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Talulah reflected that answering "No" to the question, "Hello, is any one in?" might have blown her cover.

He could trace his genealogy all the way back to his parents.

Charles Dickens, Oliver Twist

No, Mrs, Bumble, it were Dickens, himself, insinuating that the Law is the Ass.

And therein coining the George Chapman phrase for all time. (Sorry for the Twist in the order of things M'lady  ).

still

The Invisible Woman.

I saw her.

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=WDMHb3GetIc

Your Anna is my Tess then? We unfinished these novels with a spooky degree of synchronicity.

I have the Kindle version for the train commute and aeroplane journeys, it only cost a few pence, but if I like it, I'll miss having a book on my shelf.

This myth follows me around and and seems unshakable.

Just for the record, I don't fear penguins, I despise penguins, and as such penguins should fear me.

I am not frightened by the prospect of getting very close and personal with a penguin. I simply loath the creatures and would merrily cull the animals if such an opportunity arose. By cull, of course I mean mass slaughter with a claw-hammer or chainsaw.

As much as I hate penguins, I despise the way that the remote public masses and media seem so fond of them. Seen as some kind of adorable, comical Spanish waiter of the fat midget variety, with their legs bound together four inches above the ankles and wearing flippers as they waddle uselessly around. That is not fondness, that is extracting fun from the afflicted. 

Whilst serving in the British armed forces, I spent some time (four months) on a remote Antarctic island called South-Georgia.

This is the view;

It is like that if you turn 360 degrees, for as far as you can see.

At first the sight is awesome but you soon realize that these things eat only fish and that they shit constantly. The excreta they produce is beyond description in terms of slimy mess and stench. They squawk whilst they shit and do nothing else except squabble and they never stop. Six hundred thousand of them trying to huddle as close as they can, shitting and squawk squabbling. During the mating season they indulge in extra shitting and more vociferous squawking. I would challenge any soul to exist for four months within close proximity of these creatures without developing a loathing for them.

The fact that they swam in intolerable numbers is compounded by just how plain useless they are. The colonies seem to attach themselves to breeding grounds that are in totally stupid (illogical) places where they struggle to get to the sea and back in order to feed. "As daft as fuck." is the way the penguin colonies on South-Georgia were described to me by a resident penguin expert.

A joke of evolution; a flightless bird. What is the point of flightless bird? As idiotic as the concept of a fish that cannot swim.

A shitting squawking paradox; they swim well but are useless on land with their stupid hobbled legs and flightless wings.

They swim well but cannot stay in the water. They cannot breathe underwater and are Orca and Leopard-seal bait when in the sea. On land, they are both useless and ridiculous.

They don't make for good pets and they are no challenge to hunt.

The only good thing about penguins is that they provide sport and protein for killer-whales.

I don't fear penguins, I sneer at penguins.

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Stereotypical national behavior myths

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