Archive for June, 2016

Wednesday 29th June 2016

Posted in Life the Universe and Other Things on June 29, 2016 by bishshat

On Reading Nietzsche

I feel its best to be a simple man
For education only leads to discontent
I try to study the way of it all but it flies over my head
It raises nagging negatives
I close my eyes to the lines I cannot fully grasp
Great holes appear in my soul
I wished that I had begun to know myself earlier
Or I had had the means to do so
Why was I condemned to a life that would only
Leave me asking more questions?
As I begin see the reasons
I realise I have learned it all too late
Education leads to the self
The self leads to loneliness
Loneliness leads to thinking
Thinking leads to questions
Questions lead to disillusion
And a wish, yes a dream for an alternative solution
A way out
An escape route
There is none
We are all condemned to nothing
This I have learned from self education
O how I wish I was but a simple man
For education only leads to complexity

John Bishop June 29th 2016-06-29


Artists’ Workhouse

Display in the former needle factory is everything from original soft furnishings to paintings, ceramics, mixed media, needlework and more.

Speaking on the opening day (Saturday) organiser Dawn Harris said: “It’s been really great; we’ve had a lot of people who are doing the Arts Trail and popping in, seeing what’s on display and enjoying our pop-up cafe.

“It’s been absolutely lovely and although we didn’t have that long to organise it, it just shows that the Arts Trail really works.”

The event is part of a county-wide initiative known as Warwickshire Open Studios which features the stunning work of artist Michala Gyetvai on the front cover of its free booklet – and Michala just happens to be exhibiting in Studley.

“The Artists Workhouse is a wonderful venue and I’m so pleased to be here,” said Michala, who, inspired by English Romanticism and the Warwickshire countryside, specialises in stunning miniature needlework or huge lofted works big enough to cover a wall.

Her colleague, ceramicist Hilary La Force added: “Dawn has done a wonderful job here and its a superb venue to exhibit our work in.”

Mrs Harris meanwhile paid tribute to local Studley businesses, which, ranging from Dyers the undertakers to flower shops and a bridal shop had not only agreed to host an artist but also entirely re-arranged their window displays to accommodate them.

“Full credit to the venues because they have really taken this venture to heart and their support has been fantastic.”

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Studley is a large village and civil parish in the Stratford-on-Avon district of Warwickshire

The manor of Studley is recorded twice in the Domesday Book mostly as part of the lands of William son of Courbucion; who was appointed Sheriff of Warwick soon after 1086; where it reads, “In Ferncombe Hundred in Stodlei (Studley) 4 hides. Land for 11 ploughs. In lordship 2; 3 slaves. 19 villagers with a priest and 12 smallholders have 9 ploughs. A mill at 5s; meadow, 24 acres; a salt house which pays 19 packloads of salt; woodland 1 league long and ½ a league wide. The value was and is 100s. Swein held it freely.” A further holding is listed as part of the land of William Bonavallet “William holds 1 hide in Stodlei from William. Land for 2 ploughs. In lordship 1 plough. Meadow 4 acres; woodland 3 furlongs long and 2 furlongs wide. Value 10s. Godric held it freely.”

It is the site of both a castle, not the 19th century house called Studley Castle, and the remains of a medieval priory. The Augustinian priory was founded in the 12th century by Peter Corbizun but was closed at the dissolution under Henry VIII and was used as a source of stone for other local buildings. Nothing remains today apart from the use of the name priory in a few local building names such as Priory Farm, which now much modernised, embodies a few fragmentary portions of a conventual building. A gabled west wall of stone rubble contains the remains of a large 14th century window. A few medieval sculptured fragments are built on to the walls.


Studley was known for being the site of a sewing needle and surgical needle making industry.

This specialisation started when Elizabeth I permitted a number of Huguenot refugees to settle here, bringing this rare craft with them. Their expertise enabled English needle manufacture to catch up with French methods and Studley was a leading area in this advance, gaining a European and even worldwide reputation.

From the 19th century precision made surgical needles were in demand and with advances in manufacturing technology such was the demand that over 3,000 workers were employed. In 1977 the old factory where needles were made was burnt down, and the production of “Aero” needles moved to a nearby site. The original factory site now contains a supermarket, other retail outlets, and housing. One of the streets in the village is named “Crooks Lane”, ostensibly because the crooked needles from the original factory were dumped at the end of this lane, but the road was there before the village had a needle factory.


At the start of the last century Royal Victoria Works belonged to the needle manufacturers Henry Wilkes & Co. Established in 1815, the firm had become one of the major needlemakers in the district, partly through the absorption of other local firms. On a Wilkes billhead dated 1901 they state that they are the ‘successors to’ J Davis & Co, John Hill, John Shrimpton & Sons, James Cottrill & Son (all of Studley), WM James & Co and Jesse Boulton & Sons (both of Redditch).


In accordance with the spirit of the time – when factories were something to show off – the billhead is embellished with an engraved illustration of Royal Victoria Works. Viewed as if from above, the factory had a classical symmetry about its layout, with offices and workshops arranged either side of a gated entrance and courtyard. It looks extremely grand. However, compared with what still exists on the site, the depiction would appear to be somewhat exaggerated in terms of size – but this was the convention of the time, done no doubt to impress Mr Wilkes’ customers. Our building is what remains of the building on the left of the billhead, the ‘L’ shape that is formed at the rear of the estate.



In a world populated by anthropomorphic mammals, a rabbit from rural Bunnyburrow named Judy Hopps fulfills her childhood dream of becoming the first rabbit police officer in Zootopia, an urban utopia. Despite being the police academy valedictorian, Judy is relegated to parking duty by Chief Bogo, who doubts her potential. On her first day, she is hustled by Nick Wilde and Finnick, a con artist duo. The next day, Judy abandons parking duty and arrests Duke Weaselton, a thief who stole plant bulbs. Bogo reprimands her, but an otter woman then enters, pleading for someone to find her missing husband, Emmitt Otterton, part of a string of disappearances of predator individuals. Judy volunteers, causing Bogo to fire her, but he instead reluctantly gives her two days to find Otterton after Assistant Mayor Bellwether, a sheep, praises the assignment, under the condition that Judy resign if she fails.


