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Another one of those days, was fun, did the backyard duties,
strung up the chook feeder on bricks, much better, they'd been into it with
their feet, tried a bit of hedge trimming, and played with the primus, trying
to rig up heating of the old burnt garden tools for the Festival, piled them up
on top of the primus and they got hot, just fiddled about in the backyard...
And lit the barbeque just as Major Tom called me to have a
few beers, up the club, he has done his house up a treat, all decorated with
memorabilia, and sits on bright royal red carpet, shows it all off, brown
leather lounges, he's spending big dough he reckons on fixing the place up...
He was so funny, entertaining anyway, everything had a story
and even his wife a Scot, so strict and colonial, she'd been a sort of Basil
Faulty in her businesses he'd bought for her, she did embroidery was the old
kind of wife, traditional, she'd always had servants in all his colonial
postings...
Cause he's the original James Bond, security work getting
special jobs to go and handle, and then some stories he couldn't tell, some
things he'd sworn not to do he'd never do... I stirred him about Where's a
picture of the queen? oh dear, he has a special one taken with her
evidently, he'd got loyalty overload, and then I said You haven't got it
behind the toilet door? Oh no he's a Queen's man...
He had a French rocking chair and some gold plates, and then
reneged on telling the story behind it, he never speaks of active service
things but goes on with all the other anecdotes and forgets the ones he's in
while starting another, he's such a character, he says, Yes that's what you
get when you're paid to kill, and then cause he's on such a large pension
not like the ex-GG Archbishop though, like a modest sum but the Archbishop got
away with 10 times plus, but Major Tom had earnt his...
His two Scotties are now his company, and they kept being
nice, like last week they were trying to snap at me...
He had nice things to say about his wife, but she must have
been a terror for egalitarian Aussies, she was running a hotel like Faulty
Towers where people coming to book in were told to come back after the siesta
afternoons of a civilised society...
And oh and he gave a dissertation on the Jews, he speaks
Arabic, and French fluently with no accent, and Russian and German, and
Italian, and something else... He had been doing Iraq postings for years, he
can list famous people you'd never know who were runaway Jews fleeing the Germany
under Hitler...
He did the Jewish conspiracy about having the precious arts
of Europe smuggled out and up through Mexico, and then goes on the say it's all
over the Jews, since they got Israel and moved the Palestinians on...
He keeps denying he's anything radical though cept for the
Queen, he's one of those fawning lovers of the livery stuff, the DSO and all,
but then keeps saying, But that doesn't matter... Reckons he was told by
Ming never to lose his accent...
He has a picture of the Ayreshire dray, with eight huge
lovely draught horses, the ones I speak to at Royal Easter Shows, Draught
Horses pulling a Beer Waggon and has connections with that family marrying into
his wife's family, but not his family he's a real commoner, ha, such a dear on
his nice side, but a warrior for his majesty... He has a connection still with
Menzies family...
So I have met Major Tom, a retired James Bond, and he's just
as wild and woolly as ever, cept he's a Royal Blind Loyal, he loves all the
Crown Affairs, the security for the power of the throne, he's the man... Can
you hear me Major Tom... This is Ground Control to Major Tom... Retired on a
pension but he earnt it, so what the hell...
Another warning about the credit collapse to come, the next
depression warning, cash-up to do something when the collapse comes, buy up the
cheaper stuff... Where's Govt guaranteed interest? When will we know, well I know
there's gonna be a collapse, they reckon credit is now nine times the asset
value? Same as when all these other topplings happened... It comes as a
collapse in confidence, suddenly, they all pull their heads in and bail out,
runs on banks, fire sales...
Doing nothin, downloaded fixes from Microsoft, so many to
plug holes for security, and the new windows media player last night till 3 am
and now I'm suffering, it's a lovely day, just gorgeous outside...
Another ride today so I did breakfast and took off... It's
just a perfect day out there... Down through the stadium behind Bruce, and then
down, down to Dickson and waddled thru the shops, out the back somewhere
through Ainslie and then into the city and leant on a pole in the concourse
area, then around London Circuit, saw the Shakespearean Theatre and the Law
Courts, did London Circuit, and then Civic again, and then down onto the lake
it was beautiful...
Went west and found a spot on the northern Lakes banks, the
Carillon, looks like a special place, and then the Boat House... Came back
through car parks and the US Eagle thingo, replete with security guard
hopelessness...
