It was a long yearning of mine to write a short piece about political caricature in 19th century France. I will not. Not because I wouldn’t want to, or I wouldn’t think it’s interesting, but because you wouldn’t. I know this, because upon getting inspired to the brink of writing, I asked 4Liberty’s excellent editor, Olga Łabendowicz, to furnish me with data as to what articles perform the best on the website. And because I…
Do not read poetry because you have to. The selection enforced upon you by schools is oftentimes useless, and often serves only to uselessly try to impart upon you tacky nationalism. Read poetry because it serves you.
No, Rick and Morty is not liberal. Neither is it anything else. But it opens interdimensional portals in the static minds, and without us realizing it cajoles us into critical introspection. The show is great because it anticipates expectations, and chucks them in a bin, lights it on fire, and moves on.
The “you-know-what” brings out the worst in governments. It is one of the rare occasions that the military is used domestically. In some countries, it oversees the operation of strategic institutions and businesses.
Rock and roll was always about rebellion against the stale status quo. It often cried for liberty, and the rights of the individuals rather than the “establishment”. Dee Sneider came out of the hearing as the winner.
Do you know how to do it? You know, a corpulent guy, that politician or whomever, demonstrated it on TV. Just turn the tap on. No, don’t worry, they promised us they are reducing the water price. They even took over that company that billed us.
Take James Bond for instance. Ever since the series’ soft reboot in 2006 with Casino Royale, there is not a single enemy country in the movies, despite the fact that Russia upped its game in manipulating the internal politics of Western countries, and China sugarcoating its increasingly Orwellian dystopia.
Hungary is loth to leave its past behind, with radicals reemerging annually to celebrate the historic bloodshed of WW2. Athough the news was awash with the marching boots of neo-Nazis in Hungary, there is another story behind the black uniforms parading through the streets of Budapest.
Brexit, at a cursory glance, is a road forward, set by English drunkards in power. Having sobered up from the delirium of near 4 years of Brexit, we should ask ourselves: What is wrong with that?