Judy discovers that Nick was the last one to see Otterton, so she blackmails him into assisting her by covertly recording his confession to tax evasion. They track Otterton to a limousine owned by crime boss Mr. Big, who reveals that Otterton, his florist, went “savage” – reverted to a feral state – and attacked his chauffeur Manchas, a black jaguar. At his home, Manchas mentions that Otterton had been yelling about “night howlers.” Suddenly, Manchas himself goes savage and chases the pair. Judy saves Nick by trapping Manchas and calls the ZPD for help. But when Bogo and other police arrive, Manchas has vanished. Bogo demands Judy’s resignation, but Nick defends Judy, pointing out that she still has ten hours to solve the case. As they leave, Nick opens up to Judy, revealing he was bullied as a child for being a fox and subsequently became a con artist, resolving to live out the stereotype of a fox.


Bellwether gives Judy and Nick access to the city’s traffic camera system and they discover Manchas was captured by wolves, which Judy surmises are the “night howlers”. They locate Otterton and the other missing predators in a lab where Mayor Lionheart, a lion, has been keeping them hidden and trying to determine the cause of their strange behavior. Lionheart is arrested, and Bellwether becomes the new mayor. Judy, praised for cracking the case, asks Nick to join the ZPD and become her partner, which he happily considers. However, Judy then speaks at a press conference and angers Nick by suggesting a biological cause for the recent predator behavior. Nick refuses her offer and angrily leaves, and a guilt-ridden Judy resigns amid a wave of fear and protests against predators, a minority group.


Back in Bunnyburrow, Judy learns from her parents and reformed childhood bully, fox Gideon Grey, that “night howlers” are toxic flowers that have severe psychotropic effects on mammals. Judy returns to Zootopia and reconciles with Nick. They find Weaselton and discover that the bulbs he was stealing were night howlers intended for a ram named Doug, who has weaponized a night howler serum into a dart gun, which he has been using to turn predators savage. Before they can bring the evidence to the ZPD, Bellwether intercepts them and steals it, revealing herself as the mastermind behind a prey-supremacist conspiracy. Judy and Nick are trapped after Nick refuses to abandon Judy when she is injured. Bellwether calls the police, intending to use the serum to make Nick kill Judy, but Nick has disarmed the weapon by replacing the serum pellets with blueberries, and Judy has recorded Bellwether’s confession as the police arrive. Lionheart denies any knowledge of Bellwether’s plot, but asserts that he imprisoned the savage predators for the “right reasons.” Judy rejoins the ZPD, and Nick joins to become her partner (becoming the first fox police officer). The savage predators are cured by an antidote. During the film’s closing credits, popstar Gazelle holds a concert to celebrate, with Bellwether and her accomplices angrily watching in prison.


Finding Dory

One year after the events of Finding Nemo, Dory begins having fragmented dreams and flashbacks of her life prior to meeting Marlin and Nemo, particularly of her parents Jenny and Charlie. After hearing Mr. Ray’s lecture about migration, where sea animals instinctively return home, Dory’s memories are triggered, and she suddenly urges to find her parents, only vaguely remembering that they lived at the Jewel of Morro Bay.

Marlin, initially reluctant, and Nemo decide to accompany Dory in her quest. With the help of Crush, the trio rides the current to California. When Dory wanders near a shipwreck, they are forced to flee from a predatory giant squid which nearly devours Nemo. Marlin and Dory manage to save Nemo, but Marlin snaps in frustration at her for endangering Nemo. Although hurt, Dory seeks help and travels to the surface, where she is taken by volunteers from the nearby Marine Life Institute after being caught in six pack rings.


Dory is sent to the Quarantine section tagged, where she meets an ill-tempered, seven-legged octopus named Hank (Ed O’Neill). He deciphers Dory’s tag, meaning that she will be sent to a permanent aquarium in Cleveland instead of being released. Due to past trauma, Hank dreams of enclosed isolation and agrees to help Dory find her parents in exchange for her tag. Discovering her birthplace in the Institute’s Open Ocean exhibit, she enlists the help of childhood friend Destiny, a near-sighted whale shark, and Bailey, a beluga whale who believes he is unable to use echolocation. After reaching her old home, Dory learns that the blue tangs are receiving their own exhibit in Cleveland and have been sent to Quarantine. Meanwhile, Marlin and Nemo attempt to rescue Dory. A pair of sea lions named Fluke and Rudder introduce them to a dimwitted common loon named Becky, who manages to get them into the Institute. After travelling through various exhibits and places, they reunite with Dory in the facility’s labyrinthine pipe system. The trio travels to Quarantine with the help of Destiny and Bailey, who is finally able to echo-locate.


They locate a tank of blue tangs, but are told that Dory’s parents traveled there to look for Dory and have not been back since. Believing them dead, Dory is shocked but Hank only manages to retrieve her. Marlin, Nemo, and the blue tangs are loaded in a truck bound for Cleveland. Anxious to board, Hank accidentally drops Dory into a ocean-led drain. With no memory, Dory wanders inconsolably before she comes across a trail of shells. She remembers following shells, and she finds Jenny and Charlie. They reveal that when they failed to find her, they thought that she escaped into the ocean. Hoping they would reunite, they escaped and spent years forming trails of shells for her to follow.


Although she is happy to have fulfilled her quest, Dory remembers to rescue Marlin and Nemo. Destiny and Bailey escape their exhibits, and alongside a group of sea otters and Becky, they help Dory intercept the truck. She rescues Marlin and Nemo, but is accidentally left behind. Dory convinces Hank to escape with her, and both hijack the truck and drive it into the ocean, freeing all of the captive sea animals. Dory, her parents, Hank, Destiny, and Bailey return with Marlin and Nemo to live a new life at the Great Barrier Reef. In a post-credits scene, the Tank Gang, still trapped in their now algae-covered plastic bags, reach California. They are then captured by volunteers, with Bloat once again saying “Now what?”


Monday 27th June 2016

Posted in Life the Universe and Other Things on June 27, 2016 by bishshat

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I found out that the beetle was a wonderfully camouflaged Scarce fungus weevil (Anthribidae) one of the strangest looking beetles with a distinctive head shape. It is one of only eight UK representatives of the Anthribidae family, which are usually associated with rotting wood and fungi. Some prey on scale insects and other small invertebrates.

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I have no idea what I have just witnessed? Even by Spurs standards England were just unfathomable? After Hart Fucked up yet again with yet another tournament goal keeping error the whole team went into shock. They never came out of it. What a terrible week for Britain. Only Wales have the passion that is so much needed at the moment.
But Heck those bloody Viking were brilliant the fans too were magnificent. See the England manager compared to the Italian manager. Passion, spirit and grit. We used to have all of this in our football. We have gone soft. They tried to play the game as if they were playing premier league top dollar football. Iceland played like it was Sunday morning at Hay Mills Park.

