I ended up sprinkling the Japanese SCUBA divers with at least a cup full of potatoes. What a day! It was not really my fault, at all. I'd swallowed a measure...
Killing an Arab Myself and J decided to take the day off and attend the anti-war rally in Perth on February 15th. We took some papers along to give out and...
"Christianity gave substance to the sacred but the nature of the sacred (…) is perhaps the most elusive thing that happens between people. The sacred is...
"Making the men forget everything there was, or could be, outside their present surroundings was an advantage to the Company, just as it is useful to a...
It was a time of great and exalting excitement. The country was up in arms, the war was on, in every breast burned the holy fire of patriotism; the drums were...
No Dramas Mate It was a still Sunday morning in March. Even at 7:55am, the heat was already unbearable. The sun was pouring 40C down full scorn. It was Indian...
March Day at High Noon on the Edge of the World WE stood out under grey, muggy skies, waiting for the first thunderclap. But, it never came from the sky....
... APPENDIX to the novel 1984 by George Orwell Newspeak was the official language of Oceania and had been devised to meet the ideological needs of Ingsoc, or...
"It has been said and may be said that this [`the way in which their own exchange and their own production confront individuals as an objective relation which...
"We presuppose labour in a form in which it is an exclusively human characteristic. A spider conducts operations which resemble those of the weaver, and a bee...
"In earlier stages of development the single individual seems to be developed more fully, because he has not yet worked out his relationships in their...
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"The writer of originality, unless dead, is always shocking, scandalous; novelty disturbs and repels." "In the face of an obstacle which it is impossible to...
The radio was always tuned to the Italian station at Conca's. A barrage of polysyllabic static emanated from the speaker. "Sounds like a soccer game?" ...
Then trample and dance, thou Oppressor! For thy victim is no redressor; Thou art her sole possesor Of her corpses and clods and abortions-- they pave the path...
XXX i sing of Olaf glad and big whose warmest heart recoiled at war: a conscientious object-or his wellbelovéd colonel(trig westpointer most succinctly bred) ...
"I was not a cynic by nature; only by revolt. I had got away from what I hated, but I hadn't found where I loved, and so I pretended that there was nowhere to...
, you would not tell with such high zest To children ardent for some desperate glory, The old Lie: Dulce et decorum est Pro patria mori. Wilfred Owen The Latin...
"There are two ways of speaking an audience will always like; one is to tell them what they don't understand; and the other is to tell them what they're used...
* The difference between the right word and the almost right word is the difference between lightning and the lightning bug." * "Who are the oppressors? The...
"They were careless people, Tom and Daisy -- they smashed up things and creatures and then retreated back into their money or their vast carelessness or...
Once in a place much like the one we live in only on the other side of the world, there lived three chickens. Not long before, there had been four chickens,...
"Without knowing that we knew nothing, we went on talking without listening to each other. Sometimes we flattered and praised each other, understanding that we...
Bertrand Russell in his seminal 1932 essay, in "Praise of Idleness" takes up the question of what we all will do with our extra time after the Revolution when...
With the official unemployment rate rising world wide, it would appear that this would be a good time to remind all wage-slaves to practice some on the job...
Your breast presses My chest Your scent--you ARE woman My arms draw you towards me Yours circle My back and shoulders Our bodies meet in Motions of Warm...
Hear the scratching sound It's old It's fading disappearing standing just beneath our feet in unvoiced oblivion Heads held high we reinvent the world around ...
We're not our skin of grime, we're not our dread bleak dusty imageless locomotive, we're all beautiful golden sunflowers inside... -- Sunflower Sutra,...
No! I am not Prince Hamlet, nor was meant to be; Am an attendant lord, one that will do To swell a progress, start a scene or two, Advise the prince; no doubt,...
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