Romney, the "Hollow Man"

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   Ralph Deedsposted 11 years ago

   "The Hollow Men" by T S Eliot
    
   Mistah Kurtz-he dead
               A penny for the Old Guy
   
                          I
   
       "We are the hollow men
       We are the stuffed men
       Leaning together
       Headpiece filled with straw. Alas!
       Our dried voices, when
       "We whisper together
       Are quiet and meaningless
       As wind in dry grass
       Or rats' feet over broken glass
       In our dry cellar
      
      "Shape without form, shade without colour,
       Paralysed force, gesture without motion;
      
      "Those who have crossed
       With direct eyes, to death's other Kingdom
       Remember us-if at all-not as lost
       Violent souls, but only
       As the hollow men
       The stuffed men....
   
       "This is the way the world ends
       This is the way the world ends
       This is the way the world ends
       Not with a bang but a whimper."

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   Mighty Momposted 11 years ago

   Well done, Ralph.

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   Ghaelachposted 11 years ago

   I'm don't want to make an enemy of anyone. But I will be very glad when these elections are over. I'm sick to my back teeth with all this slagging of one candidate or the other. Mr. Deeds has a way that bring out the worst character in these politicians. Soon it will be all over and whichever partie wins, it will give these writers something else to write about for the next four years.
   Having had my little rant, do you know what I find so wonderful about my lap-top and that is that it has a button marked DELETE. Thank God for that little button.

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      Ralph Deedsposted 11 years agoin reply to this

      You're giving me more credit than I deserve. The candidates don't need any help bringing out their "worst character."

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   wavegirl22posted 11 years ago

   this post made me think of the song by R.E.M. called... Hollow Man
   Words Romney probably could be singing to tomorrow.
   
   I’ve been lost inside my head
   Echoes fall off me
   I took the prize last night for complicatedness
   For saying things I didn’t mean and don’t believe
   
   Believe in me, believe in nothing
   Corner me and make me something
   I’ve become the hollow man
   Have I become the hollow man I see?
   I see this echoing
   
   You have placed your trust in me
   I went upside down
   I emptied out the room in thirty seconds flat
   I can’t believe you held your ground
   
   I’m overwhelmed, I’m on repeat
   I’m emptied out, I’m incomplete
   You trusted me, I want to show you
   I don’t want to be the hollow man
   
   Believe in me, believe in nothing
   Corner me and make me something
   I’ve become the hollow man
   Have I become the hollow man I see? I see

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