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England manager sits in seat bites nails scratches chin while Italian manager jumps on top of the dug out with passion. When the Italians sang their anthem you could see the passion. Not that I agree with the racist words We would have been banned from singing such a song.

Brothers of Italy,
Italy has awakened;
Scipio’s helmet
she has put on her head.
Where is the Victory?
Offer her the hair;
because slave of Rome
God created her.

Let us unite!
We are ready to die;
Italy called.

We have been for centuries
stamped on, and laughed at,
because we are not one people,
because we are divided.
Let’s unite under
one flag, one dream;
To melt together
Already the time has come.

Let us unite!
We are ready to die;
Italy called.

Let’s unite, let’s love;
The union and the love
Reveal to the people
God’s ways.
We swear to liberate
the native soil:
United, for God,
Who can beat us?

Let us unite!
We are ready to die;
Italy called.

From the Alps to Sicily,
Everywhere is Legnano;
Every man of Ferruccio
has the heart and the hand;
the children of Italy
are called Balilla;
The sound of every church bell
calling for evening prayers.

Let us unite!
We are ready to die;
Italy called.

They are branches that bend
the sold swords;
Already the eagle of Austria
has lost its feathers.
the blood of Italy
and the Polish blood
Drank with Cossacks
But its heart was burnt.

Let us unite!
We are ready to die;
Italy called.

England’s manager is paid £3.6 million a year. Iceland’s manager is a part-time dentist. What else can I say?  The rest of Europe must laughing and grinning and just having so much of a ball at our demise.

Its embarrassing to say the least. My poor Spurs players. I feel sorry for them. Why they did not perform as they can I have no idea? They just had no answers. None of them could string a simple pass together. All of them were utter rubbish. Slow. Dazed. Confused. it was astonishing.

Iceland were determined to give England a full on game and they did just that. England had no time like they do in the Premier League to swan about all over the pitch making lush passes. Their fans were magnificent. Well done to Iceland.

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England suffered their worst humiliation since they were knocked out of the 1950 World Cup by USA in Brazil as Iceland shocked them in the last 16 of Euro 2016. Manager Roy Hodgson resigned after the abject embarrassment of losing to a nation ranked 34th in the world – and with a population of just 330,000 – despite taking the lead through Wayne Rooney’s fourth-minute penalty. Iceland equalised within a minute as England failed to deal with a trademark long throw and Ragnar Sigurdsson bundled home from close range.

England’s shameful performance was summed up by Iceland’s 18th-minute winner when goalkeeper Joe Hart was badly at fault – just as in the win over Wales as he let Kolbeinn Sigthorsson’s shot through his hand. Hodgson made changes as Iceland dug in, but the underdogs had as many chances as England before the final whistle blew on their Euro 2016 hopes and his four-year tenure as manager.

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The ultimate responsibility lies with the manager but, make no mistake, he was badly let down by players capable of so much better – not just on this black night for English sport but throughout Euro 2016. Hart has had a nightmare tournament, young hopes such as Harry Kane and Dele Alli  I am not sure why they failed to live up to their performances last season, and captain Rooney, who had been England’s best player up until this game, chose this night to give one of his worst performances in an international. England were shown up by the work-rate, desire and sheer physical commitment of their counterparts. Yes, Hodgson will take the blame and has paid the price but these highly paid Premier League players should not escape criticism. As the game went on, Hodgson cut a detached figure, seemingly powerless to influence the game – and he waited too long to introduce the fearless pace and direct running of Marcus Rashford, who posed more problems in four minutes than most of those who had gone before.

These pictures after the defeat say it all. Football? What football? Why should it really bother us. We are Elite.

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Italy 1924 Anthem

Hail, people of heroes,
Hail, immortal Fatherland,
Your sons were born again
With the faith and the Ideal.
Your warriors’ valour,
Your pioneers’ virtue,
Alighieri’s vision,
Today shines in every heart
Youth, Youth,
Spring of beauty,
In the hardship of life
Your song rings and goes!
And for Benito Mussolini,
Eja eja alalà
And for our beautiful Fatherland,
Eja eja alalà
In the Italian borders,
Italians have been remade
Mussolini has remade them
For tomorrow’s war,
For labour’s glory,
For peace and for the laurel,
For the shame of those
Who repudiated our Fatherland
The poets and the artisans,
The lords and the countrymen,
With an Italian’s pride
Swear fealty to Mussolini
No poor neighbourhood exists
That doesn’t send its hordes
That doesn’t unfurl the flags
Of redeeming Fascism

Sunday 26th June 2016

Posted in Life the Universe and Other Things on June 26, 2016 by bishshat

I have never been to the Glastonbury Festival but there is always one act I would have wanted to see this year it would have been PJ

Flying through all the variously stumbled and rushed Brexit responses on stage this weekend was PJ Harvey’s perfectly weighted dart. Introducing The Glorious Land, she read John Donne’s poem No Man Is an Island, written in 1624, with its assertion that “every man is a piece of the continent”. But her entire set was a reflection on the priggishness of alpha-male politics that wreaks havoc from Syria to Essex.


Using martial drums and drill-sergeant strictness is on one level sarcastic, an arch version of chest-beating masculinity. But it also acknowledges just how infectious such rousing military music can be. Opening with Chain of Keys, she marches out playing a saxophone with the burly middle-aged blokes in her band, dressed in leather gloves and midnight folds of fabric. Moving to the mic, she holds the sax out like a totem, starting up a blood ritual. She holds poses amid the Guernica-like imagery of The Ministry of Defence, then marvels like a child at the “insects courting” in Let England Shake – all of it hypnotically authoritative stagecraft.

It would be nothing, of course, without great music, and aside from Dollar, Dollar’s overly spartan passages, it’s beautiful – like a New Orleans blues band commissioned for a dance in an Elizabethan court. Phrases are repeated again and again with almost techno-like levels of fixation; perhaps in these troubled times, words become buoys to cling to, sure things to focus on. To Bring You My Love, meanwhile, becomes a study in psychotic eroticism, backed by scorched desert blues.

You get the feeling that the chaos and pathos of Brexit will provide fresh grist for this immensely fertile period of her career – it’s almost worth living in shit to get pearls like this from it.


Let England Shake

The West’s asleep. Let England shake,
weighted down with silent dead.
I fear our blood won’t rise again.

England’s dancing days are done.
Another day, Bobby, for you to come home
& tell me indifference won.

