Jimmy Weasel - Tuesday, 5 January 2010 - 17:27:19 - print it raw
More than death and taxes, the New Year brings with it the certainty of Ignorance. The flotilla of blindingly terrible actions by allsorts throughout the year will no doubt be repeated as tragic lessons appear not to be learned.
"Common" sense isn't; heuristic anomaly has become the norm due to a pile-up on the neural pathway. Things will change the same day that consequences are recognised/feared: look both ways or you will be mowed down, wash your hands or you'll get gastroenteritis...
Until then, "There will be more calamities, more death, more despair. Not the slightest indication of a change anywhere."
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Undone, unbound, the sounds aground, life's taking the train with a soundtrack of harmonic dissonance, of inner turmoils and evolutionary spotchecking.
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