And then up Anzac Avenue through the Memorials and had the
echoes of thoughts of all the people who think in these places, is there
something strangely eerie in contemplating the dead of the wars? I thought I
may as well finish off all the young lives lost for them, but so lazy...
When I went thru Dickson I saw Major Tom again, what a
coincidence, coming out with his shopping, must be cheaper down there? He said
how drunk he was the other day apologetic...
Said I was gonna see the War Memorial, he used to be a guide
there and in the Old Parliament House, he said there were volunteer jobs there
as a guide? Hmmm, imagine who you could meet...
So I rode and rode past all these house homes all different,
all sort of cute and little and snug, the winter stripped shrubs and trees,
letting in the sun, already hot-tish, watching the traffic looking at all the
blonde pony tails, it's a fantastic place...
There was the Folk Festival at Jamberoo, ended up in a wild
wind storm and had to evacuate the tent, it was really wild, so many funny
little things strung together, but I forgot, there was the campsite being
called the Beirut backyard, there was all the setting up and making do...
There was Allargando the Peugeot Gypsy man, he had built a
Bush Bass like a commode and had the songs from some rare collection by Shortis
and Simpson in a choir, he was unintelligible singing away, so much the free
spirit, so I was laying about in that lounge chair...
And then Amanita was creating a cover for her cooking, she
was the lost soul from the North Coast, up in the mountains, had the ferals
look and could play the mandolin, she was lovely really, a Greenie and she hung
around with us a little, and finally had her camp wrecked in the wind... We
thought that Amanita and Allargando would hit it off, but Allargando was a
go-getter and was always popping up with new possibilities...
I saw a fabulous act, Vardos, girls from Melbourne with
Romanian roots, and so unique and so fabulous to witness, cause the wind storm
had meant a quick dismount for some of the venues and the audience had all run
away, I spose we should have gone too, as it turned out, but the Vardos Group
played acoustically this time, and we all sat up close in the big top ring...
Vardos were fabulous, and the fiddler Yolana was such a classic,
she had put on this Romanian accent to do the jokes, all the irony and
surprise, the accordion girl was so good as well, and had these looks to put
something more querulous into the act, but the lead fiddler was just unreal,
she was in a Charlie Chaplain mode as well, she would zip in and out like a
duel, she'd zap the Bass Player, and then swirl around, and then change her
face, and then act out the seeking of the lost goats, she was fantastic... And
not many would have seen that live acoustic performance, so Gypsy in essence,
and her fiddling was right up there, I'd put her in the Mark Oats class...
Yolana, the Romanian Gypsy Fiddler, she is a new hero...
Time is flying, but still it travels slower in the Capital,
just can't get through the news much anymore, it's the Little BullArtiste
giving the lie to just about everything, he has a built in spin doctoring
deviousness, and then justifies it with generalities about the Australian
people, which have proven correct I guess, like the Average Aussie Dinner Table
talk about Boat People would have been Sink the Bastards, and so they
metaphorically did it with the Tampa and then what happened to sabotage Sieve X
, and then there's all the fuss about throwing kids overboard, when I reckon
the truth lies somewhere in the belief those boat people had of their kids
being rescued aboard an Aussie Navy ship and being safe...
But then the war on Afghanistan and then Iraq?
Justification? It's just a pack of lies and Neo Conspiracy Theories driven by
Empire Building as well, and the real justifications are more likely to have
been some Texas Lounge Chair Reassurances by the Balmy Bush Administration to
look after the Little Twit's interests? A visit by George Dubbya-Dubbya-III,
wow what a coup...
Surely a nice long list of Debacles by the So-Called Liberal
Govt of Australia would make polls swing, all the way through their miserable
terms, there has been one disaster after another, from killing off Canberra's
Public Service to the Telstra Grab, and cover ups, and Lies, saving necks in
Parliament, where the responsibility is to resign, or really to be sacked by
the Governor-General but look who he appointed, what a joke they are...
Still there's been a lot more opinions coming out about just
how the ideology of these Dry Heartless Anti-Public Service creeps have changed
society and influenced the world in such a pitiful way, even the next
generation who have always copped blame are now really denied...
I heard one talk where the liberating forces in the Sixties
had removed the regulations, and cut the red tape and so forth, but never
implemented anything in replacement, so there's nothing structured to look
after society, and Government have thrown their hands up and said You take
the Risks, You look after yourself, You deal with the problems...
