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As idiocracy spreads, more numbskulls are cutting their lives short
Thursday 08 January 2009 at 09:49 am Research finds most people die as a result of a bad decision they have made. (more)Symptoms of Fatalism
Sunday 04 January 2009 at 07:57 am Confused people lead damaged lives.By DAVID (more)
Baby P 'could have ended up a parasite' says head of children's charity
Saturday 13 December 2008 at 1:58 pm (more)News
- Sea of Liquidity could sink us
- "Discount addicts" are closing down the high street!
- Concreting over the countryside when houses stand empty
- Confidence is McDonalds is stronger than confidence in UK economy for investors
- Words associated with Christianity and British history taken out of children's dictionary
- History and geography axed in primary schools for lessons reflecting our failing society
- War hero brutally beaten by UK police
- UK has worst economic disaster in Europe
- Speaker fights Harman plan for big increase in gay MPs
- Campaigner wins pesticides court battle
"To-morrow, and to-morrow, and to-morrow,
Creeps in this petty pace from day to day,
To the last syllable of recorded time;
And all our yesterdays have lighted fools
The way to dusty death. Out, out, brief candle!
Life's but a walking shadow; a poor player,
That struts and frets his hour upon the stage,
And then is heard no more: it is a tale
Told by an idiot, full of sound and fury,
Signifying nothing."
Creeps in this petty pace from day to day,
To the last syllable of recorded time;
And all our yesterdays have lighted fools
The way to dusty death. Out, out, brief candle!
Life's but a walking shadow; a poor player,
That struts and frets his hour upon the stage,
And then is heard no more: it is a tale
Told by an idiot, full of sound and fury,
Signifying nothing."
From William Shakespeare's "Macbeth"