"If ye love wealth better than liberty, the tranquility of servitude better than the animating contest of freedom, go home from us in peace. We ask not your counsels or your arms. Crouch down and lick the hands which feed you. May your chains set lightly upon you, and may posterity forget that you were our countrymen."

Friday, 5 March 2010

A Song Of Longing

With thanks to Scunnert


  1. A great song expressing a beautiful sentiment. The English are under attack in their own homelands all over the world.

  2. Hi Quent. No one seems to care very much - I wish we were more like the Americans in many respects.

  3. Secessionist nonsense


  4. Hah! You're a fine one to talk B :-)

  5. Just waken up, have we?

    Interesting that the catch line comes fro an Irish rebel song by Wolf Tone

  6. It hasn't gone unnoticed - just not thought worthy of comment. Happy Sunday!

  7. Off out to the market to but some fruit, eggs and a chicken.

    Big, big story in Scotland about Labour, drugs, gangsters and corruption (allegedly)

    Nothing of any bite from the Scottish press, of course, too much up the cloaca of the Labour party and anyway, it is not done to duff up your dri king buddied.

    If the lid really blows, it could blow apart labour in Scotland; pity?

    No doubt Spin Doctors Sans Frontiers are on the way north in an emergency aid flight.


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