The plea was along the lines of "Indirectly I was responsible, directly(personally) not responsible"
So let me get this right...
A person appears before a judge and is convicted of manslaughter. Gets to do a lot of time.
A person appears before a judge and is convicted of involuntary manslaughter. Gets to do time too, only less.
Still guilty by mine or anyones book.
Case closed.
The "Indignants" are waiting for something of dramatic proportions to happen, but it ain't gonna...
And how could they not see that coming is beyond the grasp of the history of this boat.
-It ain't happening!
-No, it WILL happen!
-Boy, is my thumb NOT really on the pulse of Cyprus...
From which no one has ever returned
Drawn by the promise of the JOKER and the FOOL
And by the light of the CROSSES that BURN
Drawn by the promise of the women and the lace
And the GOLD and the cotton and pearls
It's a place where they keep all the darkness you need
You sail away from the light of the world on this trip
You will pay tomorrow
You're gonna pay tomorrow
Save me
Save me from tomorrow
I don't want to sail with this ship of fools
("Ship Of Fools" - WORLD PARTY[Karl Wallinger])
And the "Indignants" are still in the streets from time to time. Of course, not all is well in Los Indignados
front and don't tell me you did not see that coming either! Yes, yes there is a split. A breakaway sect that
is being paraded through shows on TV and radio. The soon-to-appear-on-your-TV-screen-again-or-the Supermarket-near-you "Awoken/Decisive".Yes, there is a difference in opinion. There always is
if you wake up and smell the coffee in these Facebook days.
And as my friend Mike may cynically say : "Opinions are like assholes. Everybody has one", I beg to
differ.
Nostradamus ain't got s**t on Warhol.
I rest my case...
They will leave drifting in the shallows or drowning in the oceans of history
Traveling the world you're in search of no good
But I'M SURE YOU'LL BUILD YOUR SODOM like you knew you would
Using all the GOOD PEOPLE for your GALLEY SLAVES
as your little boat struggles through the warning waves
But you don't pay
You will pay tomorrow
Save me
Save me from tomorrow
I don't want to sail in this ship of fools...
("Ship Of Fools" - WORLD PARTY[Karl Wallinger])
Meanwhile, the dumbfounded, clueless, powerless serfs are still awaiting for the Surreal Postman to deliver on the promise of a flawed and compromised Democracy and dream of an ideal consciousness
of Utopian proportions.
Which is unreachable...untouchable...ungraspable...
A place to stay
Enough to eat
Somewhere old heroes shuffle safely down the street
Where you can speak out loud about your doubts and fears
And what's more
No one ever disappears, you never hear their standard issue kicking in your door
You can relax on both sides of the tracks
And maniacs don't blow holes in bandsmen by remote control
And EVERYONE HAS RECOURSE TO THE LAW
And no one kills the children anymore
("The Gunner's Dream" - ROGER WATERS)
... with thanks to "Pan" for dusting my memory...
