No honor this day, just dedicated *TO* him - a consolation for us:

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Macbeth:
To-morrow, and to-morrow, and to-morrow,
Creeps in this petty pace from day to day,
To the last syllable of recorded time;
And all our yesterdays have lighted fools
The way to dusty death. Out, out, brief candle!
Life's but a walking shadow, [FONT style="BACKGROUND-COLOR: yellow"]a poor player,
That struts and frets his hour upon the stage,
And then is heard no more[/FONT]. It is a tale
Told by an idiot, full of sound and fury,
Signifying nothing.

Macbeth Act 5, scene 5, 19–28



NEBUCHADNEZZAR: .... I have conquered the world. ... the New Order...established in the world. ....I spent nine hundred years as King Nimrod’s footstool... .... Nimrod has been arrested... Now Nimrod will be my footstool. .... This Empire is rotten to the core. I must lose no time in clearing up the mess. Life is short, and I have to carry out the plans I formulated while I was Nimrod’s footstool. ....

(...the Throne Room. .... The throne, left, in front of the screen, is raised on steps. On it sits Nebuchadnezzar, with his feet resting on Nimrod’s shoulders, the head appearing between them.)

NEBUCHADNEZZAR: Silence, head between my feet.

-- “An Angel Comes to Babylon” by Friedrich DURRENMATT

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