Smile, smile Bobby, with your lovely mouth.
Pack up your troubles, let’s head out
to the fountain of death
& splash about, swim back and forth
& laugh out loud,

until the day is ending,
& the birds are silent in the branches,
& the insects are courting in the bushes,
& by the shores of lovely lakes
heavy stones are falling.

P J Harvey


No Man is an Island

No man is an island entire of itself; every man
is a piece of the continent, a part of the main;
if a clod be washed away by the sea, Europe
is the less, as well as if a promontory were, as
well as any manner of thy friends or of thine
own were; any man’s death diminishes me,
because I am involved in mankind.
And therefore never send to know for whom
the bell tolls; it tolls for thee.
Olde English Version
No man is an Iland, intire of itselfe; every man
is a peece of the Continent, a part of the maine;
if a Clod bee washed away by the Sea, Europe
is the lesse, as well as if a Promontorie were, as
well as if a Manor of thy friends or of thine
owne were; any mans death diminishes me,
because I am involved in Mankinde;
And therefore never send to know for whom
the bell tolls; It tolls for thee.

John Donne


The kids of 16-17 are blaming the baby boomers for destroying their future FFS! Its their moms and dads and grand parents who worked and paid their children’s way through school and collage and bought them cars and phones and computers and gave away a lot of the luxury so their kids could have better than them. Some of them are taking out second mortgages in order to be able to continue to do so.

They may have voted remain also for the future of their kids I am sure they did. But it’s the people with no jobs and no houses. Who had no university? It’s these people who don’t have second cars or even a car at all. Can you really blame them for being reactionary?

Mr Cameron and his peers have a lot to answer for in truth. They cannot keep taking away things that the people earned over two generations and two World Wars and not expect a reaction.
I voted to remain for what I guess was a Utopian dream. But having said this I don’t think the French people really like us. I don’t think the Germans do either.
We are an Island race. We are cold and wet and damp.
They don’t like our food or a dress sense. They don’t like our tea or our warm beer. They hate our football fans and call them hooligans and try to get our teams banned. But just saying this in Euro 2016 now that the Russian fans have gone home with their team the fighting seems to have gone away.
They don’t understand cricket or our pies. They don’t like our pound Sterling or our gallons and feet and inches. They tell us we drive on the wrong side of the road. They never fully embrace us when we travel on the continent. They want us to change everything to fit in with them.

Is it not the differences that make one want to travel?
The French government want to ship the refuge camp in Calais over to Britain and say we are racist for not looking after them and while they are in France they take none of the responsibility for doing this. The vote remain campaigners, the losers of the referendum want another referendum. This is Britain. We don’t play another game just because we lost the first one. The losers just puts bags on their heads orders a pizza and cry into their crisps.


We have to stand up now. Stand up together. We have to talk with each other not pick and bicker. We have to let the leave voters build their Britain. The remain voters have to stand with them and make sure they don’t get to crazy radical.
We have to try and remain fair, honest, true and humane. I fear at the moment the nation is divided but it was before. North South the have and have not’s. They Mr Cameron and his mates were genuinely shocked by the result even the out campaigners were shocked.
We have to attempt to blend and share and help each other. We have to pull together in a spirit that was never really there in WWII. The rich people then still dined out at the Ritz while Mrs Smith in Sunderland had no sugar or butter or bread. The scammers and dodgers still sold their luxury goods at inflated prices while Mr Smith sat in the desert writing censored letters home to Sunderland to Mrs Smith. It was never a make do and mend society for everyone.
You kids have to face reality. Most of you have had, been and seen and done more than ever your grand parents and parents did its not your given right. They fought wars to enable you to do so.
I for one never creamed their dream. I worked hard to keep it alive. No gap year for me or them. No university. My education was poor. My job satisfaction prospects were poor. I was factory fodder but this was much better than cannon fodder for sure. But I resisted this path. You now have to stand up for yourselves.
The government broke too many promises and told too many lies. They laughed in the faces of the real people. That is the reality check now and its time to wake up.
We all have to deal with the result. It’s now time to make things right. Make things equal and better for the whole not just the few.

Baby boomers are people born during the demographic post–World War II baby boom approximately between the years 1946 and 1964. This includes people who are between 52 and 70 years old in 2016

Western world

Western world can be taken to mean North America, Europe, South America, and Oceania. However, it should also be noted that many variations may exist within the regions, both geographically and culturally, which mean that the list is broadly indicative, but necessarily very general. For details see the individual articles.

The Lost Generation, also known as the Generation of 1914 in Europe, is a term originating with Gertrude Stein to describe those who fought in World War I. The members of the lost generation were typically born between 1883 and 1900.
The Greatest Generation, also known as the G.I. Generation, is the generation that includes the veterans who fought in World War II. They were born from around 1900 through 1924, coming of age during the Great Depression. Journalist Tom Brokaw dubbed this the Greatest Generation in a book of the same name.
The Silent Generation, also known as the Lucky Few, were born from approximately 1925 until 1942.
It includes some who fought in World War II, most of those who fought the Korean War and many during the Vietnam War.
The Baby Boomers are the generation that was born following World War II, generally from 1946-1964, a time that was marked by an increase in birth rates.
The term “baby boomer” is sometimes used in a cultural context. Therefore, it is impossible to achieve broad consensus on a defined start and end date. The baby boom has been described variously as a “shockwave” and as “the pig in the python”.
In general, baby boomers are associated with a rejection or redefinition of traditional values; however, many commentators have disputed the extent of that rejection, noting the widespread continuity of values with older and younger generations. In Europe and North America boomers are widely associated with privilege, as many grew up in a time of affluence.
One of the features of Boomers was that they tended to think of themselves as a special generation, very different from those that had come before them. In the 1960s, as the relatively large numbers of young people became teenagers and young adults, they, and those around them, created a very specific rhetoric around their cohort, and the change they were bringing about.
This generation is also referred to as the Me Generation.
Generation X, commonly abbreviated to Gen X, is the generation born after the Western Post–World War II baby boom. Demographers, historians and commentators use birth dates ranging from the early 1960s to the early 1980s. The term has also been used in different times and places for a number of different subcultures or countercultures since the 1950s.
Millennials, also known as the Millennial Generation, or Generation Y, is the demographic cohort following Generation X. Commentators use birth dates ranging from the early 1980s to around 2000.
Generation Z, also known as the “Homeland Generation”‘, is the cohort of people born after the Millennials. The generation is most commonly defined with birth years starting in the mid-1990sbalthough the early or late 1990s and early 2000s have also been used as starting birth years for this generation.
Generation Alpha has been suggested for the generation following Generation Z.


