this latest offering in the gotta knock Kate Humble off her perch so I too can afford Winterings in the bahamas... !!
I forgot what rhapsody even meant... and a lookup reminds one of rthat once fine Bohemian Rap..
Exactly....
"mamma...[as she's the only one back at home]
i just killed a ...ram....someone, not me, left the gate open... now it's dead....
some other mush-plenished junky beltin up The Road
at ninety miles an hr whacked it in the head..."
so yes.. The Minister with her " one hundred and sixty data points.."
and postcodes
Well at least a third maybe even half of them are places where the youth can go for a wander up into the land..
(the way it's always worked and always will,
is the lad up out of town well his parents are home less often so we'll saunter up there to his to pop our last pill)
So yes.. all their rediculous 'data points' as to what's wrong with the youngers..
And JonAthan Haidt AND HIS REDICULOUS ABSURDISM BLAMIN' ALL ON THE ALGORYTHM
OOPS ACCIDENTAL CAP NO TIME TO APPEAR UNSHOUTY, ME I NEVER DO
didn't even then...
In fact no point even saying to Mrs Farmer... "well you can be assured of one thing Mrs..i wasn't really raised by anyone on the land.. but i did know THE one country code honour coad rule so as to avoid Cormac's Road... gee whizz... a gate is for closing ... "
and the silent assumption: probably you too.
Is when long ago I had had enough of this whole lost loony Looking Glass land...
their mums too busy looking for their childhood 'vintage' one to put on Ebay so they can afford the materials to make the next dreamcatcher, prototype...
To teach 'em... close the ferkin gate!
Or the local farmers may just end up full or REAL hate.
The actual story of the land - and the rural 'places' and 'spaces' in fact no longer a 'story' the everywhere default.
.... almost impossible to get in any 'art'...
or even his notional "movement"
But why many farmers I've riffed with at the closed farm gate..long ago were pondering maybe better of in Romania ...
Might not be quite so much spacial cadettery
and in fact mania
Absolutely no point staying here, when by almost default no parent bothered ramming it in rather gentle-parenting, hard: want to live here at least learn to respect those farmers by closing their gates as if you don't their look mayn;'t be quite so ashram smiley or quite as un"traumatising" as mine
