I see that my Eugene O'Neill thread has disappeared. Never mind, I shall just simply start a new one...
One of the lesser triumphs of last night's electoral rejection of Amerikan fascism concerns the defeat of seven-term Republikan congressman Richard Pombo by Demokrat Jerry McNerney, 53% to 47%. This fascist piece of filth, who is facing a set of severe ethics charges, proposed, among other things, that Taos House, the National historic landmark where O'Neill wrote Long Day's Journey into Night and A Moon for the Misbegotten, be closed and sold because it was not pulling its weight in dumbed-down, fundied-out, post-literate 'Merika. I am happy to report that this fascist piece of filth is gone from the House.
Never forget, you gentler and more forgiving souls among you, however few you may be, never forget that fascism has no concern whatsoever for art except as a form of propaganda. Never forget that fascism hates both artists and people who understand and appreciate art, and that the fascists will try to kill them all in the end if they get the opportunity to do so! Never forget that, amid the momentary thrill of victory and the instinctual impulse to forgive and to forget...
Update on Eugene O'Neill
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Update on Eugene O'Neill
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Brokeback Mountain should be in our hearts this morning, Shirleypal, as we reach for the pitchforks, the axes and the two-by-fours to clean out the filth that has oppressed this country for the past seventy months...
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Rearing remote beyond the cloudy welkin/ The path among clouds to a cresting cusp.
Waterfalls flowing 1000 fathoms/ Like stretching a bolt of raw silk.
Below, a grotto for stilling the heart/ Spanning serenity, a bridge to fix one's fate.
Heroically grand, it overwhelms the world/ Above Heavenly Terrace, its fame soars alone
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Rearing remote beyond the cloudy welkin/ The path among clouds to a cresting cusp.
Waterfalls flowing 1000 fathoms/ Like stretching a bolt of raw silk.
Below, a grotto for stilling the heart/ Spanning serenity, a bridge to fix one's fate.
Heroically grand, it overwhelms the world/ Above Heavenly Terrace, its fame soars alone
Wei Yuan (1794-1857)
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