Saturday 25th June 2016

Posted in Life the Universe and Other Things on June 25, 2016 by bishshat

The UK has voted to quit the European Union following a referendum on its membership. So how did the Leave campaign win?
What started off as a trickle soon became a steady stream and ended up as a flood.

While experts will pore over the finer details of turnout over the coming days and weeks, the cry will inevitably go up that it was older voters which won it for Leave – particularly in the south, south-west, Midlands and the north east.

I spoke too many of the people near me most in their 80s and they all voted to leave.
Many of these were harking back to empire days and not wanting to hand the country over to Germany as they had fought two wars to be rid of them.
Also some of them had no idea why they voted to leave.
Many had voted to leave thinking that the leave vote would never win so what the heck!

There was apathy in some of the younger voters. It is a matter of fact that the older you are, the more likely you are to make the effort to vote – 78% of those 65 or over voted in the 2015 election, compared with 43% of 18-24 year olds and 54% of 25-34 year olds.
Despite the last minute rush to register – which saw 2.6 million people sign up, many of them younger voters, between 15 May and the extended deadline of 9 June – the breakdown may not be radically different this time.
Factor in research suggesting that support for Brexit was significantly higher among those aged 55 and over than among younger age groups – three out of every five voters aged 65 or over said they wanted to leave – then you have the foundation for Friday’s result.
Of course, it is not as simple as that, with many younger voters will also have supported Brexit across England and Wales. But a big inter-generational divide in voting patterns is just one of the many talking points going forward

The public was bombarded with warnings about how they would be poorer if they voted to leave the EU but, in the end, weren’t convinced by what they were told and/or believed it was a price worth paying.
The CBI, the IMF, the OECD, the IFS – an alphabet soup of experts lined up to say economic growth would be hobbled, unemployment would go up, the pound would plummet and British business would be left in a no man’s land outside the EU.

The Bank of England raised the prospect of a recession while The Treasury said it would be forced to put income tax up and slash spending on the NHS, schools and defence.
If that wasn’t enough, President Obama suggested the UK would go to the “back of the queue” in terms of securing a trade deal with the US while top EU official Donald Tusk hinted at the end of Western political civilization.
Some on the Remain side accepted this was overkill and that so-called “Project Fear” had got a bit out of hand while the Leave campaign was quick to dismiss the naysayers as wealthy, unaccountable elites with their own vested interests talking down Britain.
But the fact the public discounted so readily the advice of experts points to something more than just a revolt against the establishment. It suggested far more people felt left behind and untouched by the economic benefits of five decades of EU involvement being trumpeted.

The assertion that leaving the EU would free up £350m a week extra to spend on the NHS is the kind of political slogan that campaigns dream of: striking, easy to understand and attractive to voters of different ages and political persuasions.
No surprise then that Vote Leave chose to splash it across the side of their battle bus.
The fact that the claim does not stand up to much scrutiny – the figure is calculated using sums which were disputed by the Treasury Select Committee and described as potentially misleading by the UK Statistics Authority – did not reduce its potency.
Remain campaigner Angela Eagle may have told her opponents to “get that lie off your bus” but polling suggests it gained traction and was the single most remembered figure from the campaign, with many people believing that money handed over to the EU to be a member should be spent in the UK instead.

In that sense, it served as a powerful illustration of how the UK could be better off outside the EU.

If they didn’t quite bet the farm on the issue of immigration, Leave played what they knew was their trump card often and they played it successfully.
The issue fed into wider questions of national and cultural identity, which suited Leave’s message – particularly to lower income voters.
The result suggested that concerns about levels of migration into the UK over the past 10 years, their impact on society, and what might happen in the next 20 years were more widely felt and ran even deeper than people had suspected.
Just as crucially, it suggested Leave’s central argument that the UK cannot control the number of people coming into the country while remaining in the EU really hit home.
Turkey was a key weapon in Leave’s armoury and, although claims that the UK would not be able to stop it entering the EU were firmly denied, there was enough uncertainty about this – a fact that the ongoing migrant crisis in Europe unquestionably fed into.
The language and imagery used by the Leave campaign came in for criticism and there were recurring tensions between the Conservative dominated official Leave movement, Nigel Farage’s UKIP roadshow and the separate Leave.EU group.
But their various messages resonated and segued with their central proposition that a vote to leave was a once in a generation chance to take control and assert national sovereignty.

David Cameron may have won one leadership contest, one (or two if you include the 2010 coalition-forming one) general elections and two referendums in the past ten years but this was the moment his luck ran out.
By putting himself front and centre of the Remain campaign, and framing the decision as a question of trust, he staked his political future and personal reputation on the outcome.
Having put so much store on his ability to secure a fundamental change in the UK’s relationship with the EU, it was inevitable that the concessions he came back with following nine months of negotiations would be dismissed as a damp squib by Eurosceptics in his party.
But this summed up a deeper problem. Having constantly stated that he would “not rule anything out” if he didn’t get what he wanted, trying to enthuse the UK to stay in on the basis of reforms most believed were modest at best was always going to be a difficult sell.
Throughout the process, he found himself at odds with many Conservatives who have never quite reconciled themselves to his decision to go into coalition after the 2010 election and the compromises that brought.
Unsuited to winning over Labour supporters, the prime minister was not able to persuade enough floating voters to give him the benefit of the doubt.
It was his failure to get the outcome he wanted, coupled with his desire to try and unify the country after the bruising campaign, that prompted him to say he would stand down as PM by October.

The Remain campaign always needed Labour voters to win the referendum and the fact that they did not play ball will be the subject of a long and acrimonious post-mortem within the opposition.
Not only did Labour – 90% of whose MPs backed staying in the EU – badly misjudge the mood of its supporters, when it realised something was wrong during the campaign, it was unable to do much about it.
Despite sending in big beasts such as Gordon Brown and Sadiq Khan to talk up the benefits of the EU, and hinting that further controls on immigration would be needed, it was unable to shift the impression of a growing schism between those running the party and its base.
Although Alan Johnson, the head of Labour In, has been singled out for criticism, it is likely that Jeremy Corbyn – who declined to share a platform with pro-EU politicians of other parties – will take most of the blame.
Critics have said his lukewarm support for the EU – which he summed up as 7 out of ten in one appearance – filtered through to the entire campaign and his emphasis on the need for a “social Europe” simply did not resonate with enough people.