They just squirm out of responsibility with Small Government
chants, and Cut Taxes, and Globalism and Free Trade mantras that are just
rubbish, they haven't got the guts to really look after a society, they say
it's just inevitable but it's a jungle and the competition will drive the
losers back in history to slavery and servants...
The catchcries ought to be to Tax Big Business, and Tax
Imports, do some wealth distribution by way of cutting edge jobs with good
wages, and make full interesting employment with security the task of
Government...
There's nothing worse than hearing all this claptrap about
imports and exports being the big thing, all it does is make slavery conditions
for export workers to compete with overseas and rich importers who do bugger
all but set prices to clean up and create that huge credit card bubble... When
are we ever gonna hear someone championing Protection for Aussie jobs and
industry and farming...
The last Music Festival was a reflection of those Ways Of
Life going wrong, I felt a revulsion for what was happening, from seeing
young men reduced to servants, having the most visible working Group being the
Security Guards, they were everywhere and being useless to boot, they had
Caesar and Trojan locked up in dog cages, there were huge lights glaring down
on the Festival which was sitting inside wire fences just like the Aussie
Detention Camps, concentration style...
But the whole event had a money making feel behind it and
you were supposed to go and spend, spend, spend, so it was society reflected in
the new, and the old traditions of generous participation and enjoyment given
way to consumerism and yuppie ungraciousness... And then the wind storm hit,
like the Armageddon weather was with us again, and it was wild...
So we reap the wild winds, from the Selfish Uncaring
Capitalism imported, and then the world's weather contortions from the
destruction of nature, what a result from Life On Earth, the dying Gaia,
and all these wankers on the God business, well if there was a god, and there
isn't, a god would be so pissed off with what humanity has done to that lovely
planet before those monkey men played with fire sticks, I should think there
would be a hell in store, and it looks like we're getting it...
Read my lips, Raise Taxes, redistribute those maxi profits
from the big end into where the money is really needed, those wankers on the
Redneck Radio and Big End TV and Monopolised Supermarkets, Big Collusion
Business, the big ones, tax the big ones, the bigger they are the more tax they
should contribute to the services sector, and don't vote for those heartless
tax cutters who are only interested in themselves, the Amanda's and the Peter's
and the whole So-Called Liberal party and right wing Labor for that matter, why
the hell you let stingy stuck up cretins reduce the tax cake is just plain
stupid, particularly rich big enders...
And tax the speculation sector, like they do bugger all but
bet on numbers, and get away with the spoils, there ought to be a transaction
tax on stock market betting in the way of transaction taxes so the more
speculation the more tax they pay, there ought to be tax relief for private
producers who employ more people, like the more people on the payroll, the less
tax on the corporate governance...
You have to use tax to mould society to produce the best
outcomes where jobs provide customers, that’s' the secret of capitalism, not
competitive gobbling up of other owners, there ought to be a limit on the slice
of the market too, like a million customers ought to provide a business enough,
that would mean some 20 supermarket chains, 20 petrol distributors for
instance, not just two or three in collusion cornering the buying prices...
Spreading the monopolies out would provide more interesting
Jobs and innovation becoming the mainstay of competition not just price... I
reckon men love tools, workshops and making things basically, women love men,
so we need our men to make everything for us and be happy, don't import it from
poor un-unionised people on low wages, cause they get the good life from
employment eventually when they do get unionised and we will be too late to
catch up, left with making beds...
China is where everything is made, can any Aussie kids make
a TV? A car? Appliances? Reinvent Energy Infrastructure? Do something
worthwhile and not flap about on some big coat-tails, like Uncle Sam's? Not to
mention our erstwhile friends, China? Want a job? Become a boat person to
China...
Those bluddy awful economist gurus aren't worth a feed, just
like their historic precedents, like witch doctors, stargazers, astrologers and
priests, they should stick to predicting the weather and the dogs, rather than
the futures of our futures... Can any one of their models tell you how to win
Lotto?
No Risk is the way to go, none of this living on the
precarious claptrap, they used to complain about Aussies living in cotton wool
when we had a mixed protected economy, well what's wrong with that? Why do
these Eco-Rationalists want everyone to suffer in some competition? Sitting
back and watching is the way to go... Remember the Relaxed And Comfortable
Lie of Lies?
