- FASHION, n. A despot whom the wise ridicule and obey.
A king there was who lost an eye
In some excess of passion;
And straight his courtiers all did try
To follow the new fashion.Each dropped one eyelid when before
The throne he ventured, thinking
‘Twould please the king. That monarch swore
He’d slay them all for winking.What should they do? They were not hot
To hazard such disaster;
They dared not close an eye — dared not
See better than their master.Seeing them lacrymose and glum,
A leech consoled the weepers:
He spread small rags with liquid gum
And covered half their peepers.The court all wore the stuff, the flame
Of royal anger dying.
That’s how court-plaster got its name
Unless I’m greatly lying.
Naramy Oof
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The Family Institution: FOOD FIGHT
- I can’t think of anything to write about except families. They are a metaphor for every other part of society.
Filed under: Annoyances, Drinks, Eating Out, Family, Food, Friendships, Humour, Rants, Relationships, Subcultures, Thoughts
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Evil Genius: A HISTORY OF FAILURES
On two occasions, I have been asked [by members of Parliament], ‘Pray, Mr. Babbage, if you put into the machine wrong figures, will the right answers come out?’ I am not able to rightly apprehend the kind of confusion of ideas that could provoke such a question.
– Charles Babbage (1791-1871)
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