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<= Previous | April Issues Index | Next => It was getting late on this night in 1775 when Paul Revere hung two lanterns in the tower of North Church in Boston. Two friends rowed him quietly past a British warship and across the river to Charlestown, where he borrowed a horse from John Larkin and rode to Lexington. After leaving a warning of British troop movements, Revere and William Dawes set out for Concord but were captured by the British along with a third courier, Samuel Prescott. Surprisingly, all three couriers were released, but the British confiscated Larkin's horse. Very few warnings have been so carefully orchestrated and documented.
The warning message we sent the Russians was a calculated ambiguity that would be clearly understood. If you can't be a good example, then you'll just have to be a horrible warning. The voice of protest, of warning, of appeal is never more needed than when the clamor of fife and drum, echoed by the press and too often by the pulpit, is bidding all men fall in step and obey in silence the tyrannous word of command. Then, more than ever, it is the duty of the good citizen not to be silent. Conscience is the inner voice that warns us that someone might be looking. One thorn of experience is worth a whole wilderness of warning. It would be nice if the Food and Drug Administration stopped issuing warnings about toxic substances and just gave me the names of one or two things still safe to eat.
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