Old friends in the world, for whom Reaper stalls Chavez, Clinton, for whom Reaper calls survive or rather dying much sooner honorless, earth with popcorn, catcalls
Month of renewal launched as the aftermath of an immense hangover doesn't the old saying goes that the road to hell is paved with good intentions
Sombre month, as epilogue of a dark season desire for light and warmth of more forgiving months te possibility to turn your back to it and the prospect to stow away caps and warm sweaters
Old friends, family, they can go back in storage to make place for the new reality and a bitter start wasn't 2012 a grand cru?? 2013 promises to be hopeful, despite economic woes
To see again in the eyes of sexy girlfriends attraction raised by liquor a job, my kingdom for a job and perhaps a girlfriend as well thou art welcome thou art wilcuma
A source of entertainment, the ancient monarchies originating from a medieval tradition, only the Magna Carta culd curb them, was the battle cry in 1789 not primarily "égalité, fraternité, liberté"? The pageantry and protocol fill me with an unsatiable resentment
Queen Elizabeth II uttered the historic words, when she was watching a parade of over 1000 boats on the Thames, including orchestras, at her 60-year jubilee "this is a humbling experience", truly nauseating, so much royal hypocrisy, the word humility coming from her mug, seems really haughty, with old fashioned woman's suit and red-bricked smile
The Belgian king, his holyness excellence Albert II loves to talk about populism and the Thirties, a for him well-known territory, as his father considered himself as an intimate pen pal of Adolf Hitler, a notorious Austrian, who was moreover succesfull in Germany, but also in the Belgian palace.
Even enlighted sovereigns can act peevishly, if they feel their throne is in danger, when they're considered to be a cosmic joke, their dotation should be raised by no less than 400,000 $, even I, faced with that amount of pieces of silver, would not shy away from a bold speech
This function should become ceremonial, despite the christendemocratic party CD&V, that he stays on his yaught and sleeps in, we won't miss him for the Belgian variety of the French Revolution, the October Revolution, the Carnation Revolution of 1975, or even closer the Tunisean Jasmine Revolution, I'm not advocating for the guillotine or a firing squad, but an expulsion to a friendy kingdom seems apparent, that he ankers his yaught in Sweden or Saoudi-Arabia, where people love superior dictators and tyrants, who find it necessary to behave pedantic