Common calls heard in our household:
"Mah-nees? Mah-nees??"
(Maisy the mouse)
"Ptomiss? Ptomiss??"
(Thomas the you-know-what)
"Par-tee? Par-tee??"
(see below....)
"Wee-gols? Wee-gols??"
(Some guys in bright coloured star trek outfits singing about vegetables, parties and random animals)
Branded. Consent is being manufactured. And I, good lefty dad, conscious of the complexity of the world, am resisting with vigour!
(apartfromstickingonthemaisyorwigglesdvdsandthethomastankenginesofaIboughtfromkmart)
Well, I have taught her to say "logo" and "trash", so hopefully she may at least learn to sort the dross from the ore...
The end of US democracy
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I’ve held off posting this in the hope of coming up with some kind of
positive response, but I haven’t got one. When I wrote back in November
2024 that Tru...
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