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  1. “The smallest thing could give you away. A nervous tic, an unconscious look of anxiety, a habit of muttering to yourself—anything that carried with it the suggestion of abnormality, of having something to hide. In any case, to wear an improper expression on your face (to look incredulous when a victory was announced, for example) was itself a punishable offence. There was even a word for it in Newspeak: facecrime, it was called.”

  2. I found this at the peoples Cube. They have a longer version available there too. Maybe Harvey can post the whole thing…..
    From the halls of Maytag-zuma
    To the stores of Whirpoolie
    I will fight our country’s heat waves
    From Lejeune to Yuma AZ*
    First to check for leaks in Freon
    And to keep that coil clean
    I ain’t proud you learned my title
    Of an HVAC tech Marine

    From a brig in Camp Lejeune-ah
    To a cell near Orange County
    I’ve defied my unit’s standard
    By vacating without leave
    First to flight from routine duties
    Now the Corp’s prestige i’ll glean
    I’m beclowned to claim the title
    Of a Recon Range Marine

  3. Oh, what sad times are these when passing ruffians wearing MAGA hats can smile at will toward an old Indian beating a drum and wailing like a Banshee. There is a pestilence upon this land, nothing is sacred. Even those who arrange and design shrubberies are under considerable economic stress in this period in history.

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