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Narcoleptics synonymous
According to his student Ascanio Condivi, c. 1550 Michelangelo “began to discuss [dissection] with Messer R[e]aldo Colombo, a very superior anatomist and surgeon… who sent him for this purpose the corpse of a Moor, a most handsome young man and, insofar as one could say, most suitable; and it was placed in S. Agata where I was and still am living, because of its being a remote place. On this corpse Michelangelo showed me many rare and recondite things.” [from The Life of Michelangelo. Trans. Alice Sedgwick Wohl; ed. Hellmut Wohl, 2nd ed. University Park, PA, 1999. Originally published as Vita de Michelangelo Buonarotti (Rome 1553)]
Woke up, it was a Brexit morning…
Very old cultural chickens coming home to roost
La Marqueta made a U-turn
The Great Game
The long game
Vive la Brexistance!
You Brexit, you bought it
Yeah, but I’m having a Brexistential krisis
Special Branch
Special trunk
Special roots
Special leaves
Left
I Brexist, therefore I am
Yeah, but what’s your Brexit strategy?
At this juncture, the first choral interlude, or parados, in Aristophanes’ The Frogs may be enlightening. Dionysus, despairing of Athens’ literary decline, attempts to bring Euripieds back from Hades. But first, he must cross a lake and here he encounters a chorus of frogs croaking: Brekekekèx-koàx-koáx [Βρεκεκεκὲξκοὰξκοάξ]. Deeply annoyed by what he perceives as their mockery, Dionysus, engages in a mocking debate [agon] with the frogs.
See, everyone has their idea of what makes for a good larf…
New York is a college town
And a collage town
Brekekekèx-koàx-koáx!
Last Brexit to Crooklyn
Brexcision
No reason to get Brexcited
The thief he kindly spoke
There are many here among us
Who feel that life is but a joke
But, you and I, we’ve been through that
And this is not our fate
So let us not talk falsely now
The hour is getting late…
Pace, Bobby, tranquilo
Ce n’est pas l’heur de mon calmant?
To Brexit or not to Brexit
That was the question
And the rest is silence
But of the wolves
Brexistance is feudal!
Don’t make me get my flying…
Do you have a leesence for that minkey?
This is Ground Control to Major Tom
You’ve really made the grade
And the papers want to know whose shirts you wear
Now it’s time to leave the capsule if you dare
This is Major Tom to Ground Control
I’m stepping through the door
And I’m floating in a most peculiar way
And the stars look very different today…
Ah, Euston, we’ve got a problem…
Zorba, teach me to dance!
A nonblinding referendum
There is no past breath
No future breath
This breath
Knock-knock.
Who’s there?
Miss Ann.
Miss Ann who?
Miss Ann Thropy.
Oh, do come in. Happy to meet you at last. You know, I’ve made quite a study of you.
Really? Little me?
Yes’m. I consider myself to be a real Miss Ann-thropist, a practitioner of Miss Ann-thropology, almost a Miss Ann-throposophist…
Is that “fist,” or “phist”?
Take your pick.
Well, why not both! I’ve had such a lovely visit. Would you like me to bring my two sisters next time?
Absolutely! If they’re anywhere near as – well, if may I say – anywhere near as attractive, as you.
Well, I think they’re both quite special. Miss Ogyny – she’s two years older than me. And the youngest, and prettiest of us all, Miss Andry.
I’d adore to meet them. And, of course your mother and father too.
Oh, sadly, Father died quite some time ago. But Mother is very much in the pink.
May I ask what her name is?
Mrs. Construe…
Last Brexit to Brixton
In a West End town, a dead end world
Brexit boys and Remain girls
Remain girls
Uh, are you feeling more Brexternal, or Brinternal?
A good friend, a Brit, pronounces Gare du Nord as Guerre du Nord.
But, under the circumstances, one wouldn’t call it a mispronunciation.
Brexit: the new lingua franca
Five crows control the field.
And the turkey buzzard attends. Waits. Scours. Cleans up.
What if interests were made common?
What of interest then?
Revival of the Greekest
I was an orgone donor for the FDA
What is the nature of internal cultivation?
What are the forms it may take?
How does one practice them?
A Coney Île de la Cité of the Mind
What are the modes of nourishment?
What are their varying forms?
How does one adopt them?