These Eco-Drongos need to go in a competitive race over a
cliff somewhere, preferably over a high one, the higher they get the further
they fall... Into a recycling bin would be good, with a worm farm to digest
their latest Economic Speculations... And it's speculation talk, I know I do it
all the time, that sets off the runs, and they keep talking up a crisis in
confidence now, right when you really shouldn't, but these media people are
dangling on a pay packet string they don't want cut, so why give them any
credence?
Being on a Public Pay Packet should let people talk and
provide freedom of speech, but look at what happens to the ABC? We now have
Living by Threat... Opinion from the private pay packet is threatened by being dropped
by the boss, opinion from the public sector is under threat of funding cuts,
that's immoral for a democracy... So therefore the politicians being owned by
Big Business are immoral too... They're contorted... It's bad for democracy...
You know, the democracy we're jamming down Iraqi Moslem
Fundamentalist throats, but that's not democracy either, like it's only the
chosen ones will get to be voted on, Osama and Saddam wont be a candidate in
that democracy... But we have another General, a Mr Clarke running in the USA
Presidential, hmmm, history in the making, but force fed democracy, so
distasteful...
Deregulation is another word for lawlessness, everything
that gets deregulated ends up ripping you off, like the banks, cripes what
could be worse than privatised banking, oh, privatised medicine? Makes you
sick… Privatised TeleComs? Text me sms… They've privatised the food they get in
the army now, spose McMurders will become the army canteens... Be good if is
was just for our enemies, like maybe the US should try it... They're on the
creep into schools already anyway, get em while they're young... Besides
profits on Public Services should go into the tax pool, not share dividends for
want for nots… Telstra profit streams belong to the public, it’s a goldmine…
On Geraldine Droob last night the topic was the
disappearance of integrity from society, the politics of lies and spin (that's
sin with a P in it), and how the general public has closed it's mind and eyes
and ears to the whole political claptrap, so lies and cheating and corruption
go unreported and anything that's said is tempered with who's holding the purse
strings... They had that Sydney Institute adviser to the Little Twitching Eyes
Darting Liar, and there was the speechwriter for Keating once, and our Carmen,
but no one would have seen it, less the Light on the Hill people, and
Cavers for that matter, and that Light On The Hill shines from brilliant to
shady now...
But it was a good talk on Compass about the way Polls are
taken and become the whip for any other opinion, and the media hunt down anyone
who says anything out of step and starts saying the Party is falling apart and
disintegrating, so everyone buttons up and lies to avoid the heat, it's
wicked...
So no one is saying anything anymore, cept Mark Latham, and
that stuff's non-event... I reckon there only has to be someone who opens up
like Pauline did and there'd be a landslide... And the history is right too
cause of flagrant capitalist market driven bubbles which are gonna burst, well,
deflate slowly if we don't lissen to the Eco-Drongos so much.... They said we
are the most well informed society in economics, cripes, the eighties took
credit for it, Sold The Dummy I'd call it...
So what the hell is Mark Latham up to? Doing the Chifley
thing? And how come he's where he is, and making out the rough and tough
thingo, he likes John Singo is enough to damn him straight off, like
advertising fees go straight on top of prices and create ogres like The Parrot
and the Golden Tonsils, it's a tax on your backs for a few dumbos to flaunt
ostentatious wealth, doing bad things to power, snake oil salesman typos, so
Mark has strange bedfellows, cept for Simon, and then this savings plan? Aren't
you supposed to get bank deposit interest on your guaranteed savings?
Giving handouts for saving? I dunno where that comes from, a
back room somewhere? Weird, when there's all these traditional working class
problems writhing about in the economy, why doesn't Labor stand up for them? Is
it a Where's The Money Coming From question? The answer is from those
who can most afford it, easy, Read My Lips, Raise Taxes... Not on me
though...
Another topic raised it's ugly head again, the veil, how
this religious sign has become so divisive and so discriminating, and so evil
in effect, having a thing flaunted is like a red rag to a bull... I heard all
these problems in Europe where rules are being made about it, all because of
what? A stupid religious custom based on jealousy and slavery and humiliation
and domination, such a religious edict would never get a free vote down, cause
it comes with threat and domination and the sooner it goes the better, we don't
have to carry such discriminating signs about in secular society, it's our
cross to bear? Oh dear... Where's my sun hat...
