
A teenage boy in 1825.
I waste my life so you don't have to
Low energy bulbs, soon to be unavoidable, might give you a migraine attack or make your skin rash worse. And as for what they do to Bryan Forbes…
Before we all decide to roll over and play dead as the John McCain train leaves the station (boy those are some mixed metaphors)but then, God help us, he comes out with this, without batting an eyelid:
It produced a foreign policy quagmire that eviscerated any opportunity to advance the conservative agenda at home, as I've complained in more detail elsewhere.You gotta watch those quagmires. They'll slit you up a treat.
She was wise, having lived through much personal turmoil, and brave: somebody who lived out her feminism in days when love and freedom could carry grim penalties… If intelligent people shouted long and loud enough at governments, she believed, truth would prevail. She often did prevail.
Furious men in the shires ask, "why have the British public not taken to the streets to hang these NuLab traitors?" … The beginning of the answer is that half the country doesn't care, and those angry enough to storm Parliament are middle-aged bloggers who aren't that keen to upset the glasses of scotch resting on their guts.