Am I alone in feeling that the spate of OT postings on the death of Pim
Fortuyn have little to offer by way of enlightenment and much by way of heat
and bad manners?
I cannot believe that Old Possum would have approved.
'Who shall remember my house, where shall live my children's children
When the time of sorrow is come?
They will take to the goat's path, and the fox's home,
Fleeing from the foreign faces and the foreign swords."
TSE: A Song for Simeon