“Stick To The Devil You Know”

The Gods of the Copybook Headings 

AS I PASS through my incarnations in every age and race,
I make my proper prostrations to the Gods of the Market Place.
Peering through reverent fingers I watch them flourish and fall,
And the Gods of the Copybook Headings, I notice, outlast them all.

We were living in trees when they met us. They showed us each in turn
That Water would certainly wet us, as Fire would certainly burn:
But we found them lacking in Uplift, Vision and Breadth of Mind,
So we left them to teach the Gorillas while we followed the March of Mankind.

We moved as the Spirit listed. They never altered their pace,
Being neither cloud nor wind-borne like the Gods of the Market Place,
But they always caught up with our progress, and presently word would come
That a tribe had been wiped off its icefield, or the lights had gone out in Rome.

With the Hopes that our World is built on they were utterly out of touch,
They denied that the Moon was Stilton; they denied she was even Dutch;
They denied that Wishes were Horses; they denied that a Pig had Wings;
So we worshipped the Gods of the Market Who promised these beautiful things.

When the Cambrian measures were forming, They promised perpetual peace.
They swore, if we gave them our weapons, that the wars of the tribes would cease.
But when we disarmed They sold us and delivered us bound to our foe,
And the Gods of the Copybook Headings said: “Stick to the Devil you know.”

On the first Feminian Sandstones we were promised the Fuller Life
(Which started by loving our neighbour and ended by loving his wife)
Till our women had no more children and the men lost reason and faith,
And the Gods of the Copybook Headings said: “The Wages of Sin is Death.”

In the Carboniferous Epoch we were promised abundance for all,
By robbing selected Peter to pay for collective Paul;
But, though we had plenty of money, there was nothing our money could buy,
And the Gods of the Copybook Headings said: “If you don’t work you die.” 

Then the Gods of the Market tumbled, and their smooth-tongued wizards withdrew
And the hearts of the meanest were humbled and began to believe it was true
That All is not Gold that Glitters, and Two and Two make Four
And the Gods of the Copybook Headings limped up to explain it once more.

As it will be in the future, it was at the birth of Man
There are only four things certain since Social Progress began.
That the Dog returns to his Vomit and the Sow returns to her Mire,
And the burnt Fool’s bandaged finger goes wabbling back to the Fire;

And that after this is accomplished, and the brave new world begins
When all men are paid for existing and no man must pay for his sins,
As surely as Water will wet us, as surely as Fire will burn,
The Gods of the Copybook Headings with terror and slaughter return!

In Rudyard Kipling’s Poem “The Gods of the Copybook Heading” I found two very profound passages, the first one, is the title of today’s Blog. The second is as follows:
“When the Cambrian measures were forming, they promised perpetual peace. They swore if we gave them our weapons, that the wars of the tribes would cease. But when we disarmed, they sold us, and delivered us ‘bound’ to our foe. And the Gods of the Copybook Heading said, ‘stick to the devil you know’.”


A copybook was used in classrooms up till the end of World War II, it is merely a book used to practice one’s handwriting. At the top of each page was a proverb, maxim, or quotation that was copied by the writer all the way down the page, for handwriting practice. The “Cambrian measures” Kipling was referring too, was the formation of Wales off the coast of Britain, way back in the prehistoric eras. The “They” that the poem refers too, is assumed to be one of the many clans of the period, when civilizations were struggling with one another for domination of the land.


The poem speaks about how one person or an entire society can be lulled into ceding what is theirs on the promise of something better. Humans are easily deceived, and manipulated when strife is present in their lives.
The warning however, is that trusting someone who appears to be your friend, but you really don’t actually know him to be, can in fact be even more dangerous than the enemy you do know and recognise. A wolf in sheep’s clothing as it were.
Just as we can glean the dangerous act of disarming the citizens, from Kipling’s poem. We must also be aware of the internal subversion of our government. Which brings to mind a partial statement made by Marcus Tullius Cicero to the ancient Roman Senate. “A nation can survive it’s fools, and even the ambitious, but it cannot survive treason from within.”
This is exactly what’s happening to our government today. The two problems we as citizens are facing, go hand in hand. The progressives are trying to disarm us, and at the same time they are usurping the power of the people through insider and backroom schemes.
The ultimate goal of these progressive traitors, is control of the populace. Make no mistake about their devious intentions, or their ardor to accomplish them.


God help us! Pray for the conversion of Islam and the Holy Spirit conviction of our nation’s leaders.


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About David Robinson

David Robinson is an Author and Journalist living in the mid-coast area of Maine. He is a Graduate and Alumni of the Brunswick Police Academy. He served as a JUROR seated on the Cumberland County, Maine, Grand Jury for the first four month session of 2014. Publisher Robinson served 3 months of a 4 month sentence for Conspiracy to defraud the United States, at the FCI Berlin minimum security Satellite Camp in Berlin New Hampshire, as retaliation after he and a friend sued the IRS, unsuccessfully, for Unfair Trade Practices, under Title 15 of the US Code. http://tinyurl.com/hm8gdls http://tinyurl.com/gwdyaps.
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