Posting anew, like a pigeon chased away by a car, wings flap as it flew, like a cyclone in Myanmar.
Many folk dead; and the little one said : “Roll over, roll over!”
And they all rolled over and one fell out…
And as our papers are filled with ‘Britney Hilton’, let me quote your man Milton :
“Whence and what are thou, execrable shape?”
You infuriate me. With your ignorance and sheep-willing you denigrate the crying while perpetuating the killing.
And then you’ll pray. The most immoral act. No deed needed , no effort made, no action undertaken, no price paid for the prayer ; just say some words and hope and share in the hysteria. Why ‘actually’ do anything when you can bow your monkey head and wish for a lottery win?
God? If you’re listening…you disgust me in the strongest possible terms.