*goes away for Mylanta*

You can’t shirt-tail a myth without breaking eggs.

indeed Laura…but i always had a penchant for Spanish omelette…& Ken Loach…particulary ‘Kes’ & ‘Land & Freedom’.

I’ve heard pirranhas aren’t as deadly as we once believed

They still remain glassy-eyed though - albeit in a warm cuddly kinda way.

i’ve heard pirranhas aren’t as deadly as we once believed

True. All too true.

And a shirt has a tail but does not bark.

depends on whose shirt tail yer pulling on…some even HOWL.

And for those of us who don’t, your point is what?

it’s your point i’m more wondering about…i’ve heard pirranhas aren’t as deadly as we once believed…myths are made for breaking…line ‘em up & then stick in the oven…bake & ye shall find.

the cesspool has a habit of calling home its own

And a shirt has a tail but does not bark.

How do you hold an inferno, anyway?

With unpredictability & guise?

you actually give a sod about the masses

And for those of us who don’t, your point is what?

How do you hold an inferno, anyway? Tongs?

Perhaps you could ask Francis Bacon?

(sound of a sizzling frontal lobe)

Yep. I’ll be back by 7. I’ll get some milk and a loaf of bread on the way.

stop by the detention centre on yer way & give it a salute if ya get the chance

the cesspool has a habit of calling home its own…

Yep. I’ll be back by 7. I’ll get some milk and a loaf of bread on the way.

if it transpires you actually give a sod about the masses, then speak it out or forever hold your infernos in the basement deserved.

[sound of crickets]
How do you hold an inferno, anyway? Tongs?

Sorry, nasking, whose case? Thompson’s, Dickens’, or Orwell’s?

one i’ve making for a long time Fiasco…that no matter how much you aspire to be one of the Ruling Class…the cesspool has a habit of calling home its own…no matter how in vogue & chic yer words, that murky pond will only cough you out again when it realises your unpredictability & guise.

if it transpires you actually give a sod about the masses, then speak it out or forever hold your infernos in the basement deserved.

Yes and do make sure it’s a nice long rest too. The poor thing must be exhausted after all that exertion and exhortation.

On the bed you were hiding under perhaps Nabs?…have a stimulating rest did you, fired up all those finely wired neurons of yers so you can emerge all glossy & new?

As for how it all shakes out in the long run, well if we could predict it then it wouldn’t be fun.

I rest my case.

Yes and do make sure it’s a nice long rest too. The poor thing must be exhausted after all that exertion and exhortation.

cyberworld = riverworld?…

Waterworld = Disneyworld = Wayne’s World = Wobbie’s World = ? …

As for the Lurkers…Observers…Keen to Have a Go…I yell, “COME ON , JUMP IN!…:)

That’s right. What’s to fear? You can only ever be more coherent than people like nasking, and you can only ever be patronised by people as self-important and unpleasant as me.

“History is hard to know, because of all the hired bullshit, but even without being sure of �history� it seems entirely reasonable to think that every now and then the energy of a whole generation comes to a head in a long fine flash, for reasons that nobody really understands at the time — and which never explain, in retrospect, what actually happened.�

- Dr. Hunter S. Thompson

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The Murdochs, Blairs & Shanahans of the World, even WE…may want to reflect on this:

“He wondered, as he had many times wondered before whether he himself was a lunatic. Perhaps a lunatic was simply a minority of one. … But the thought of being a lunatic did not greatly trouble him: the horror was that he might also be wrong.�

- George Orwell, ‘1984′
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From one of the more interesting characters in our past:

There are dark shadows on the earth, but its lights are stronger in the contrast. Some men, like bats or owls, have better eyes for the darkness than for the light. We, who have no such optical powers, are better pleased to take our last parting look at the visionary companions of many solitary hours, when the brief sunshine of the world is blazing full upon them.�

- Charles Dickens (�Pickwick Papers�)
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(more delicious quotes can be found at: http://www.vandine.biz/quotes-and-excerpts/)

Well said Mark. A competent & articulate summary of some recent events.

Jason, you certainly got me thinkin’ about where this is all heading…in some ways I see the eruption & resulting entity that is the Blogosphere as being similar to the ‘awakenings’ & journey & conflict in ‘to your scattered bodies go’ by Philip Jose Farmer…

cyberworld = riverworld?…

At the round earth’s imagin’d corners, blow
Your trumpets, angels, and arise, arise
From death, you numberless infinities
Of souls, and to your scattered bodies go.

‘Aspects’ as in Bedford’s ‘Great Sky River’…

…genetic memory, accumulating the world’s available knowledge in the datasphere for easy access & use…words the tools of a generation…how many sci-fi writers have dived into this very same river…?

Rather than being worried Mark, I imagine Murdoch is thrilled by the fact he’s hit the rapids again…might be hoping his ticker will hold out. It’s probably some of the shareholders, creditors…& wolves & rodents that do his bidding that are in a state of perpetual panic…& worry.

As for the Lurkers…Observers…Keen to Have a Go…I yell, “COME ON , JUMP IN!…:)…this river is one wild ride but worth every freakin’ moment…the more join in, the more WE can ensure the blogosphere, cyber-world doesn’t become the preserve of the propaganda-obsessed, the ivory tower lurkers, the con artists, the Zealots, the money lenders, the ‘full of themselves’…& the pedantic…whoosh…:)

I don’t think it’s much to do with conniving influence, because the tone was so obviously one of spontaneous emotion. In terms of actual political strategy, they played their cards very badly.

Where are all those so-called ‘right wing’ blogs?

Where are the ‘bombing Iraq is us’ blogs?

Where are the RWDB blogs?

What still lives? What else has fallen? Why?

I do think the key to this is to go back to the role this comment plays in the political class. It is that influence that The Australian is battling over, which is why they are more willing to go public on an attack on the blogs (because they are already being read in these circles) than if they were purely writing for the broader readership.

For example, it could be argued that we see support to Dennis’s argument on the importance within the political class of Howard’s rise in Newspoll’s preferred PM ranking if it was a factor in the timing of Howard’s dare to the Cabinet today to name him as the ‘problem’.