Given that his recent political videos are quite good, I can't help but wonder if Schwarzenegger only became a Republican because he assumed that a conservative political affiliation was the best move for his showbiz career. Perhaps he has realized that his true fans weren't the Republican dads who bought tickets to see his films theatrically in the eighties, but their Democratic children who memorized his movies on VHS and on cable. It's a shame he didn't experience this epiphany before becoming governor of California because this video and the one on the Proud Boys are better messaging than what is coming out of respectable channels.
"And “the Ukraine” is insulting since the country defiantly rejects the definitive article, which makes it sound like a province rather than a sovereign state."
I had always understood as a geographical name for the region, not the country, but they say no, so.
Also, a dirt simple change that you think would be easy for a songwriter* to notice & fix: 'Ireland's sorrow and pain/Is now the Ukraine' should be 'Ireland's sorrow and pain/Is now in Ukraine'? Now it's merely pedestrian? Granted, the whole thing is bloody horrible, and the pencil scritches should have been covered over with black marker, the page ripped out and torn into pieces and the whole thing tossed in the can without being shown to anyone, preferably including one's self. (I've done it, so. Bad outing, have another go at it.)
What I actually want is to figure out how to fulfil the tantalizing promise offered up by the simple concept of Vogon-class poetry. Poetry that is not so poorly done, but deeply & profoundly bad, that as soon as you started to read it aloud babies would begin wailing, people would shuffle uneasily in their seats, expressions turning to deep sadness, followed by the steady exist of people walking out in an ever-increasing tumultuous tumble under the room was empty and even the flies were dying in mid-air, and the shadow of death would cross over the hearts over everyone in a half-mile radius, even if they could not directly sense the horror of those people fleeing the immediate vicinity. Understand I do NOT mean some magical incantation but some seemingly AI-engineered almost perfectly bad sequence of letters and spaces that would produce the actual effect of magic, like a Robert Louis Stevenson novel if it had been accidently ghost-written by Cthulhu.
('Guys, it's just a poem... well, I thought it came out OK.' 😂🤣😜)
(Also, if 'In his house at R'lyeh dead Cthulhu waits dreaming.', how long exactly is he sacked out for? A few thousand year-long nap? A good, solid uh, night's rest so he can awaken after a few million years and then head out for the Eldritch Gloom Undying Gods Golf Course? Or is he in hibernation until the universe is burned out and he can wake up at the dawn of an eternity of infinite darkness? On the other hand, maybe he is snoozing and dreaming about the tourist brochures he had out the previous 'day' and thinking about that one cute burned-out ember haunted by the ghosts of the idiot species who had self-annihilated and were perpetually hanging about and moaning about it all the time.)
Given that his recent political videos are quite good, I can't help but wonder if Schwarzenegger only became a Republican because he assumed that a conservative political affiliation was the best move for his showbiz career. Perhaps he has realized that his true fans weren't the Republican dads who bought tickets to see his films theatrically in the eighties, but their Democratic children who memorized his movies on VHS and on cable. It's a shame he didn't experience this epiphany before becoming governor of California because this video and the one on the Proud Boys are better messaging than what is coming out of respectable channels.
"And “the Ukraine” is insulting since the country defiantly rejects the definitive article, which makes it sound like a province rather than a sovereign state."
I had always understood as a geographical name for the region, not the country, but they say no, so.
Also, a dirt simple change that you think would be easy for a songwriter* to notice & fix: 'Ireland's sorrow and pain/Is now the Ukraine' should be 'Ireland's sorrow and pain/Is now in Ukraine'? Now it's merely pedestrian? Granted, the whole thing is bloody horrible, and the pencil scritches should have been covered over with black marker, the page ripped out and torn into pieces and the whole thing tossed in the can without being shown to anyone, preferably including one's self. (I've done it, so. Bad outing, have another go at it.)
What I actually want is to figure out how to fulfil the tantalizing promise offered up by the simple concept of Vogon-class poetry. Poetry that is not so poorly done, but deeply & profoundly bad, that as soon as you started to read it aloud babies would begin wailing, people would shuffle uneasily in their seats, expressions turning to deep sadness, followed by the steady exist of people walking out in an ever-increasing tumultuous tumble under the room was empty and even the flies were dying in mid-air, and the shadow of death would cross over the hearts over everyone in a half-mile radius, even if they could not directly sense the horror of those people fleeing the immediate vicinity. Understand I do NOT mean some magical incantation but some seemingly AI-engineered almost perfectly bad sequence of letters and spaces that would produce the actual effect of magic, like a Robert Louis Stevenson novel if it had been accidently ghost-written by Cthulhu.
('Guys, it's just a poem... well, I thought it came out OK.' 😂🤣😜)
(Also, if 'In his house at R'lyeh dead Cthulhu waits dreaming.', how long exactly is he sacked out for? A few thousand year-long nap? A good, solid uh, night's rest so he can awaken after a few million years and then head out for the Eldritch Gloom Undying Gods Golf Course? Or is he in hibernation until the universe is burned out and he can wake up at the dawn of an eternity of infinite darkness? On the other hand, maybe he is snoozing and dreaming about the tourist brochures he had out the previous 'day' and thinking about that one cute burned-out ember haunted by the ghosts of the idiot species who had self-annihilated and were perpetually hanging about and moaning about it all the time.)
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thanks for that, Jeet, I needed the giggle