It's just a matter of hitting the ball where I want to hit it and hopefully making some putts.
Homer's whole language, the language in which he lived, the language that he breathed, because he never saw it, or certainly those who formed his tradition never saw it, in characters on the pages. It was all on the tongue and in the ear.
Our skin colours may vary, but what's upstairs - there's certain things we've all got in common.