Dear Mr Atlas Shrugged
Is old folksong by great Polish tenor, Mr Bob Dylan. Is called the wicked messenger,
...he had a mind which multiplied the smallest matter...when questioned who had sent for him he answered with his thumb, for his tongue it could not speak but only flatter....oftentimes he could be seen returning.......
Like many of Mr Dylan's tales the wicked messenger is riven with Old Testament imagery; gnomic, zen paradox and mischievous rhyme.
Faced with your relentless Trust no other but Me, all-seeing, all knowing, Godless, soul-destroying pessimism, your counsel of pre-ordained unchallegeable failure and now, here, with this latest lamentatious, superscilious scorning of bona fide attempts by Guido and others - including plumbers who have forgotten more that you'll ever know about secret societies - to challenge the monster in his lair, I weary of it, friend, frankly. No more in these showy, superior tones, please.
There are rogue judges who find for the people. Not often, but sometimes. Change and improvement, however incremental, happen only when fired by enthusiasm - Greek, Theus, being filled with God. You would draw the play from a puppy with your damned helpless, I-know-best fatalism, you would drive the sun from the sky. Yours is a patronising counsel of death and defeat and despair.
We must mock and taunt them and revile them and support with our hearts and pockets, as we can, those who take them on in litigation. Yours is the road to Notown, not worth a handful of roasted snow, yours is s Pink Floyd of a commentary, virtuoso but chilly, precise, humourless and alienated; it is one of Death's harmonies.
And so, Mr Bob, weary of despair, chides, in the end, the wicked messenger, thus.
Oh, the leaves began to falling. and the seas began to part. And the people that confronted him were many. And he was told, with these few words, which opened up his heart: If you cannot bring good news then don't bring any.
Mr 45
Sorry mate.
Good news up here is that former MSP Tommy Sheridan -as much a socialist as Brother Galloway, ie not at all - was nicked by McPlod, while, get this, leaving his radio show this afternoon. He is detained helping with enquiries into perjury and perversion of justice. If you have finished your tea, now is good time to mention that ruinous electronic vote-counting company in last Scotch election was approved by Dougie Alexander from Corpse U Like and had, on board of Directors, his rottenness public sector millionaire, Earl Kinnock, famous electronic psephology equipment expert and sheep shagger. Never do day's fucking work only part-time lecturer in Grievance Methodology and Practice in Prestatyn Polytechnic.
Mr Nellist, by the way, unlike cunt Dennis Skinner, member for TUC and some fucking dunderheads in Bolsover and most especially unlike Kinnock and spiface Hatterjee and sexual abuse case Prescott, only ever took wage of skilled worker in Coventry constituency and not full MP salary and perks. This so shamed and enraged Kinnock the cunt and fucking shrew and social climber Glenys and probably fellow Coventry MP Geoffrey I Lend Money Robinson that Nellist was deselected for being uncomfortably socialist when rest of MPs are just thieving, abusive cunts. Phony lying bastard Skinner not say fucking word, too busy sucking tory cock in gents toilet. You KNOW it's true. How could it not be?
stanislav said...
Is plenty to go round in all party, innit ? But Skinner is uniquely obnoxious, like Benn dynasty, gang of moneygrubbing hypocrite herditary bastards in cardy and cup of tea. Also has that look of loucheness, the overlong hair for an old age pensioner. And didn't he promise to retire but only found that british democracy could not survive without his periodic schoolboy catcalls, his major contribution to the working class struggle. Stan obviously not know as witness to the event, joe public being banned from seat of democracy upon fear of shooting, but Skinner look and act like class traitor and oily degenerate. Anybody can mutter, make stage whisper, but taking a cut in salary in line with principle, can't be doing with all that, now. Muttering cocksucker and hero of proletariat, first class.
Is alright Cassandra. Wash my hands in muddy waters. Thanks for good wishes.
To doubters of PP, even the prospect of a resurrected case will make Levy et al sphincters quiver a little. Remember, also, great Polish axiom, for Evil to triumph is only necessary for good men to listen to pessimist posters. And lose will to live.
Stanek
also great yiddish axiom predating King Sobieski:
charity covers a multitude of sins
11:13 AM, December 17, 2007
Yes, thank you Cassandra. Is gospel of Piotr. Great Polish disciple. Although the Minnesota gnome has it as ....charity covers-up a multitude of sins......, probably more telling, in these days of ours.
12:19 PM, December 17, 2007