Doc, note, I dissent. A fast never prevents a fatness. I diet on cod.
– tracer, reminding y’all that the Monkees once said “sdrawkcab spelled backwards is backwards.”
(Hijack)
I once thought of starting of religion of palindromes–they reflect a certain level of perfection I think should be evident in the names of the Gods. We all know God backwards is Dog–and do we not feel a bit foolish for worshipping one whose perfection is less evident backwards? Bob is God, and Eve is Goddess, so are Ava, Mim and Otto. Mom and Dad are God, but not Papa or Mumsey. The symmetry of creation is thus upheld.
A man, a plan, a canoe, pasta, heros, rajahs, a coloratura, maps, snipe, percale, macaroni, a gag, a banana bag, a tan, a tag, a banana bag again (or a camel), a crepe, pins, Spam, a rut, a Rolo, cash, a jar, sore hats, a peon, a canal – Panama!