y pense …
Eeeeek~! Sexist alert! Swine! Male pig, and other (entirely legal*) uni-directional such comments these days!
But wait: buy now and you get this one extra, for free—
So if you read my previous post you’ll get my drift. If you didn’t, don’t fret—there’s millions of other posts out there and I’m sure you can find a nice home among them somewhere.
BUT IF YOU WOULD LIKE
to know what the hell I’m raving on about this time, here’s a wee starting point (nine minutes worth)—
—and I think that under the tutelage of this gentleman Russia will eventually be going places. I mean, like, really going places.
In the meantime, and in the interests of fair play and equal time for all … can the Americans trump that? May the Brits, ever again?
In the meantime and completely (not) out of context, here’s a quote from a much maligned greatly misunderstood heroine of mine—
—and if she copulated everything on two (or four) (heck, go six) legs and was a syphilitic chain-smoking bourbon-swilling heroin addict (as far as I know, none of those things—but why not anticipate the obvious reaction when you know it’s coming?): so bloody what? I think her (let’s face it: boring) masterpiece ‘Atlas Shrugged’ was/is brilliant.
The quote above is from it … and it’s the West today, no?
I said: “Any takers?”
* Yes indeed, but only if you are of the once-was-gentle gender. (In the interests of true Equality, you male thugs don’t get a look in.) (So there~!)