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Party Affiliation: Marxist-Darwinist!

The Marxist-Darwinist Party is dedicated to the inalienable right of any individual to achieve a highly developed sense of the low-brow.
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“O, Galapagos, My Galapagos!”

Anthem: “O, Galapagos, My Galapagos!”

Required Reading:
The Origin of Speciousness

Official Mascot:
The Dollar-billed Platypus

Party Slogan:
“Survival of the glibbest!”
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A few simple rules:


  1. The sporting of facial hair by Party members is strongly encouraged though not mandatory, except for the women.
  2. Please note that joining this Party will automatically void any pre-existing membership in “Club Groucho”.
  3. Party members are to refrain from asking questions and should not expect to receive daily, weekly, monthly, quarterly or yearly updates on the progress of the Party’s work ~ which is expected to be negligible.
    (Non-negligibility, niggling legibility or giggling gullibility may affect your eligibility.)

If amenable to the foregoing, and being of arguably sound mind, place your right hand over your left heart and recite after me:

I, [state your name], do solemnly swear – but only if I’m in a foul mood and have been drinking excessively.


             Marxist-Darwinists:  The few. The proud. The inane.


© 2009

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Molecular Snooker

snooker

 

© 2005

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At the Storm’s Edge

A relaxing remix of two original recordings, blending a nightingale’s beautiful and persistently-variable song with a moderate, well-defined thunderstorm.
(Nightingale recording by reinsamba. Storm recording by RHumphries.)


Listen to Storm’s Edge

 

800px-FoggDam-NTPhoto: Bidgee

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Jabberwocky

A vocal interpretation of the famous Charles Lutwidge Dodgson (Lewis Carroll) poem Jabberwocky first featured in Through the Looking-Glass and What Alice Found There, 1872. 

Listen…

 
250px-TheJabberwocky‘Twas brillig, and the slithy toves 
Did gyre and gimble in the wabe;
All mimsy were the borogoves,
And the mome raths outgrabe.

“Beware the Jabberwock, my son!
The jaws that bite, the claws that catch!
Beware the Jubjub bird, and shun
The frumious Bandersnatch!” 

He took his vorpal sword in hand:
Long time the manxome foe he sought—
So rested he by the Tumtum tree,
And stood awhile in thought.

And as in uffish thought he stood,
The Jabberwock, with eyes of flame,
Came whiffling through the tulgey wood,
And burbled as it came!

One, two! One, two! and through and through
The vorpal blade went snicker-snack!
He left it dead, and with its head
He went galumphing back.

“And hast thou slain the Jabberwock?
Come to my arms, my beamish boy!
O frabjous day! Callooh! Callay!”
He chortled in his joy.

‘Twas brillig, and the slithy toves
Did gyre and gimble in the wabe;
All mimsy were the borogoves,
And the mome raths outgrabe.

  

Performance © 2009 Archangel Media Inc.
Poem by Lewis Carroll 
Illustration by Sir John Tenniel 

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Downer at the End of Lonely Street

street comp 2

 

© 1995

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