Genevieve Taggard “Interior”

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Genevieve Taggard
(Published in Proletarian Literature in the United States [1935].)

    A middle class fortress in which to hide!
    Draw down the curtain as if saying No,
    While noon’s ablaze, ablaze outside.
    And outside people work and sweat
    And the day clings by and the hard day ends.
    And after you doze brush out your hair
    And walk like a marmoset to and fro
    And look in the mirror at middle-age
    And sit and regard yourself stare and stare
    And hate your life and your tiresome friends
    And last night’s bridge where you went in debt;
    While all around you gathers the rage
    Of cheated people
    Will we hear your fret
    In the rising noise of the streets? Oh no!

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passing here or passing

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passing here or passing there
stopping silent; stand and stare
if life’s riddle we could see
could we taste eternity?
but this world so semiotic
leaves me both bereft, and melancholic
all I have are hollow wishes
so plodding on… I do the dishes

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ScienceDaily Books : Down Comes the Rain &40;Lets-Read-and-Find-Out Science

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RSPCA || Sharkbait petition

hmm may not be strictly accurate, more here from snopes.com

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N.b. There is a photo on the linked page of a dog with a hook through its nose, you may want to skip that and go straight to the signing page.

From the page: “The RSPCA is shocked and appalled at the use of live dogs and cats as bait in shark fishing, reported recently on the island of Réunion in the Indian Ocean.

It is understood that stray animals are rounded up by local fishermen for the purpose.

RSPCA International senior programme manager Paul Littlefair says: “This is one of the most disturbing practices that we’ve come across. The use of a live animal in this way, apparently involving the binding of its legs with wire and piercing of the muzzle with large hooks, is unjustifiably cruel.

“Given Réunion’s status as a French overseas département, we strongly urge the French government to take immediate steps to enforce its animal protection legislation and end this inhumane practice. Members of the public should address their concerns to the French embassy ( UK | US | Others ) to help bring this cruelty to an immediate halt.”

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By doing just a little every

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By doing just a little every day, you can gradually let the task completely overwhelm you.

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Bunty Aur Babli (2005)

Oddly enough going on a wild road trip in Utter Pradesh has been a long held ambition of mine… Not only that but my life does frequently resemble a musical, with large groups of people bursting into song and dance, often for no readily apparent reason. Possibly to confuse me so that they can make good their escape.

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darkdaughta

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darkdaughta

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The Golden What, Now?

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Amazon.co.uk: Thud! (Discworld S.): Books


From The Book “
Vimes appeared in front of them like a whirlwind of wrath.
You scum, you rat-sucking little worm eaters! You headsdown little scurriers in the dark! What did you bring to my city? What were you thinking? Did you want the deep-downers here? Did you dare deplore what Hamcrusher said, all that bile and ancient lies? Or did you say ‘Well, I don’t agree with him, of course, but he’s got a point’? Did you say, ‘Oh he goes too far but it’s about time somebody said it’? And now, have you come in here to wring your hands and say how dreadful, it was nothing to do with you? Who were the dwarfs in the mobs, then? Aren’t you community leaders? Were you leading them? And why are you here now, you ugly snivelling grubbers? Is it possible, is it possible, that now, after that bastard’s bodyguards tried to kill my family, you’re here to complain? Have I broken some code, trodden on some ancient toe? To hell with it. To hell with you.

‘They killed my son,’ said Ironcrust.
A knife dropped into Vimes’s head. It slipped down his windpipe, sliced his heart, cut through his stomach and disappeared.
Where the rage had been, there was chill.”

Bought this last night, as I of course buy all his books immediately upon sighting (since about 1985, eeek! tempus fugiting all over the place…), nearly finished now. As far as I can recall it is actually the first of his books to mention me (page 301), which is nice 🙂

There’s a quote, can’t remeber who from:

“When you declare war, remember that the people you fight against and kill, are your enemy’s victims.”

Perhaps this is why it is so essential to dehumanise and demonise them beforehand.

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