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So let's get on with it. We must put the case for Brexit anew. We must take nothing for granted. It doesn't matter what we do with the money. We can put it in the NHS or buy pink elephants with it. The point is it's hard working British peoples' money and it should be spent on them. The EU is not democratic. The people who run it are oligarchical despots - and not benevolent ones either. Paying all this money for "free trade" - what a contradiction in terms! And who benefits? Not the ordinary people who stump up the cash! And why, for this "free trade" do we have to let Brussels/ Strasbourg (EU have two Parliaments) make 59% of our laws? How does that work? Well, it doesn't. We only rubber stamp their commands in our Parliament. We are vassals and our Parliament is a puppet EU...
So...I've been working on this poem for quite a while...longer than any other poem, actually. I'm really looking for feedback. I submitted an earlier draft a little bit ago, and this is what I've developed that into: Down Beside Her The organ pipes hung from the ceiling like a uvula in the mouth of the chapel. Though I watched them, the suspended pipes were un-played that...
Book Review:   "The End of Prosperity"  (Laffer, Moore, Tanous)                                          ISBN-13:978-1-4165-9238-9 This is a...
Ch.11 STAGE ONE Carefully replacing the receiver, the man with the broken nose sank back in his chair. He placed his fingers together in a thoughtful, meditative gesture, and his brow showed a deep concentration. For five minutes he remained in this pose, before suddenly he leaped to his feet, and started pacing the room. He stopped, lit a cigarette, and picked up...
Ch.10 A TASTE OF PAPAYA Sitting outside the Windjammer Hotel, Christina felt herself absolutely enchanted. A dozen steps away from the open patio doors, in seemingly dangerous proximity, waves tumbled rhythmically onto the sand, breaking in generous white foaming bursts that bubbled, swirled and retreated in comforting dependability. Palm trees lined the sea shore...
Ch.9 WEWAK Alone on the deck, at five o'clock in the morning, Christina sniffed the salt air, and her senses shivered with delight at being alive. It was still dark, but dawn was not far away. The sea was almost calm. A slight breeze caused little more than a ripple, but it was enough to fill the sails. They were now rapidly approaching Wewak, and she was beginning to seriously...
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