So I find myself in somewhat of an existential crisis these past few week...
What with current events, it would seem to be a good time for some of those pointy-headed PhD people to get busy and write an ‘annotated’ catalogue of all the dictators we’ve supported since WWII...
What with the recent catastrophe in Iran and Gaddafi’s defiant suppression of his rebel opposition...
Senseless words, neon-sequitur poetry...
Row, row, row your boat, gently down the stream that is...
When they sailed for Cuba in spring 1898, Spanish sailors assigned to a fleet...