Farewell Cato

Submitted by remdies on May 14th, 2019 at 4:57 PM

“Content thy self to be Obscurely good. When Vice prevails, and impious Men bear Sway, The Post of Honour is a private Station.”

― John Beilein Michiganus

 

While the college basketball world was made for Caesar there is no doubt that at Michigan, hereafter, "'Twill be no Crime to have been Cato's Friend." 

 

Farewell Cato, you shall be dearly missed.

tasnyder01

May 14th, 2019 at 6:14 PM ^

I am disappointed in all of you for not knowing who Cato is.

In all sincerity, please wiki him. He was an anti-corruption politician during the fall of the Roman Republic. There is *a lot* of grey -- he cheated too -- but he's romanticized as being "above the fray" with regards to buying votes (analogizing to players). This was a good quote.

borninAnnArbor

May 14th, 2019 at 7:56 PM ^

I love English comedy "Gameshows."  While I am not a big fan of Nevermind the Buzzcocks, I am a fan of Bill Bailey.  My favorite show right now is "Would I Lie to You". It is worth a watch if you enjoy English humor and don't mind seeing celebrities you have never heard of.

Grampy

May 14th, 2019 at 6:03 PM ^

Probably 5 or 10 people out of 100 know who Cato is.  2000 years after he checked out. Ain’t anyone associated with college sports today gonna be remembered 2000 years from now. 

Maximinus Thrax

May 14th, 2019 at 8:26 PM ^

Any late 90s Michigan philosophy grads out there?  Anybody remember a certain professor beginning every class by writing 'Cicero is Cicero" and "Cicero is Tully"on the board?

MichiganTeacher

May 14th, 2019 at 11:49 PM ^

Logged in because Cato. Ignore the barbarians. Far better to have them ask why you post nothing they can understand, than to have them ask why you are posting something that they do understand. 

KalkaskaWolverine

May 15th, 2019 at 6:37 PM ^

Cato is a relatively famous historical figure from a relatively well documented point in world history(the fall of the Roman republic). I thought more people would know who Cato was.  Reminds me of the old poem ozymandias. Who will remember us regular folks in a hundred years?