With a body like a

sleeping bag,

designed by

Charles M Schultz,

wings like

bits of dandruff,

caught in stained

glass’s cheapest cut,

you could claim to see

the hand of a joker God

or Darwin’s shrugged:

‘If it works, what the fuck…’

Answer: Loser On Line…

Wonderful book – and these, such beautiful lines…:

“You fall away. You settle. Dust in sunlight, sediment in wine.”

Here’s a Quote Of The Day, from Milan Kundera’s The Art of the Novel. Enjoy:

“Don Quixote thinks, Sancho listens, and not only the world’s truth but also the truth of their own selves slips away from them.”

Exodus 12:71/2

And the little girl begged her father

not to kill the lamb, for she loved it.

Her father said he had to.

The girl wept.

The father loved his daughter and he

spared the lamb.

Exodus 12:7 3/4

The angel came in the night and

killed them all.

Here’s a quote from an Entertainment Weekly interview with Stephen King:

“When I was a kid, my mother said, ‘Stephen if you were a girl, you’d always be pregnant.’”

Right.

Now, there’s a really scary thought…

I mean, can you imagine those kids? I mean, these are a few of his brain children…:

*Pace Chesterton…

This from an entertaining column in today’s Guardian:

“It seems that for societies to function smoothly, their peoples must generally lack significant insight into how they function, and to believe that their set of conventions represents something fundamental and universal.”

(… and so are we, my dear. So are we…)

So, House of Cards is back, in a newly designed playing set.

I loved the old TV series, so, I think I will give the remake a miss. I’m not much for upgrading nostalgia – but this is not a discussion about originals & remakes.

Though it is, in a way, a reflection on things past & present. Temps perdus & temps perfides, if you must.

In the original BBC TV drama, the genially evil Francis Ewan Urquhart has this ur spinny catchphrase, “You might think that; I couldn’t possibly comment”…

… and however much I love the little word, you might think that it is a rather sad reflection on the times that the above phrase translates into today’s mono-syllabic “Duh!”