We always knew a handful of cabinet ministers would support Brexit but it was Michael Gove and Boris Johnson’s declaration of support which really put rocket boosters under the campaign.
The justice secretary brought intellectual heft and strategic nous to the table while the former mayor of London, after a bout of soul-searching, brought star appeal and ability to appeal across the party divide.
The two men were deployed deftly, Boris Johnson cast in the role of foot soldier as he criss-crossed the country on the Vote Leave bus, pulling pints and brandishing cornish pasties in his wake.
Meanwhile, Mr Gove did much of the heavy lifting, helping to put together Leave’s post-Brexit manifesto as well as facing the public in TV referendum specials on Sky News and the BBC.
Then there was Nigel Farage, the face of Euroscepticism in the UK but also a potential loose cannon for the Conservative dominated official campaign? The UKIP leader, as is his forte, did his own thing and occasionally provoked controversy but also played a vital role on the ground in motivating his party’s supporters and numerous others to go to the polls.

The UK’s relationship with Europe has never been simple nor static.
It took the country years to join what was then the European Community and, even then, when it was last put to the vote in 1975 many backed it grudgingly or for narrow economic reasons.
Many of those have since changed their minds, with their earlier ambivalence turning into outright hostility. There have been decades of scepticism towards the EU among politicians and in large parts of the UK media.
The younger generation were generally seen as pro-EU but it remains to be seen – once the details of the voting is looked into – how the result broke down by age.
What appears clear from the campaign is that the vote to Leave was as much a statement about the country’s national identity, and all that involves, as it was about its economic and political future.

Friday 24th June 2016

Posted in Life the Universe and Other Things on June 24, 2016 by bishshat


Brain Damage

Pink Floyd

The lunatic is on the grass
The lunatic is on the grass
Remembering games and daisy chains and laughs
Got to keep the loonies on the path
The lunatic is in the hall
The lunatics are in my hall
The paper holds their folded faces to the floor
And every day the paper boy brings more
And if the dam breaks open many years too soon
And if there is no room upon the hill
And if your head explodes with dark forbodings too
I’ll see you on the dark side of the moon
The lunatic is in my head
The lunatic is in my head
You raise the blade, you make the change
You re-arrange me ’till I’m sane
You lock the door
And throw away the key
There’s someone in my head but it’s not me.
And if the cloud bursts, thunder in your ear
You shout and no one seems to hear
And if the band you’re in starts playing different tunes
I’ll see you on the dark side of the moon
“I can’t think of anything to say except…
I think it’s marvellous! HaHaHa!”


Nigel Farage, the leader of the United Kingdom Independence Party (UKIP), reacts at a party after polling stations closed in the Referendum on the European Union in London

The UK has voted to leave the European Union after 43 years in a historic referendum.
Leave won by 52% to 48% with England and Wales voting strongly for Brexit, while London, Scotland and Northern Ireland backed staying in the EU.
UKIP leader Nigel Farage hailed it as the UK’s “independence day” but the Remain camp called it a “catastrophe”.

I’m really shocked. Really shocked my heart though it be English was really hoping for humanity to win the day. The sun is shining the birds are singing yet I feel sad. I love England but I wanted better for all. The dream of together for the good of all. My heart is hurting and I feel a bit lost. I thought we were bigger than that? I thought we could use our ideas to help the whole. Now we are in the world turned upside down.

David Cameron said he would remain and guide us through the process even if the vote was to leave. Guess what? More lies!


Ok its a vote to leave. I did not want it. For the reasons I am sure most of my friends are aware. I do not think a vote to leave is a racist thing. I did not vote on a financial reason either. I agree we are taking too many people into the country and this needs to be sorted for the good of all. It has to be sorted in a humane way. I think Farage is not the way and not sure about Boris. The Tories will have to do some re thinking now and The Labour party well??? So Cameron and Corbyn are out of sorts I guess. I am a socialist so where does it leave me? Do we do like Edward I did and send all the not wanted people away? I do honestly feel a bit lost right now. I don’t feel I have got my country back at all. I spoke with several people older than me yesterday at the polling station and nearly all wanted to leave because they did not want to be ruled by the Germans. I felt they were dwelling on the past. As mush as I love my homeland. As much as I am English. I really hoped for a better way together nation with nation in unity. Maybe it will happen? but at the moment I really feel a little bit sick. I am 64 I grew up inside an Empire that was built on greed and bullying and cheating the little guy out of what was theirs. The EU is not perfect. I hoped we could stay within it and make it better.

Nigel Farage, the leader of the United Kingdom Independence Party (UKIP), makes a statement after Britain voted to leave on the European Union in London

Land Of Confusion


I must’ve dreamed a thousand dreams
Been haunted by a million screams
But I can hear the marching feet
They’re moving into the street.

Now did you read the news today
They say the danger’s gone away
But I can see the fire’s still alight
There burning into the night.

There’s too many men
Too many people
Making too many problems
And not much love to go round
Can’t you see
This is a land of confusion.

This is the world we live in
And these are the hands we’re given
Use them and let’s start trying
To make it a place worth living in.

Ooh Superman where are you now
When everything’s gone wrong somehow
The men of steel, the men of power
Are losing control by the hour.

This is the time
This is the place
So we look for the future
But there’s not much love to go round
Tell me why, this is a land of confusion.

This is the world we live in
And these are the hands we’re given
Use them and let’s start trying
To make it a place worth living in.

I remember long ago –
Ooh when the sun was shining
Yes and the stars were bright
All through the night
And the sound of your laughter
As I held you tight
So long ago –

I won’t be coming home tonight
My generation will put it right
We’re not just making promises
That we know, we’ll never keep.

Too many men
There’s too many people
Making too many problems
And not much love to go round
Can’t you see
This is a land of confusion.

Now this is the world we live in
And these are the hands we’re given
Use them and let’s start trying
To make it a place worth fighting for.

This is the world we live in
And these are the names we’re given
Stand up and let’s start showing
Just where our lives are going to.