The United Nations, finally, at long last, now it's
necessary again, for running the world, and not some half cocked American Big
Time residents, so the D word keeps popping up, Democracy, so how do you do it
with the United Nations to represent the richest - poorest, secular - fundies,
black - white, ethnicity, 1st - 3rd, how do they all get the franchise? How do
you spread the vote evenly, fairly? Would just numbers win? Wouldn't Educated
People Only be better than fundies? Like colonialism by the gunboat? Like,
maybe apartheid on living standards? And People Who Own Everything so
they look after their own interests would be better, cause they say care about
what they own more? Like weren't black slaves in America worth more then than
they are now?
So maybe choosing a method using popularity should be the
way, the only people to sit in the United nations should be the most popular to
represent some number of voters? So say 200 seats are provided and the world's
population geographically, or better still selectively enrols itself, enrolling
itself is another subject... And the electorate itself selects it's
representative, where they all have to vote and take part, or else...
Or else what, nowadays the United nations passes resolutions
that aren't enforced, but the resolutions are all undemocratic, like the
Security Council is not right... Having vetoes should also be democratic so
maybe there should be twenty with vetoes, that are elected by the 200 out of
themselves they elect 20 Speakers who sit as the Security Council, so that the
twenty veto votes would be democratic, based on persuasions in speech out
loud, show it on TV all day, then the world's problems could be addressed more
appropriately I reckon...
We all get to listen with an interpreter unless English
becomes the language, no interpretations necessary, but then the French would
say that for French... You just to have a dominant culture declared for it,
Earthlings, we could all become earthlings and speak Earthish... See? Just do
what I say... Problem solved...
The real problem would be corruption, the highest crime of
treason to the Planet would have to be corrupting the democracy of such a
process, so the harshest penalty of the Unites Nations ought to be corruption
of the democratic process, would that be the ultimate sanction? You'd need a
judicial system as well, and the Enforcement powers to have to dealt with, and
also who is the President? He has to be one of the 20 Speakers I reckon...
But then who is the sovereign power of Earth? Like, don't
you need a referee sitting outside of exercising power, but who can only order
a re-election in a deadlock? I'd like to call that person The Guardian, as if
to say, the one we nearly all respect to take good care of everything... That
person would have to be appointed by the 200 Seats, with a 2/3 majority,
meaning that they have confidence in that one person to be fair... Simple
enough... Should avoid a dickhead like Bush ever getting there...
The half cocked George Dubbya-Dubbya-III's war on those two
other countries? Whole Sovereign countries, and he decides on his own to
declare a war with pre-emptive strike? It's just unacceptable, and then the
Fundie world will reckon they all can do it, and anarchy, like now, so what do
you need? A collective action by the whole world to democratically deal with
the problem, might mean we get something done about ruining the planet too,
cripes we might even survive...
How come it's all so obvious, as the likeness of Bush to a
chimp...
But the interesting thing would be how to enrol yourself in
one of 200 seats? Would each Cause Celeb gather a cluster of votes to it? And
would they spread themselves out over the 200, and then the Sub Causes that
best associate with them find their way in as well, would it mean people could
vote for causes in a big tick list but no more than 200 ticks... Wouldn't you
end up with 200 parties? With differing lists of causes on their agendas, where
people expect those causes to be dealt with, hmmm, a huge computer network
could do it...
So that you end up positioning yourself in a seat that
represents your best interests, wow I wonder what the political landscape would
really look like... It would mean the things you tick off would associate you
with most likely others who have similar ticks, and then the computer has to
smooth them out over 200 seats... Swingers? Would you need swinging seats, for
people who change, I spose it would end up in two blocks on either side of the
political divide and just some independent swingers would change their
constituency...
It might work, but would take ten years for everyone to sort
themselves into a seat which represents what they believe, maybe not, they may
be some massive enrolment at the inception which defines itself, it somehow has
to work on numbers though and having ticked your 200 causes, then you would be
in a computational whirl until the numbers are smoothed into amalgams of the
closest ticks. Seems feasible, you'd see a sliding scale of the real political
landscape as it refined itself...
