“They saw their injured country's woe;
The flaming town, the wasted field;
Then rushed to meet the insulting foe;
They took the spear, - but left the shield.”
―Philip Freneau
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And by a prudent flight and cunning save A life which valour could not, from the grave. A better buckler I can soon regain, But who can get another life again?
Archilochus
It's now virtually impossible for me to watch telly, except for NF. No matter where you turn all you get are talking heads babbling about U/R without the slightest knowledge of the subject matter whatsover. It's the Age of the Stenographers alright... Consaent has never been manufactured at this blitzkrieg speed before.
Even on Sky Sports which I have on for customers, you bget footballers pontificating about Chelsea/Abromovitch.
...and now, Old Fitz, like Tennyson's Tiresias you must watch...
Of civil outbreak, when I knew the twain Would each waste each, and bring on both the yoke Of stronger states, was mine the voice to curb The madness of our cities and their kings. Who ever turn'd upon his heel to hear My warning that the tyranny of one Was prelude to the tyranny of all? My counsel that the tyranny of all Led backward to the tyranny of one? This power hath work'd no good to aught that lives And these blind hands were useless in their wars. O. therefore, that the unfulfill'd desire, The grief for ever born from griefs to be The boundless yearning of the prophet's heart‹ Could that stand forth, and like a statue, rear'd To some great citizen, wim all praise from all Who past it, saying, "That was he!" In vain! Virtue must shape itself im deed, and those Whom weakness or necessity have cramp'd Withm themselves, immerging, each, his urn In his own well, draws solace as he may.
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It's now virtually impossible for me to watch telly, except for NF. No matter where you turn all you get are talking heads babbling about U/R without the slightest knowledge of the subject matter whatsover. It's the Age of the Stenographers alright... Consaent has never been manufactured at this blitzkrieg speed before.
Even on Sky Sports which I have on for customers, you bget footballers pontificating about Chelsea/Abromovitch.
Great vid, thanks.
Cultural Marxism probably didn't exist but 'Cultural Capitalism' was (is?) very alive.
Is. Definitely.
...and now, Old Fitz, like Tennyson's Tiresias you must watch...
Of civil outbreak, when I knew the twain
Would each waste each, and bring on both the yoke
Of stronger states, was mine the voice to curb
The madness of our cities and their kings.
Who ever turn'd upon his heel to hear
My warning that the tyranny of one
Was prelude to the tyranny of all?
My counsel that the tyranny of all
Led backward to the tyranny of one?
This power hath work'd no good to aught that lives
And these blind hands were useless in their wars.
O. therefore, that the unfulfill'd desire,
The grief for ever born from griefs to be
The boundless yearning of the prophet's heart‹
Could that stand forth, and like a statue, rear'd
To some great citizen, wim all praise from all
Who past it, saying, "That was he!"
In vain!
Virtue must shape itself im deed, and those
Whom weakness or necessity have cramp'd
Withm themselves, immerging, each, his urn
In his own well, draws solace as he may.
Gert resists the Ludavico technique
TC:
Ludovico worked well on me but then they reversed it for political expedience. Plus ça change!
It was the George Clinton P-Funk All Stars samples, wasn't it?
catch a break
Nice Hos!
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