‘For last year’s words belong to last year’s language And next year’s words await another voice.’ T.S. Eliot, Little Gidding

When he’s the go-getting entrepreneur, he urges his supporters to be disruptifs, speaks of building une ‘start up nation’ while saying that ‘la démocratie est le système le plus bottom up de la terre’. Down with the entrepreneurial kids all right. Continue reading ‘For last year’s words belong to last year’s language And next year’s words await another voice.’ T.S. Eliot, Little Gidding

Act VIII: tragical [certainly] – comical [no, not funny] – historical [Mélenchon thinks so] – pastoral [where it started not so long ago]

Musical intro. A jaunty ditty to get this blog’s 2019 up-and-jumpin’. Watching Kopp Johnson’s modern Ode to Joy (aka Macron’s Resignation) will doubtless help you share the Joy felt by over 16 million Continue reading Act VIII: tragical [certainly] – comical [no, not funny] – historical [Mélenchon thinks so] – pastoral [where it started not so long ago]

If you’re happy ‘cos you’re richer, clap your hands. If you’re happy ‘cos you’re richer, clap your hands. If you’re happy ‘cos you’re richer, it’s Macron wot drew the picture, So if you’re happy that you’re richer clap your hands. (Song of The Rich 2017)

What would be the effects of the Government’s tax and budget measures on France’s Seriously Wealthy? Mouth-wateringly good. Continue reading If you’re happy ‘cos you’re richer, clap your hands. If you’re happy ‘cos you’re richer, clap your hands. If you’re happy ‘cos you’re richer, it’s Macron wot drew the picture, So if you’re happy that you’re richer clap your hands. (Song of The Rich 2017)

Health Warning: Expletives Undeleted

GrosMotsGate It’s regrettable. But there really is, O Best Beloved, no alternative. This particular challenge to sense and sensibility cannot be gone over, under or around. Indeed, we’ve got to go through it. Once again, it’s necessary to inflict upon readers of a delicate disposition certain gros mots (definitively not large, big or even heavy words). In the High and Far-Off Times, O Best Beloved (Day 70 … Continue reading Health Warning: Expletives Undeleted

It’s the same the whole world over: It’s the poor what gets the blame. It’s the rich what gets the pleasure; Ain’t it all a bloomin’ shame. (Street ballad. Anon.)

The pleasuring of the rich: flaunt your yachts, private jets and gold ingots. Continue reading It’s the same the whole world over: It’s the poor what gets the blame. It’s the rich what gets the pleasure; Ain’t it all a bloomin’ shame. (Street ballad. Anon.)