Maybe sampling Stairway to Heaven backwards and then reversing it again.
Spooky, I was trying to ‘work’ in a Boleskine House reference, but it just wouldn’t take form…
Considering the title it’s ironic where this thread has gone
a man of consonant sorrow
Wll dn Rch. Gt t rght t yr scnd ttmpt.
It started with a 'turd'
and turned into
a 'vowel movement'
I am a ruminant*
good to know that you recognise the underbelly of society when it's served up on a plate, I cud go on…
*the second meaning of course!
Your turn to throw an olive branch into the mix.
Well thanks, but, I’m not sure that that’s how this narrative ‘arc’ works, unless those doves are building a ‘wickerman’… your pleas may be to Noah vail.
a total cluster-fuck.
Public services are becoming increasingly algorithmic, a reality that has spawned hyperbolic comparisons to RoboCop and Minority Report, enforcement droids and pre-cogs. But the future of high-tech policymaking looks less like science fiction and more like Google’s PageRank algorithm.
For example, according to the Chicago Tribune, Robert McDaniel, a 22-year-old Chicago resident, was surprised when police commander Barbara West showed up at his West Side home in 2013 to warn “the most dangerous gangbangers” to stop their violent ways. McDaniel, who had a misdemeanor conviction and several arrests on a variety of offenses—drug possession, gambling, domestic violence—had made Chicago’s now-notorious “heat list” of the 420 people most likely to be involved in violent crime sometime in the future. The list is the result of a proprietary predictive policing algorithm that likely crunches numbers on parole status, arrests, social networks, and proximity to violent crime.
Yeah I’m angry that we waste time here on him.
I would like to hear his excuses when the crops fail, though...
But I suspect he'd be out looting and otherwise looking out for 'Number One' at that point...
a four-term key government.
1: 'at the end of the day'
2: 'actually I don't remember'
his four stock 'terms' are becoming progressively more incoherent.
Let’s not forget Mr Jones is a master of equivocation and the hyperbolical ad hominem attack himself – the start to his last ‘column’ is a classic of the oeuvre:
News broke that the Prime Minister, presumably exercising a perk of office, had seemingly hurled a coffee-shop waitress to the floor, then not once but twice, and regardless of his accompanying wife’s feelings let alone those of the other patrons, their children, two sensitive pet dogs and a wheel-chaired granny, violently had his way with her. Then emerging triumphantly from under the table wearing her knickers on his head, he’d searched around for fresh victims, before launching salivating and naked into the street in a quest for fresh flesh to commit his vile corruptions on.
Now while this may sound like a personal fantasy on Mr Jones part – it in no way resembles the truth and seeks to belittle the facts of the affair – it purely seeks to stir emotion and desensitize the reader who may feel the stirrings of empathy that might otherwise arise in a straight reading of the events.
Recently he was heard to pontificate that all beard wearers were wowsers – yet a photo of Bob Jones with a truly Mephistophelean beard does exist on the net (pictured with his younger brother Lloyd)
Jones is not known as a team player but I have found at least one picture of him leading a posse of eager young men into a friendly version of the ‘beautiful game’
(and as a footnote there are at least two PA ‘posters’ in this picture…)