Eunuch @brianstelter seems to have been lifted straight from George Orwell's 1984. pic.twitter.com/mcEzuRYQgI
— Tucker Carlson (@TuckerCarlson) May 24, 2022
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There is a place where the sidewalk ends
And before the street begins,
And there the grass grows soft and white,
And there the sun burns crimson bright,
And there the moon-bird rests from his flight
To cool in the peppermint wind.
Let us leave this place where the smoke blows black
And the dark street winds and bends.
Past the pits where the asphalt flowers grow
We shall walk with a walk that is measured and slow,
And watch where the chalk-white arrows go
To the place where the sidewalk ends.
Yes we’ll walk with a walk that is measured and slow,
And we’ll go where the chalk-white arrows go,
For the children, they mark, and the children, they know
The place where the sidewalk ends.
by Shel Silverstein
The steel mill sky is alive.
The fire breaks white and zigzag
shot on a gun-metal gloaming.
Man is a long time coming.
Man will yet win.
Brother may yet line up with brother:
This old anvil laughs at many broken hammers.
There are men who can’t be bought.
The fireborn are at home in fire.
The stars make no noise,
You can’t hinder the wind from blowing.
Time is a great teacher.
Who can live without hope?
In the darkness with a great bundle of grief
the people march.
In the night, and overhead a shovel of stars for keeps, the people
march:
“Where to? what next?”
— Carl Sandberg
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In the absence of gov’t all the parasites and potatoes will die quickly.
Reading the Johns Hopkins SPARS 2025-2028 manual and it is a long one.
Eric Blair AKA George Orwell attended the Fabian Socialist meetings and for some reason had a twinge of conscience and warned us all about the boot to stomp our faces.
Does it really matter if it is a left or right foot boot?
With the refreshing of our liberty tree every 100 or 200 yrs, we’d be fine. There in lays the problem. Those tending the liberty tree are not interested in us refreshing it, while their on top.