Race riots, financial collapse,over-egged “pandemics”, looming mass unemployment,erosion of civil liberties,climate change hysteria,weak Govt,…
If what we’re moving into isn’t the fruition of someone’s long-term scheme to totally destroy the “British” way of life I’ll show my arse in Harrod’s window. We are being manipulated into destroying ourselves.
The Perfect Storm is gathering and I suspect that this Country will be a very different place in 10 years time….I’ve got no idea who is “behind the curtain” but I think that I can guess what the outcome will be, and as a gambling man I wouldn’t like to put my money on the future being too rosy for the likes of us.
“Do not go gentle into that good night
Dylan Thomas – 1914-1953
Do not go gentle into that good night,
Old age should burn and rave at close of day;
Rage, rage against the dying of the light.
Though wise men at their end know dark is right,
Because their words had forked no lightning they
Do not go gentle into that good night.
Good men, the last wave by, crying how bright
Their frail deeds might have danced in a green bay,
Rage, rage against the dying of the light.
Wild men who caught and sang the sun in flight,
And learn, too late, they grieved it on its way,
Do not go gentle into that good night.
Grave men, near death, who see with blinding sight
Blind eyes could blaze like meteors and be gay,**
Rage, rage against the dying of the light.
And you, my father, there on the sad height,
Curse, bless, me now with your fierce tears, I pray.
Do not go gentle into that good night.
Rage, rage against the dying of the light”
**…not too keen on that particular suggestion obviously.
Nominated by: Dick Foxchaser-Fiddler