Voted to LEAVE
Remain: 48.44%
Leave: 51.56%


The World Turned Upside Down

Leon Rosselson (Billy Bragg)

In 1649
To St. George’s Hill,
A ragged band they called the Diggers
Came to show the people’s will
They defied the landlords
They defied the laws
They were the dispossessed reclaiming what was theirs
We come in peace they said
To dig and sow
We come to work the lands in common
And to make the waste ground grow
This earth divided
We will make whole
So it will be
A common treasury for all
The sin of property
We do disdain
No man has any right to buy and sell
The earth for private gain
By theft and murder
They took the land
Mow everywhere the walls
Spring up at their command
They make the laws
To chain us well
The clergy dazzle us with heaven
Or they damn us into hell
We will not worship
The God they serve
The God of greed who feed the rich
While poor folk starve
We work we eat together
We need no swords
We will not bow to the masters
Or pay rent to the lords
Still we are free men
Though we are poor
You Diggers all stand up for glory
Stand up now
From the men of property
The orders came
They sent the hired men and troopers
To wipe out the Diggers’ claim
Tear down their cottages
Destroy their corn
They were dispersed
But still the vision lingers on
You poor take courage
You rich take care
This earth was made a common treasury
For everyone to share
All things in common
All people one
We come in peace
The orders came to cut them down

A Great Day For Freedom

Pink Floyd

On the day the wall came down
They threw the locks onto the ground
And with glasses high we raised a cry for freedom had arrived
On the day the wall came down
The Ship of Fools had finally ran aground
Promises lit up the night like paper doves in flight

I dreamed you had left my side
No warmth, not even pride remained
And even though you needed me
It was clear that I could not do a thing for you

Now life devalues day by day
As friends and neighbors turn away
And there’s a change that, even with regret, cannot be undone
Now frontiers shift like desert sands
While nations wash their bloodied hands
Of loyalty, of history, in shades of grey

I woke to the sound of drums
The music played, the morning sun streamed in
I turned and I looked at you
And all but the bitter residues slipped away…slipped away

Do you remember how good it felt when the Berlin wall came down and the people of Germany were removed from the oppression of the Iron curtain? I am a socialist yet I knew the oppression of the Soviet Union was wrong. This to me feels like such a day but in a bad way. I’m hearing people in Wales say they hate the way Polish people have stolen their jobs. Its not them its the big or small companies that have not paid a real wage for your people. You cannot afford to work for that kind of low wage.It’s not the EU fault its the fault of greedy owners of businesses.

Wind Of Change


I follow the Moskva
Down to Gorky Park
Listening to the wind of change
An August summer night
Soldiers passing by
Listening to the wind of change

The world is closing in
Did you ever think
That we could be so close, like brothers
The future’s in the air
I can feel it everywhere
Blowing with the wind of change

Take me to the magic of the moment
On a glory night
Where the children of tomorrow dream away
in the wind of change

Walking down the street
Distant memories
Are buried in the past forever
I follow the Moskva
Down to Gorky Park
Listening to the wind of change

Take me to the magic of the moment
On a glory night
Where the children of tomorrow share their dreams
With you and me
Take me to the magic of the moment
On a glory night
Where the children of tomorrow dream away
in the wind of change

The wind of change
Blows straight into the face of time
Like a stormwind that will ring the freedom bell
For peace of mind
Let your balalaika sing
What my guitar wants to say

Take me to the magic of the moment
On a glory night
Where the children of tomorrow share their dreams
With you and me
Take me to the magic of the moment
On a glory night
Where the children of tomorrow dream away
in the wind of change


I’m Gonna Be (500 Miles)

The Proclaimers

When I wake up, well, I know I’m gonna be
I’m gonna be the man who wakes up next to you
When I go out, yeah, I know I’m gonna be
I’m gonna be the man who goes along with you
If I get drunk, well, I know I’m gonna be
I’m gonna be the man who gets drunk next to you
And if I haver, hey, I know I’m gonna be
I’m gonna be the man who’s havering to you

But I would walk five hundred miles
And I would walk five hundred more
Just to be the man who walked a thousand miles
To fall down at your door

When I’m working, yes, I know I’m gonna be
I’m gonna be the man who’s working hard for you
And when the money comes in for the work I do
I’ll pass almost every penny on to you
When I come home (When I come home), oh, I know I’m gonna be
I’m gonna be the man who comes back home to you
And if I grow old, well, I know I’m gonna be
I’m gonna be the man who’s growing old with you

But I would walk five hundred miles
And I would walk five hundred more
Just to be the man who walked a thousand miles
To fall down at your door

Da lat da (Da lat da), da lat da (Da lat da)
Da-da-da dun-diddle un-diddle un-diddle uh da-da
Da lat da (Da lat da), da lat da (Da lat da)
Da-da-da dun-diddle un-diddle un-diddle uh da-da

When I’m lonely, well, I know I’m gonna be
I’m gonna be the man who’s lonely without you
And when I’m dreaming, well, I know I’m gonna dream
I’m gonna dream about the time when I’m with you
When I go out (When I go out), well, I know I’m gonna be
I’m gonna be the man who goes along with you
And when I come home (When I come home), yes, I know I’m gonna be
I’m gonna be the man who comes back home with you
I’m gonna be the man who’s coming home with you

But I would walk five hundred miles
And I would walk five hundred more
Just to be the man who walked a thousand miles
To fall down at your door

Da lat da (Da lat da), da lat da (Da lat da)
Da-da-da dun-diddle un-diddle un-diddle uh da-da
Da lat da (Da lat da), da lat da (Da lat da)
Da-da-da dun-diddle un-diddle un-diddle uh da-da
Da lat da (Da lat da), da lat da (Da lat da)
Da-da-da dun-diddle un-diddle un-diddle uh da-da
Da lat da (Da lat da), da lat da (Da lat da)
Da-da-da dun-diddle un-diddle un-diddle uh da-da

And I would walk five hundred miles
And I would walk five hundred more
Just to be the man who walked a thousand miles
To fall down at your door


Thursday 23rd June 2016

Posted in Life the Universe and Other Things on June 23, 2016 by bishshat


Love Is the Key

Ray Thomas and Nicky James

Somewhere the sun is always shining,
Somewhere the breeze blows in another brand new day,
So let us gather up our tears
We’ll save them for a rainy day.

Come on let’s fill our world with laughter,
Let’s put the sunshine into everybody’s heart,
Then peace will last for ever after
Oh what a lovely start.

It gives you hope for a brand new day,
Have faith in love it will show the way,
Happiness, who could ask for anything more,
So realise there’s no need to hide,
Show yourself to the world outside,
Don’t you know that the world is an open door,
Don’t you know that love’s the key to open any door.

It gives you hope for a brand new day,
Have faith in love it will show the way,
Happiness, who could ask for anything more,
So realise there’s no need to hide,
Show yourself to the world outside,
Don’t you know that the world is an open door,
Don’t you know that love’s the key to open any door.

