Just back from a trip to my local Costco, (Cash & Carry). I’m pleased to report that the Xmas decorations are ON SALE! What a relief.
As a general rule the most successful man in life is the man who has the best information. Benjamin Disraeli
Secrecy is for losers. For people who do not know how important the information really is.
Daniel Patrick Moynihan - Secrecy: The American Experience (1998)
[ame="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ShN8UIk5-mw"]The Power Of Love - Frankie Goes To Hollywood - YouTube[/ame]
Of all the stuff the Frankie´s put out, I found this the least interesting. I always had the impression they were going through the motions with this. It seemed the marketing people wanted a Christmas No. 1 and this was schmaltzy enough to ensure that.
There are other Christmas No. 1s that appealed to me more
Like this from 1979, for example
[ame="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=k_C0SK490h8"]Another Brick In The Wall(Part 2) - YouTube[/ame]
Man kann gar nicht soviel fressen wie man kötzen möchte!
Max Liebermann, Deutsche Maler.
Too early for Xmas just yet. A household across the road already have their place lit up like the north pole. Let's give it another week please.
Unusual Christmas present.
"I have never killed a man but I have read many obituaries with great pleasure". Clarence Darrow
One for the ladies.
Punctually at Christmas the soft plush
Of sentiment snows down, embosoms all
The sharp and pointed shapes of venom, shawls
The hills and hides the shocking holes of this
Uneven world of want and wealth, cushions
With cosy wish like cotton-wool the cool
Arms-length interstices of caste and class
And into obese folds subtracts from sight
All truculent acts, bleeding the world white.
Punctually that glib pair, Peace and Goodwill,
Emerge royally to take the air,
Collect the bows, assimilate the smiles,
Of waiting men. It is a genial time.
Angels, like stalactites, descend from heaven.
Bishops distribute their weight in words,
Congratulate the poor on Christ-like lack,
And the Member for the constituency
Feeds the five thousand and has plenty back.
Punctually, tonight, in old stone circles
Of set reunion, families stiffly sit
And listen; this is the night, and this the happy time
When the tinned milk of human kindness is
Upheld and holed by radio-appeal.
Hushed are hurrying heels on hard roads,
And every parlour’s a pink pond of light
To the cold and travelling man going by
In the dark, without a bark or bite.
But punctually tomorrow you will see
All this silent and dissembling world
Of silted sentiment suddenly melt
Into mush and watery welter of words
Beneath the warm and moving traffic of
Feet and actual fact. Over the stark plain
The stilted mill-chimneys spread once again spread
Their sackcloth and ashes, a flowing mane
Of repentance for the false day that’s sped.
W R Rogers
The Xmas market in the IFSC is *****....
Kim Wilde on the Tube with a tough audience:
[ame="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=3Ij8BpOa-Pg&feature=player_embedded"]Kim Wilde - Merry Christmas - YouTube[/ame]