They’re In. And by God, it’s a Nerds Convention.
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March 1, 2013 at 1:47am
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“Turning and turning in the widening gyre
The falcon cannot hear the falconer;
Things fall apart; the centre cannot hold;
Mere anarchy is loosed upon the world,
The blood-dimmed tide is loosed, and everywhere
The ceremony of innocence is drowned;
The best lack all conviction, while the worst
Are full of passionate intensity.”
“…And what rough beast, its hour come round at last,
Slouches towards Bethlehem to be born?”
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So now the “Taghna Lkoll” has become an official printed placard.
That three syllable chant reminds me of the ones in the Roman circuses as the gladiator asks for the final blow.
The problem is they clearly don’t even have the brains generally associated with nerds
Surely some revelation is at hand;
Surely the Second Coming is at hand.
The Second Coming! Hardly are those words out
When a vast image out of Spiritus Mundi
Troubles my sight: somewhere in sands of the desert
A shape with lion body and the head of a man,
A gaze blank and pitiless as the sun,
Is moving its slow thighs, while all about it
Reel shadows of the indignant desert birds.
The darkness drops again; but now I know
That twenty centuries of stony sleep
Were vexed to nightmare by a rocking cradle,
And what rough beast, its hour come round at last,
Slouches towards Bethlehem to be born?
“We’re all in”
Why do they think that’s a cool slogan? It means something else entirely.
That balloon in the blue hoddie (sic) helped organise the crowds at the MCAST debate. He was shot helping Joseph’s fans in through the back way.
He’s frequently on 903 doing a ‘review’ of news portals, the mind of a vintage red, a pint-sized Mario Vella.
Top pic: between the fat girl in red and Muscat’s armpit – is that Ray Azzopardi? Do you see a resemblance wth this guy?
http://brantcrossland.co.uk/portfolio/nosferatu/
If Joseph Muscat is elected, they will be soon saying “I’m In … Trouble”.
Rather, ‘I’m in deep shit’.
The man on the far left in the first photo is shushing someone.