The earth is good, why do we abuse it,
Our land, our seas, our skies, let’s try our wings and fly
Across green meadows hand in hand,
Let’s be the brotherhood of man,
Come on, let’s fill our world with laughter,
Let’s put the sunshine into everybody’s heart,
Then peace will last for ever after,
And that’s a lovely start.


High Above My Head

Ray Thomas

High above my head, there’s a silver lining
In the sky, I tell you no lie.
I know that we can make it
I know that were gonna make it
Thats what I said
Cause weve got a silver lining above our heads.
High above the storm clouds
Theres a new horizon, feast your eyes
Come on and feast your eyes
The beauty will astound you
The love there will surround you, open your eyes
The lord put the silver lining into our skies
I want you to see things clearly
I hope you can feel the truth,
I know theres a hope for all mankind
Living under one roof.
I want you to see things clearly
I hope you can feel the truth,
I know theres a hope for all mankind
Living under one roof.
I look around in wonder
While the world is living under
A broken dream, or thats how it seems
But we werent sent to change it
To change or rearrange it
Still we can dream,
And dreams were meant for living
If you know what I mean.


Nerve conduction study

A nerve conduction study is a test that measures how fast signals are transmitted through your nerves. During the test, electrodes are placed on your hand and wrist and a small electrical current is used to stimulate the nerves in the finger, wrist and, sometimes, elbow.
The results from the test indicate how much damage there is to your nerves.

Carpal tunnel syndrome 

Carpal tunnel syndrome (CTS) is a medical condition due to compression of the median nerve as it travels through the wrist at the carpal tunnel. The main symptoms are pain, numbness and tingling, in the thumb, index finger, middle finger, and the thumb side of the ring fingers.Symptoms typically start gradually and during the night. Pain may extend up the arm. Weak grip strength may occur and after a long period of time the muscles at the base of the thumb may waste away. In more than half of cases both sides are affected.

Risk factors include obesity, repetitive wrist work, pregnancy, and rheumatoid arthritis.There is tentative evidence that hypothyroidism increases the risk. It is unclear if diabetes plays a role. The use of birth control pills does not affect the risk. Types of work that are associated include computer work, work with vibrating tools, and work that requires a strong grip. Diagnosis is suspected based on signs, symptoms, and specific physical tests and may be confirmed with electrodiagnostic tests. If muscle wasting at the base of the thumb is present, the diagnosis is likely.

Being physically active can decrease the risk of developing CTS. Symptoms can be improved by wearing a wrist splint or with corticosteroid injections. Taking NSAIDs or gabapentin does not appear to be useful. Surgery to cut the transverse carpal ligament is effective with better results at a year compared to non surgical options. Further splinting after surgery is not needed. Evidence does not support magnet therapy.

About 5% of people in the United States have carpal tunnel syndrome. It usually begins in adulthood and women are more commonly affected than men. Up to 33% of people may improve without specific treatment over approximately a year.Carpal tunnel syndrome was first fully described after World War II.

The carpal tunnel is an anatomical compartment located at the base of the palm. Nine flexor tendons and the median nerve pass through the carpal tunnel that is surrounded on three sides by the carpal bones that form an arch. The median nerve provides feeling or sensation to the thumb, index finger, long finger, and half of the ring finger. At the level of the wrist, the median nerve supplies the muscles at the base of the thumb that allow it to abduct, move away from the other four fingers, as well as move out of the plane of the palm. The carpal tunnel is located at the middle third of the base of the palm, bounded by the bony prominence of the scaphoid tubercle and trapezium at the base of the thumb, and the hamate hook that can be palpated along the axis of the ring finger. From the anatomical position, the carpal tunnel is bordered on the anterior surface by the transverse carpal ligament, also known as the flexor retinaculum. The flexor retinaculum is a strong, fibrous band that attaches to the pisiform and the hamulus of the hamate. The proximal boundary is the distal wrist skin crease, and the distal boundary is approximated by a line known as Kaplan’s cardinal line. This line uses surface landmarks, and is drawn between the apex of the skin fold between the thumb and index finger to the palpated hamate hook. The median nerve can be compressed by a decrease in the size of the canal, an increase in the size of the contents (such as the swelling of lubrication tissue around the flexor tendons), or both. Since the carpal tunnel is bordered by carpal bones on one side and a ligament on the other, when the pressure builds up inside the tunnel, there is nowhere for it to escape and thus it ends up pressing up against and damaging the median nerve. Simply flexing the wrist to 90 degrees will decrease the size of the canal.

Compression of the median nerve as it runs deep to the transverse carpal ligament (TCL) causes atrophy of the thenar eminence, weakness of the flexor pollicis brevis, opponens pollicis, abductor pollicis brevis, as well as sensory loss in the digits supplied by the median nerve. The superficial sensory branch of the median nerve, which provides sensation to the base of the palm, branches proximal to the TCL and travels superficial to it. Thus, this branch spared in carpal tunnel syndrome, and there is no loss of palmar sensation.


Wednesday 22nd June 2016

Posted in Life the Universe and Other Things on June 22, 2016 by bishshat


What Do You Want From Me

Pink Floyd

As you look around this room tonight
Settle in your seat and dim the lights
Do you want my blood, do you want my tears
What do you want
What do you want from me
Should I sing until I can’t sing any more
Play these strings until my fingers are raw
You’re so hard to please
What do you want from me

Do you think that I know something you don’t know
What do you want from me
If I don’t promise you the answers would you go
What do you want from me
Should I stand out in the rain
Do you want me to make a daisy chain for you
I’m not the one you need
What do you want from me

You can have anything you want
You can drift, you can dream, even walk on water
Anything you want

You can own everything you see
Sell your soul for complete control
Is that really what you need

You can lose yourself this night
See inside there is nothing to hide
Turn and face the light

What do you want from me
Lost For Words

Pink Floyd

I was spending my time in the doldrums
I was caught in the cauldron of hate
I felt persecuted and paralyzed
I thought that everything else would just wait
While you are wasting your time on your enemies
Engulfed in a fever of spite
Beyond your tunnel vision reality fades
Like shadows into the night

To martyr yourself to caution
Is not going to help at all
Because there’ll be no safety in numbers
When the Right One walks out of the door

Can you see your days blighted by darkness?
Is it true you beat your fists on the floor?
Stuck in a world of isolation
While the ivy grows over the door

So I open my door to my enemies
And I ask could we wipe the slate clean
But they tell me to please go fuck myself
You know you just can’t win