Monthly Archives: October 2016

The Destroyers

…from the quills of the dead white poets Rudyard Kipling (1865 – 1936) The strength of twice three thousand horse That seeks the single goal; The line that holds the rending course, The hate that swings the whole; The stripped … Continue reading

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Solution?

…from the quill of Antisthenes the Younger Just to get you to the proper mood and pull you down from that pink cloud of rainbow-tinted pre-elections optimism (only joking) I suggest you read the good and, naturally depressing, article of … Continue reading

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New Guards

…from the quill of Antisthenes the Younger Thomas Jefferson (1743 – 1826 ) – “Prudence, indeed, will dictate that Governments long established should not be changed for light and transient causes; and accordingly all experience hath shown, that mankind are … Continue reading

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After eight years of Obama

After four years of Hillary this sort of survey would not be allowed.

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The Gates of Paradise

…from the quills of the dead white poets Nikolay Gumilev (1886 – 1921) The eternal entrance into Eden Is not locked with seven precious seals; It has no charms nor light of heaven, And the people don’t know that it … Continue reading

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The clock is ticking

…from the quill of Antisthenes the Younger John Locke (1632 – 1704 ) – “I answer, such revolutions happen not upon every little mismanagement in public affairs. Great mistakes in the ruling part, many wrong and inconvenient laws, and all … Continue reading

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FBI – The Sword and the Shield of the Party

No prize for guessing which US political party enjoys the protection of the formerly relatively honest state organisation.

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Away with funeral music

…from the quills of the dead white poets Robert Louis Stevenson (1850 – 1894) Away with funeral music – set The pipe to powerful lips – The cup of life’s for him that drinks And not for him that sips.

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Politically correct elephants’ spoor

Paul Jacko   I like elephants and I like reading about them; sometimes* I even write about them. The article with so tantalising heading As Elephant Populations Drop, We Learn Even Their Footsteps Serve a Purpose thus I could not … Continue reading

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We shall surely die…

…from the quills of the dead white poets William Ernest Henley 1849 -1903 We shall surely die: Must we needs grow old? Grow old and cold, And we know not why? O, the By-and-By, And the tale that’s told! We … Continue reading

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“Deplorables” of the World Unite

  …from the quill of Antisthenes the Younger “Deplorables” v.- Despicables People are going to be disappointed. If elections were to change anything the Big Money would have banned them a long time ago. Perhaps November 2017 would show how … Continue reading

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October not so victorious

Once again, due to the circumstances more or less beyond our control, Fog of Chaos and its readers are going to suffer, or perhaps enjoy, a break. We should be back in November and in the meantime the posting will … Continue reading

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The Snow Maiden

  …from the quills of the dead white poets Alexandr Alexandrovich Blok (1880 – 1921) She came to me from the vast distance – The child of night and other times. Her kin were lost in space and seasons, Our … Continue reading

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