Maybe you have heard of it. I had not. Old Man of the Mountain...Who is he? What is his purpose? Well, now he merely serves as a minuscule reminder that time has warped the beauty of New Hampshire. That's right. He adorns the tail of the state quarter and may as well be illustrated on a milk carton. The old man is nooooo more. Likened to the boulder that once precariously shadowed the waters of Hanging Rock Christian Assembly in Indiana; so the Old Man once shouldered the tremendous responsibility of holding up the pride of New Hampshire. Despite all efforts, the Old Man crumbled to his morbid death, lying as a pile of rubble at the foot of the mountain. Now the people weep and gnash their teeth in mourning. Did the Man mean anything to them prior to his extinction? After talking with some of the locals it seems that he brings more aesthetic value in his death than he did in his life. Tis a tragic thing that possesses a guilt of which I am proudly ignorant of.
Observation #8: Insanity - The process of performing the same actions repeatedly while expecting different results to ensue. Sound familiar?
Dgs - Excellence in the business of government!
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