Posted by sigismund on April 16, 2018, at 0:47:47
In reply to Re: I make no comment » sigismund, posted by beckett2 on April 14, 2018, at 21:57:11
Post Empire? Not to be confused with Post War, whatever it was called by Tony Judt.
In those days people from Australia and NZ felt they were defending the British Empire. There was a problem with the Irish, and therefore Catholicism and conscription became a big issue.
That was Eliot, as is this, brought to mind by the forest of false flags and feints. It is hard for me to believe in anything I hear. Which brings to mind from Eliot
These with a thousand small deliberations
Protract the profit of their chilled delirium,
Excite the membrane, when the sense has cooled,
With pungent sauces, multiply variety
In a wilderness of mirrors.and from Ezra Pound
There shut up in his castle, Tairirans,
She who had nor ears nor tongue save in her hands,
Goneah, goneuntouched, unreachable!
She who could never live save through one person,
She who could never speak save to one person,
And all the rest of her a shifting change,
A broken bundle of mirrors!And from Grace Slick (with apologies)
You want two heads on you body
And you've got two mirrors in your hand.
Priests are made of brick with gold crosses on a stick
And your hands are too small for this land.
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