Sunday, 14 June 2020

There's a Hole in the Memory Hole

Much fuss and bother today about Churchill's picture being erased from a Google search for "UK Prime Ministers".

Just a technical glitch, Google assure us. Now Winnie is back again, PM 1951-55...

Bit of a gap there, 1940-45, but peaceful times, uneventful years, what does it matter who was PM?
'How many fingers, Winston?'
'Four! Stop it, stop it! How can you go on? Four! Four!'
'How many fingers, Winston?'
'Five! Five! Five!'
'No, Winston, that is no use. You are lying. You still think there are four. How many fingers, please?'
'Four! five! Four! Anything you like. Only stop it, stop the pain!'

Wednesday, 3 June 2020

Back To Nature


My heart is sad and I'm in sorrow
For the only one I love
When shall I see him - oh no never
'Til I meet him in Heaven above

Oh bury me under the weeping willow
Yes under the weeping willow tree
So he may know where I am sleeping
And perhaps he will weep for me

The Carter Family, Bristol Tennessee, 1927

The naiveté of "until an angel softly whispered"... masterful trowelwork!

The terrible thing about cabin fever is sitting for hours listening to this, then the varmint in the post below, then this then the varmint then this then the var
                                                              the varmint at the same time

For The Nature Table

Thursday, 28 May 2020

A Great Graduation Speech


3:22&ff ...
and it's my belief that after you've witnessed months of a pathetic divide
where people care more about being right than the facts on hand
where conspiracy theories fester because they're met with pompous rebuttal
where everyone's an expert - but also a butthead
it is my belief that your generation will forge a new path
marked by truth and kindness and love
Stirring stuff, and the whole is a gem. Gratitude to Ace of Spades HQ for this trouvaille.