But how would you define a box to tick? A small
constitution, a platform, would be required, maybe linking to some grander tick
box above, but defining some contentious thing more specifically, you can go
ticking as low as you can go, make all your choices, wow, that's democratic,
but who is the person who ends up as head of the ticket? The Speaker? Well all
the candidates will speak their minds and the people enrolled will vote for
them till there's a majority for One Speaker, representing 1/200th of the
world's population who want to be with one another in more ways then not... I
wonder who I'd be in with? Who you'd be in bed with politically? I wouldn't be
in bed with the Little Twitch... Or George Dubya-Dubya-III , or Tony B Lair,
specially not Richard Perle... . But, cripes, we'd be outnumbered...
But how do you get to be nominated as a candidate for a
seat? You'd have to already have a following? But the nominee is supposed to
represent the Platform of Causes for the Seat? I wonder how you name the Seats
to somehow galvanise adherence... By giving out how to tick slips? If you tick
these 200 ticks you'll get Green Social Service Seat 66, and then you can vote
for So and So as a candidate for Speaker... The whole thing would churn once it
was turned on...
Voter identification? Cripes, an Earthling ID Number would
be the way... Now you'd have to get their name, address, sex, preferences, DNA
sample, race, education, status, family, income, convictions, diseases, health,
ummm... Politics? Pictures? References? Security classification? Outstanding
warrants? Easy, just ask the banks for a lend of theirs... You'd have to make
sure the people Bush and the Coalition have got locked up get to vote, that's a
fast growing population in itself... You'd end up with a bar code to keep with
you... One sweep and you're in, press 200 ticks and preference the candidates
and you're done, ticked off the roles, no one else can use your bar code after
that...
Some people who have their bar codes taken would be
disenfranchised, maybe they would sell them? Any interference like Branch
Stacking is corrupting the democratic process though, so there's that high
sanction hanging over them, heads will roll... Maybe you do need a
scanner for DNA and bar code simultaneously, but security is never foolproof...
Access to vote? What an enormous invasion of privacy, and you'd have to store
each Earthlings 200 preferences as well, so maybe it would be best all out in
the open, make genocide a lot easier though, cripes, what a can of worms, makes
being a Cave Hermit all the more attractive...
Every Time there's a reshuffle in the So-Called Liberal
Party in Australia it's like rearranging the firing squad for Blind Justice...
This time the Head Kicking Assassin gets Health! And the cause of it all
the Minister for Gold Mining Telstra For The Rich is going to go and
cash in, I spose... And the people the Little Twitch puts in charge always have
that Dracula in Charge of the Blood Bank quality, or else some Out Of
Sight Drone to shut down any queries cause it's just too boring to get an
answer, but at least Iron Bar is going, if a bit slow, while the Camp
Commandant of the Detention Centres, is going to put razor chain wire around
the whole National Security idea, the Laura Norder equivalent to capture the Frightened
By Spun Out Threats people, like every tactic the Little Twitch dreams up,
to garner his reputation as an astute Pollie, is really a sham...
Like the Welfare Minister was there to blame the unemployed
cause there were no jobs and to Cower Customers to a Privatised Jobs
Network, what a wank, and the Industrial Ministers were there to bludgeon the
Unions with workplace compulsory contracts, and the Immigration Minister was
there to blame and torture the refugees into not coming, the Army Minister was
there to keep benefits away from returned soldiers, the Treasurer is there to
put the tax burden on those less able to pay, the Health Minister is there to make
you pay for it and destroy Medicare, unless you can pick up a subsidy from
privatised insurance, The Communications Minister is there to make Telstra a
Rich Persons dream investment and to Kill the ABC with a thousand cuts, and the
Defence Minister is there to cut away at Self Defence cause all we need is a
tanker to go to war with America, to do the bullying overseas somewhere,
anywhere the Yanks want to Stamp Out people they don't like who happen to live
on top of resources... Or am I being cynical, slightly...
At the same time the Pope does a reshuffle of Cardinals to
perpetuate the Pedo Club, having the Archbishop of Sydney, now a pumped up
Cardinal, to go shuffling away with his eye on the top job, representing the
evil of Fundamentalism and No Change to those archaic primitive ideas of long
ago, these are people who tell the poor in over crowded countries to have more
kids, and behind the scenes run secret sex with children clubs, and then swear
to their dumb god to keep it secret as well... And they discriminate against
everyone they can't befuddle with their ignorance, they keep out and demonise
anyone else born with a difference... Big George, Off to Rome with no trees in
the courtyard, Good riddance... Hope he has a perpetual blackout...
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