One part culture, one part politics, one part abject nonsense, with the yolks broken.
Tuesday, November 11, 2014
Give a man a fish and you feed him for a day.
a man to fish and you bring him into the glorious human army doing
battle with that ancient watery enemy, the Bathyphasm, foul spirit who
is made manifest in all aquatic
creatures, be they finned or not, swimming freely in the open waters or
burrowing in the seabed, weak-minded or cunning. That his sanity may
be consumed by the Deep Song is no cause for trepidation – for we may
all suffer that fate.