Quote (Video) Of The Week

I haven’t been online much this week, in between being infested with man porcupine flu and being busy at work, I’ve been hammer-and-sickle tongs trying to finish Atlas Shrugged (I’m appalled how long it’s taking, a couple of years ago I’d have been through a book like that in a week) but I did manage to see this from CaptainFF/Man Widdecombe:

Class.

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The (Other) Quote Of The Week

Hmpf. Maybe from now on I should wait until 23:59 on Saturday to do QOTW.
From The Landed Underclass:

The only problem with this is that unlike the other victims of DEFRA (Destroy Everything Fast and Run Away), wallabies are cute. People have been extensively trained to react automatically to cuteness, so that they will agree to have their freedoms taken from them provided that one first shows them a picture of a photogenic child. Perhaps they will not accept the mass slaughter on their own doorsteps (or patios, as per photo) of wallabies and their big-eyed, floppy-eared, Disneyesque progeny.

Quote Of The Week

This week’s QOTW goes to Oliver Cromwell, on his dismissal of the Rump Parliament in 1653:

“…It is high time for me to put an end to your sitting in this place, which you have dishonoured by your contempt of all virtue, and defiled by your practice of every vice; ye are a factious crew, and enemies to all good government; ye are a pack of mercenary wretches, and would like Esau sell your country for a mess of pottage, and like Judas betray your God for a few pieces of money.

“Is there a single virtue now remaining amongst you? Is there one vice you do not possess? Ye have no more religion than my horse; gold is your God; which of you have not barter’d your conscience for bribes? Is there a man amongst you that has the least care for the good of the Commonwealth?

“Ye sordid prostitutes, have you not defil’d this sacred place, and turn’d the Lord’s temple into a den of thieves by your immoral principles and wicked practices? Ye are grown intolerably odious to the whole nation; you were deputed here by the people to get grievances redress’d; your country therefore calls upon me to cleanse the Augean Stable, by putting a final period to your iniquitous proceedings, and which by God’s help and the strength He has given me, I now come to do.

“I command ye, therefore, upon the peril of your lives, to depart immediately out of this place! Take away that shining bauble there, and lock up the doors. You have sat here too long for the good you do. In the name of God, go!”

H/T The Anglo-Saxon Chronicle