Ethan Switch - Tuesday, 9 August, 2005 - 16:25:28 - print it raw
And the world walks naked in their kilts of defiance and pant suits of an athletic allusion.
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Ethan Switch - Wednesday, 27 July, 2005 - 01:21:40 - print it raw
Defying the order of gravity and minor safety concerns, the Space Shuttle Discovery successfully lifted off from Cape Canaveral, Florida, shortly after 14:40 Greenwich Mean Time, Tuesday 26 July, 2005.
Faithful watchers of debris and scavenger hunters counted no explosions beyond the standard jettison of the booster rockets.
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Ethan Switch - Friday, 1 July, 2005 - 19:02:41 - print it raw
Running off the end of the 2004/05 financial year's exhaust, further solid realisation of the obliteration of workers' rights. Rallying unions and unions of support, fighting for their voices to be heard above the din of their own rally cries.
Left, right, and even on the breast bone, the scourge of the Australian Federal Parliament takes their bold hold on a majority fold in the Senate from today.
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Ethan Switch - Friday, 3 June, 2005 - 19:00:35 - print it raw
Commemorating the day in which Guru Arjan Dev Ji sacrificed his life in 1606, bands of men adorning turbans braved the hoarding masses of many lunch time crowds around the world. Overlords beyond crates and packs of cola, they hammered the thrusting drive into the faces of each freebie mongering passerby. Packed behind each punch, indiscriminate doling of Pepsi and Coca-Cola, sustaining the caffeinated consciousness of the public after the revelations in previous weeks made by prominent star athletes.
As gloss soaked flyers shot out from what they called shabeels (cold drinks stall), phrases such as "please do not throw this paper, pass it on thoughtfully" littered the mind. An intent such as the ever burning war between the two cola giants of the world. Left to their own devices, the fleeing cans with nary a thought or second hand reference suffered no more than would any other sample of the public threat. Such as the raffle in the name of organ transplants featuring a slightly dented sedan as the major prize.
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Ethan Switch - Wednesday, 20 April, 2005 - 20:29:33 - print it raw
After days of smoking the black smoke from the chimney of their smokey conclave, the Roman Catholic Church broke their eyelids to the daylight and elected a new shepherd for their 1.1 billion grade of cattle stock. Hailing from the wilds of Germany, Cardinal Joseph Ratzinger.
Like many Popes before him, Ratzinger adopted a new, more homely, Christian name. Riding the robes of white baring flesh like a vampire without a tan, the German Cardinal declared Pope Benedict XVI as his new moniker. Building upon the media library of previous Benedicts with a hopeful gain to sequel contender status against the previous and late edition of XV.
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Ethan Switch - Monday, 11 April, 2005 - 20:07:08 - print it raw
Following the passing of recent days, a natural progression of numerical stakes would have counted the death of Monaco's Prince Rainer III after the Catholic church's Pope John Paul II as a clear marker. One to sound off the clear felling of the slate. Freshly anointed heads of state with monikers at IV on edge to rebuff the roll on effect between III and the guarana enhanced state of V.
Count the numbers and the procession spells not the clamour and pallor of death. But as friends of the Cookie Monster would have it, a simple numeric lesson kicking the world over.
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