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Feb 2014
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This wee Scottish imp fell from the skies,
One mythic creature, telling only truths,
Fresh from a fabled land called Utopia—
Once gave a lecture to a room full of old,
Future splatterers of the status quo, dim
Poms and drones from a garrison called:
Oxford.  God save the dream!  Help us all . . .
Conservative 'right' is always wrong.

"Men like Galloway, MP, have an ability to transport their audience away from the mundane and towards the grand and imaginative. Both will insist that they are simply appealing to reason, but human beings don’t just communicate to each other through verbal reasoning. They also use voice, looks, clothes, context and personal narrative to excite the taste buds of the mind. When that happens in perfect combination, politics becomes poetry. And politics – which is all about human communication – is really an art. It’s an art that Gorgeous George performs more beautifully than most of his peers. That’s why people keep on voting for him  .  .  ."
    -– Tim Stanley, the Telegraph
Seán Mac Falls
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Seán Mac Falls  Éire
(Éire)   
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