At a certain village in La Mancha, the ants and termites of Prince Kropotkin not long ago renounced one of those old-fashioned Hobbesian gentlemen, whom I shall not name, but who wrote, 'Never be without a lance upon a rack, an old target, a lean horse, and a greyhound, for man is all the better for war.'
mashed sauces
Here the opening sentence of Don Quixote (the Motteux translation) mashes with the opening shot of Matt Ridley's The Origins of Virtue
Prince Kropotkin was a communalist anarchist in Russia before the revolution. The Hobbesian gentleman is of course he who knows that life is nasty, shortish and brute, or something along those lines.
