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The Bard of Stratford upon Avon wrote during the reign of Elizabeth 1, she in turn was queen during a time when there was slavery, therefore ................ he has to go !
Philistinism, wokism or both ?
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god that it is brilliant lol. 🤣 what a perfect little summary of conservative thinking, i couldn't have put it better myself.
"petulant objections to imperialism"... how very silly and woke it is to object to colonialism! how childish and silly to think that one people has no right to conquer another!
On the issue of culture, Douglas Murray (whom god preserve) has recently written of Rachel Reeves & Keir Starmer;
'They are the sort of politicians who have so little hinterland that when asked what his favourite novel was before the last election, Starmer said he doesn’t have one. A favourite poem? Doesn’t have one. To cap the anti-inspirational tenor of the times, he was asked about dreaming and he said he doesn’t dream. Even the most soulless politician ought to know that it is de rigueur to answer such an impertinent question by replying that you dream of a better Britain or something.'
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"'They are the sort of politicians who have so little hinterland that when asked what his favourite novel was before the last election, Starmer said he doesn’t have one. A favourite poem? Doesn’t have one."
But strangely neither do I.
I rarely read novels. I virtually never read them at home, only when on holiday. They normally have to be light hearted or amusing and I certainly don't have a "favourite" - unless you count the seven volumes of Spike Milligan's war "trilogy" - which I find hard to beat. In fact I can't even remember the title of the last novel I read.
As for poetry - I'd sooner watch paint dry. How anyone can pen such a load of drivel about seeing some daffodils growing by the side of a lake befuddles me. Good job WW didn't go there in Septmember or he'd have had nothing to write about.
I can just about get my head round a "Dirty British coaster with a salt-caked smoke stack." But unfortuantely that's in the last verse and by the time I've plundered through the exploits of the "Quinquireme of Nineveh from distant Ophir" and the "Stately Spanish galleon coming from the Isthmus" I've largely lost the will to live. I mean, who knows (without looking it up) what "gold moidores" are (apart from the fact that they conveniently rhyme with "plam-green shores"?
Mind you, you have to hand it to poets, though - their skills at manipulating the order of words in sentences so that their poems rhyme take some beating. For example:
"For oft, when on my couch I lie"
Or as we would say, "Often when I lie on my couch" but it wouldn't rhyme with "They flashed upon that inward eye".
Then:
"And then my heart with pleasure fills,"
Where anyone not suffering a poets' affliction would say "And then my heart fills with pleasure" - but of course it wouldn't rhyme with "daffodils".
Sorry, it's completely lost on me. Fortunately my (very enlightened) school allowed me to dip out of English Literature classes and study something more useful. But I wouldn't say it left me with "so little hinterland."
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