How’s this for predicting the rotten fruit softness of the failing Liberal experiment of the past 50 years in just a few words? In 1919 WB Yeats wrote a short religious poem called The Second Coming. This is a part:- Things fall apart; the centre cannot hold; Mere anarchy is loosed upon the… Continue reading Slouching toward Bethlehem
Month: December 2015
Donald Trump’s hair peace
This may be the way that it was just before Rome fell. With barbarians cradling assault rifles at the gate, the commentariat wile away the time that is left to them by worrying themselves sick about Zwarte Piet-type problems. Zwarte Piet is Santa’s cool helper and is a harmless Christmas tradition for kids that dates… Continue reading Donald Trump’s hair peace