At once all furrows plow, the strugling streams O're all the main gape wide, boile foamie streams, With flaly-oares and slicing foredecks fierce, Which through the bustling billows proudly pierce.

You may be smart enough to elude the law for five years, but your time has run out. Tick tock, motherfucker.

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That Weber's sociology should be so clearly indebted to narrowly defined and historically contingent cultural and political values underlying his notion of national identity has been alternatively seen as a reason for either discarding Weber as a classic (Abraham 1991) or re-reading him as a neo-racist (Zimmerman 2006).