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The Parrot Wails

The parrot thought he was studying the tea leaves. Instead he found himself watching in horror as the tea cup crumbled in his hand… continue reading

The Bird of Paradise Danced Last Night

The poet John Skelton lived in the reign of Henry 8th. He apparently wrote his satirical poem “Speak, Parrot” in the precincts of Westminster, from the sanctuary still precariously available in the minster there. In the poem, Galathea is a lady in waiting who plies the parrot with almonds and dates, as she tries to persuade him to speak from… continue reading

The Dreadful Achievement of Cameron and May

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Parrot Writes a Letter

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Parrot on the People’s March

The people marching in London today were without a prime minister, or a leader of the opposition, or for that matter an effective political party to represent their interests. With jumped up fantasists from the bottom league running this nation, the people out on the streets today were giants and restored the nation’s honour, reminding the world and ourselves of… continue reading

Parrot Counts the Cost of Youth

It struck me hard yesterday, that issues that are dominating our lives (or at least mine – unhealthily so)  – such as Trumplestiltskin in America, Brexitosis in the UK – appalling both – are actually just inexcusable distractions from issues and crisis far larger and more important – for instance global warming and mass extinctions of species, and so on.… continue reading

Parrot Finds Honour Lying Forgotten Among Our Ruins…

… and knows that honour must be the foundation of any future we might have. The Background : This latest little poem records actual events and an eloquent speech in the UK’s House of Commons in the Spring of 2015. For a video of an excerpt of the speech, see : https://www.bbc.co.uk/news/uk-politics-32073791 For an article published soon afterwards see :… continue reading

Satan at Meat

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The Parrot Seeks a Cage

Here is that parrot again, bird of paradise, thundering from his cage in rhyme royal, claiming his liberty to speak his truth. He fears for his young and sees no true or worthy leaders anywhere, merely creatures of self-interest seeking their own gain from our flounderings in the valley of the shadow… Or put it another way : where’s the… continue reading

Lying to a Sovereign People is a crime of High Treason.

  A few days ago, my partner pointed her rather basic smart phone in the direction of my aging mug and held the phone there, with amazing steadiness, while I talked at it for the next three minutes. I argued that, if a holder of public office, or applicant for public office, or candidate for election to public office, is… continue reading

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