Despicable Me

North Korea. You hate them. You do. You’re not sure why, but it’s fashionable; so you drop an insult, you support the threats, twenty-percent dead (what we did) last time round doesn’t cut it – kill them all. Japan, ‘the warrior nation’, a beautiful compliment from Mr President, for the genocidists of the pacific, occupiers … Continue reading

None Of The Above

subject: terror in the U.K. Ariana Grande is praying while building her sympathy concert guestlist polishing her image to facilitate a later charge in the charts as the madman in the whitehouse pleads for a muslim ban certain that religious discrimination is the only way to allay non-whites with a drivers license, a knife and … Continue reading

Santa! Down Here.

The sticky, candy-coated popcorn, that’s what he bought, when he got luck. Those little packs of sticky came with a balloon. Reds, orange, yellow and blues, hope, but there’s only one in each. A pack of six, balloons, that is, sealed in plastic, held together with card and steel clips, in three square inches, that’s … Continue reading

Excommunication

PLEASE READ, and think about it seriously.

Closing At Six

sunlight streaming in time, clad in beautiful smile precious advent, Christmas eve quiet beast nibbling smiling to the finish-line breakfast is over her water broke it’s going to be a boy procure frankincense and myrrh before six, the baby needs it.

Gifted

December, the merchants wet dream, beaming grubby the lot of ’em, Santa’s yes men lining the route to Bethlehem. * A myth, it is not, don’t get caught, without gifts, such brazen display of war on Christmas is unforgivable. * Cosy wintry Christmas morning, an empty shell, absent crinkly coloured paper dotted with reindeer sleighs and … Continue reading

Running Interference

Players shouldn’t front the hump after midnight on the metro sexual revolution gets you killed if it’s a boy on the other end – – – Swagger the golden esoteric on the edge of extinction don’t play offline find the perfect profile and settle down Smile at the police not him, her – bad girl … Continue reading

Dad! I’m Gay

The Moment of Truth

Blurred Vision

Millions of people voluntarily living and working abroad will never attain the prestigious title of Expat. This thought provoking article in The Guardian newspaper (click on the link below) sheds light on the why, challenging us to critique ourselves, provided we can overcome the self-denial we prefer. Read on. EXPATS vs IMMIGRANTS – Guardian UK.

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