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14 July, 2008 at 11:57 am #354291
@sharongooner wrote:
@esmeralda wrote:
I was panicking when I heard about the stabbing of a young man, as my nephew was there with his pals from med school. It seems harsh to say that I was relieved to discover that the victim was three years older than nephew, but my relief was/is tangible. :oops:
crikey, Ive not heard about that.
Young fella of 22, stabbed eleven times, whilst trying to protect a female friend. He’s in critical condition in Ninewells hospital.
14 July, 2008 at 11:50 am #354289I was panicking when I heard about the stabbing of a young man, as my nephew was there with his pals from med school. It seems harsh to say that I was relieved to discover that the victim was three years older than nephew, but my relief was/is tangible. :oops:
14 July, 2008 at 10:49 am #354300This poses something of a dichotomy, HN. Yes, life down the pits was bloody hard and fraught with danger, but it was a way of life for whole communities, a good and sustaining way of life with proud men able to put food on the table for their families.
Thatcher didn’t set about destroying the long-held traditions and practices for the good of anyone’s health – christ – she decimated the entire mining industry in her determination to bring down the Unions and to show who could pi.ss highest up the wall.
I was one of the many, active at the time in supporting the CP in their struggle against that murderous whore and everything she stood for. We held numerous benefits to raise funds for the miners and picketed the scabs like Yuill and Dodds, and slapped bandages on bloody heads, broken on the end of police truncheons..
..Finally, we wept like babies at the passing of an age.
The Thatcher apologists amongst you, will forgive the thousands like myself – who – when the final clods of earth are shovelled onto her coffin, will line up to dance a merry jig on her grave.14 July, 2008 at 10:19 am #354152I Have Loved, Let Us See If That’s All
BY
E. E. Cummingsi have loved, let us see if that’s all.
Bit into you as teeth, in the stone
of a musical fruit. My lips pleasantly groan
on your taste. Jumped the quick wallof your smile into stupid gardens
if this were not enough (not really enough
pulled one before one the vague toughexquisite flowers, whom hardens
richly, darkness. On the whole
possibly have i loved….you)
sheath before sheathstripped to the Odour. (and here’s what WhoEver will know
Had you as bite teeth;
i stood with you as a foalstands but as the trees, lay, which grow
14 July, 2008 at 9:15 am #279589DEF LEPPARD
14 July, 2008 at 9:00 am #279588CUTTING CREW
14 July, 2008 at 12:27 am #354151Romance
by Edgar Allan PoeRomance, who loves to nod and sing,
With drowsy head and folded wing,
Among the green leaves as they shake
Far down within some shadowy lake,
To me a painted paroquet
Hath been- a most familiar bird-
Taught me my alphabet to say-
To lisp my very earliest word
While in the wild wood I did lie,
A child- with a most knowing eye.Of late, eternal Condor years
So shake the very Heaven on high
With tumult as they thunder by,
I have no time for idle cares
Through gazing on the unquiet sky.
And when an hour with calmer wings
Its down upon my spirit flings-
That little time with lyre and rhyme
To while away- forbidden things!
My heart would feel to be a crime
Unless it trembled with the strings.13 July, 2008 at 11:58 pm #279587TODD RUNDGREN
13 July, 2008 at 11:16 pm #279586THE CARS
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