Blake dreamed of a green and pleasant land. What he saw around him was corruption, exploitation, greed, and hypocrisy. Is Blair's England any different? Is this a good place, or a neo-con illusion? Some observations.
Wednesday, April 06, 2005
Poem of the Day
There was an old fellow called Freud Thought religions should all be destroyed All those who feel sick Can go play with a prick Though vaginas may still be annoyed.
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