How little changes
Why do I think of Anal Swab and Gates of Hell.
There do seem similarities. More Bloy-
When Alaric died, the Goths are said to have mourned him as the hero of
their people; following the custom of the Barbarians of the North, who hid
the graves of extraordinary men, they redirected the course of a small river
near Cosenza for his obsequies. After digging a grave resembling a well,
they laid there the body of their chieftain, along with abundant riches; then,
they filled the pit and let the waters resume their natural course. To ensure it
remained secret, they cut the throats of the prisoners employed for the task.
The instinct of this race has changed so little that, fifteen centuries later,
similar scenes have been witnessed among us. Even though, truth be told,
the rites lack all grandeur, they strangely reflect the ponderous puerility of
the German people, whom neither the clubbings inflicted by all their
masters nor all their pedants’ chatter have been able to sway.
The mechanically disciplined Prussian slaves brought, in the baggage
dragged by their harried asses, the age-old mildew of their origins to
France.
Quite some story, and stunning writing style.
Quelle horreur.
Why do I think of Anal Swab and Gates of Hell.
There do seem similarities. More Bloy-
When Alaric died, the Goths are said to have mourned him as the hero of
their people; following the custom of the Barbarians of the North, who hid
the graves of extraordinary men, they redirected the course of a small river
near Cosenza for his obsequies. After digging a grave resembling a well,
they laid there the body of their chieftain, along with abundant riches; then,
they filled the pit and let the waters resume their natural course. To ensure it
remained secret, they cut the throats of the prisoners employed for the task.
The instinct of this race has changed so little that, fifteen centuries later,
similar scenes have been witnessed among us. Even though, truth be told,
the rites lack all grandeur, they strangely reflect the ponderous puerility of
the German people, whom neither the clubbings inflicted by all their
masters nor all their pedants’ chatter have been able to sway.
The mechanically disciplined Prussian slaves brought, in the baggage
dragged by their harried asses, the age-old mildew of their origins to
France.
Quite some story, and stunning writing style.
Quelle horreur.