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Radio 4 has just reported that Teflon Tony is being mooted as a UN envoy to mediate between the Cortes Generales in Madrid and the Parlament de Catalunya
"Shall I tell you where the men are who believe most in themselves? For I can tell you. I know of men who believe in themselves more colossally than Napoleon or Caesar."
G K Chesterton
An idea isn't responsible for those who believe in it.
"I met a traveller from an antique land, Who said–“Two vast and trunkless legs of stone Stand in the desert. . . . Near them, on the sand, Half sunk a shattered visage lies, whose frown, And wrinkled lip, and sneer of cold command, Tell that its sculptor well those passions read Which yet survive, stamped on these lifeless things, The hand that mocked them, and the heart that fed; And on the pedestal, these words appear: My name is Ozymandias, King of Kings; Look on my Works, ye Mighty, and despair! Nothing beside remains. Round the decay Of that colossal Wreck, boundless and bare The lone and level sands stretch far away.”
"I met a traveller from an antique land, Who said–“Two vast and trunkless legs of stone Stand in the desert. . . . Near them, on the sand, Half sunk a shattered visage lies, whose frown, And wrinkled lip, and sneer of cold command, Tell that its sculptor well those passions read Which yet survive, stamped on these lifeless things, The hand that mocked them, and the heart that fed; And on the pedestal, these words appear: My name is Ozymandias, King of Kings; Look on my Works, ye Mighty, and despair! Nothing beside remains. Round the decay Of that colossal Wreck, boundless and bare The lone and level sands stretch far away.”
Do you think Shelley had a crystal ball?
An idea isn't responsible for those who believe in it.
AND a man whom the majority of this site voted for three times rather than Vile Tories. A man with a life long Labour wife and a rabid leftie dad in law who impregnated women at will
No surprise really as shyte never really goes away
There once was a Prime Minister named Blair, Who started a war without care,
Anyone wish to finish the beginnings of this little ditty, please feel free.
There once was a Prime Minister named Blair, Who started a war without care, Not a politician; merely a fakir, Maneuvered into power by Murdoch and Dacre.
The moneylenders gleefully rubbed their hands, As the bombs rained down on faraway lands. More profit for a greed that can never be sated, Their insidious agenda continues - unabated.
With apologies to pretty much everyone...!
If you want a vision of the future, imagine a boot stamping on a human face--forever.
There once was a Prime Minister named Blair, Who started a war without care,
Anyone wish to finish the beginnings of this little ditty, please feel free.
There once was a Prime Minister named Blair, Who started a war without care, He cooked all the books, Surrounded by crooks, Taxi to The Hague whats the fare?
"Michu, Britton and Williams could have won 3-0 on their own. They wouldn't have required a keeper."
Kin nock started it Andrew and a brave man he was in doing so
Blair made Labour electable to the mainstream
perch, big business knew he'd continue the neoliberal/ privatisation/warmongering agenda so it would be pretty much business as usual, large gins all round. Murdoch (for example) throws his support behind him. He's not daft is he, he knew at that point what would sell more newspapers.
Yay, job done. We're like sheep being herded through pens in this country. Arguing amongst ourselves whilst the asset strippers continue to feast on the carcass of any public asset the UK has ever owned. Economic treason, pure and simple.
Spot the difference:
If you want a vision of the future, imagine a boot stamping on a human face--forever.
There once was a Prime Minister named Blair, Who started a war without care, It was justified with a dossier of (obvious) lies and the guilt for the dead you all share!
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