Maybe three folds:
One day, even when the noisiest " bird" of all comes to show off. ( They saw)... because this whole region, all of it...( i had no idea 18 months ago) is about showing off ...being seen... I didn't even look at it.
In one session, at last the hard book.... he deliberately made it obscure and a tad non sequitur
" are you able to follow me and my cheeky surrealist choping up the language? "
Of its time and place. But it was necessary to at last get to him ( love is wonderful.... and always finds a way of fuckin you up even on ultra commie times)
But then time and .... ?? i wonder what history will call the end days of the language in that not even the BBC never mind new new Blairite Labour, can manage basic grammar any more " we did big jobs on the language, as we are entitled to demand no one puts us right and teaches us, and then all the shit ... we leave someome else to clear them ( it) up" a bad example of even basic it/them they/it is consigned to pre consumerism-won, times...
it's just like communism...no different at all in fact..
The really interesting thing is just how ' they', plural, meaning all of them, must make noise.
It was a class matter a decade ago ( i notice EVERYthing), but even the middle to uppers seem to have raced to the lowest common denominator, of the entitlement to make noise. I make lots of noise, therefore am...
Unless i do i am not.
Of course that means one ...( you, not me) cannot hear oneself think: " exactly who, indeed, am i?" 'whom' even too precious for me. There are limits.
Nope pure consumerism, farted out as noiseism....
Which simply requires hard work to avoid. I work hard.
Anyway all i know is i have missed out slightly interesting chunks... for now.
And the one quiet one.... i noticed her - literally the only one... A month ago; and also lastyear June, ago.... I met at the worst place in the world - aside shitcreek.... her farming it. And she, alone, tracked me down...
She, alone, seems to understand
" simple"
