The image above is a guardsman who fainted during the royal ceremony for Queen Elizabeth II this week.
He was not the only one who appeared to faint during the ceremony. A certain lady present seemed to vanish behind a small crowd of nobles, only to resurface briefly at her departure.
Without speaking of age and resilience and all-electric cars, we can speak to the tragedy that now befalls a shaken and unconcerned people: a collation of remarkable transitions, exchanges, revisions, truncations and reverberations. Honorable or not, it would seem so many lingering 'dust by the river' embattlements cause the driver of a said train to heave, sweat, beads enormous to their equal proportion escaping upward or outward, never truly amounting to a propellation in a direction purposed, heaving undulously and of sun-dimmed, unclear pasture.
Nay, perhaps the description is not so fitting as a garment so beautifully weaved with parlor tricks and smoke; presently, effectually smoking.
The driver is presently Heaving, Sweating, Beating and Flinging in a bedeviled frenzy, the unformed coals into the engine:
In hope, in terror, in an 'otherwise delirium, of a faintness of breath.... as the approaching True Terror fully and completely forms behind him and before him.
The pace of an era strikes hot like steel, thrusting aback all vulpine declarations....
USPS: bailouts signal a concussive trail of events to follow
We've heard since Trump's presidency that bailouts for USPS would not resolve the issues with the critical mail and parcel delivery organization.
Consolidate, yes. Pull back! Oh and spare not proposals of marriage once again, moonshot after moonshot: but if your work was done, why is it yet being cast back in to the oven?
....Bailing water from a sinking ship has not alerted the stewards and we can observe that the target is much higher and singular.
Infusion after infusion ended in an empty stomach for certain shimmering glassy faces, promising a view to 'back there', where the meadows of prosperity sung songs of aspinuous oracles.
Amtrak: unionization and the workers movement
Amtrak strikes -- a culmination of covid era recession effects and world war energy crisis due to Ukraine war, are like the teary dewdrops on the eyes of slaves.
Long ago, the age of 40 hour plus weeks, impinging on life at home was a sure guarantee, as sure as Sunny Delight's natural ingredients.
But now, railway strikes threaten the very motion of our subject's visions. If you say, it isn't so, look only a single footstep farther:
Shallowly, reasoning, you believe enclosing the problem will bring out the visions clearer.
Yet we continue to see sanctions failing, only strengthening tide after tide of jolts, abrasions, guttings of orders and 'proper conduct', as you favor to say. Here a moment of critical reflection: does a King need his jewels to be resplendent and feared, or will his subjects fear and obey him without his glories and beauties and prizes toward them?
Soon the test shall flag, and while flames heavily do fall near to such a statement, your subjects will not stay in place long....
(https://nymag.com/intelligencer/2022/09/europe-energy-catastrophe.html)
Nato ministers are more than squabbling, more than railing against a spare plan such as this and equate it to mutiny against a career criminal. As the saying, 'honor among thieves'; with bones plunging out from the surface of a once glistening and alluring materialism, we have droughts, famines and raw barrelling cliffsides as the flocks run to and fro, finding no place where the walls do not come up forever and ever.
Your votes count, when the Roman halls are filled with shouting. For Caesar, the vote, resounds again and again....
Dear Elizabeth: Message to the Queen
Your passing has brought tears to many, many souls... which kind?
Your esteem, your carriage and riches are renowned, we speak of it to this present moment; we speak of your ages, your tributes, brought in endless rivers to your harbors. We speak of your generation and the tongue is unable to speak it, for the sheer number of things we count and recount.
Only a book can contain the number of these things and every letter carrying every weight and possession of them to you...are they burdensome?
You will at last have yours, lastingly, the crown to your achievements, crowned.
As for Diana,
"Warmth, humility and grace unemulated by the watchful peer was shone bright in Princess Diana, whose passing is remembered and whose rememberance is ever with him. Walking among the etchings of an Empty Tuesday, she shines in brilliance; deserving, deserved and ours."