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Et la Grèce, ma mère, où le miel est si doux
"Behind the British-born Muslim convert are his paltry possessions - a few books about Islam, scraps of writing paper, a bear-shaped plastic container of what appears to be honey resting beside a shabby trunk."-- from this article
That bear-shaped plastic container ("but bear-shaped or pear-shaped, those bottles don't lose their shape") most likely signifies some honey, downmarket Honey Bee brand, the kind available at prisons.
In Greece, the young would flock to the Sophists not so much for their eloquence, so the story goes, but for the pots of honey from Hymettus that they offered those who followed them. Sounds similar to the case of revert Richard Reid. One wonders what played the role of that honey from Hymettus to serve as the come-on for young Richard to fall in with Muslim missionaries, in whose busily molding hands the new recruit, clearly a deficiente, turned out to be putty -- and silly putty at that.
Speaking of honey from Hymettus, I've now got 2500 jars of the stuff stored in the basement. Anyone up for some sophistry?
