I desperately need to get some work done today, but have decided to set up an Alternative Arrangements Working Group to look at what even is work, why I should have to do it, and whether I might retroactively change my work contract to remove the idea of work from it entirely https://t.co/4xjYIeTmye

— Marina Hyde (@MarinaHyde) February 4, 2019


And yes, I’ve seen the shitrag spread for tomorrow. But I’m not sure whether I’m more angry about the ahistorical D-Day crap it seeks to invoke, or the completely twisted nonsense about settled status and the fee that it covers next to that. pic.twitter.com/4pSUYFASrL

— Prof Tanja Bueltmann (@cliodiaspora) February 2, 2019


Bollocks! There will be no election on the 6th June. After her 2017 performance the Tories wouldn’t let May take the risk. This story is designed to scare the shit out of MP colleagues in Leave seats in the hope they will vote for Mays deal. Let’s hope they can see through it. https://t.co/bJfS2gWWgs

— David Lammy (@DavidLammy) February 3, 2019

“But the principal failing occurred in the sailing”

I reshuffled some lines of The Hunting of the Snark a bit:

Just the place for a Snark!” the Bellman cried,
    As he landed his crew with care;
Supporting each man on the top of the tide
    By a finger entwined in his hair.

“Just the place for a Snark! I have said it twice:
    That alone should encourage the crew.
Just the place for a Snark! I have said it thrice:
    What I tell you three times is true.”

Then the bowsprit got mixed with the rudder sometimes:
    A thing, as the Bellman remarked,
That frequently happens in tropical climes,
    When a vessel is, so to speak, “snarked.”

But the principal failing occurred in the sailing,
    And the Bellman, perplexed and distressed,
Said he had hoped, at least, when the wind blew due East,
    That the ship would not travel due West!

This was charming, no doubt; but they shortly found out
    That the Captain they trusted so well
Had only one notion for crossing the ocean,
    And that was to tingle his bell.



“The thing shall be done!”

349       “The thing can be done,” said the Butcher, “I think.
350        The thing must be done, I am sure.
351        The thing shall be done! …”




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