<< Take me only for what I am, you've got a right to speak your mind, got to take a stand. No one has a right to say this is right or that is wrong it isn't just one way. Find common ground, go in between, things aren't always what they seem, some day it'll be alright, changes happen overnight. (Guitars). People, let's give each other room. If we're gonna work it out, better make it soon. Love is, love is such a common word. When it's pride we mistake for love isn't that absurd? Why always take the upper hand? It's better to understand. Some day it'll be alright, changes happen overnight. >> (Oye mi canto)

 


And I'm thinking how good it would be to be here some day on a ship called dignity.

 

CUT TO.. CAPTAIN WILLARD'S BOAT. THE BOAT APPEARS TO BE SAILING THROUGH DEEP SPACE. ANNE OF GREEN GABLES HAS JOINED THEM AND IS DOING A PERFORMANCE OF HAMLET, USING HAND PUPPETS, ALTHOUGH SHE HAS REWRITTEN IT COMPLETELY

ANNE OF GREEN GABLES
To be or not to be, that is the question. Whether tis nobler to go to the dance with Gilbert Blythe or to become a mounty and help Paul Gross combat the myth that survival of the fittest means predatorial behaviour, authoritarianism and people in uniforms thuggishly lording it over others.

MAN WITH GUN
This was not in the original Shakespeare.

EVERYONE ELSE Sssssshhhh!

ANNE OF GREEN GABLES
There are more things in Gilbert Blythe's trousers than are dreamt of in your philosophy, Horatio.

MAN WITH GUN
I am not called Horatio. Nobody here is called Horatio. Who is this Canadian schizo talking to?

EVERYONE ELSE Ssssssshhhh!

ANNE OF GREEN GABLES
Methinks I am a prophet, new inspired, and thus expiring do foretell of him. His rash fierce blaze of riot cannot last, for violent fires soon burn out themselves; small showers last long, but sudden storms are short; he tires betimes that spurs too fast betimes; with eager feeding food doth choke the feeder. Light vanity, insatiate cormorant, consuming means, soon preys upon Gilbert Blythe.


1. Waiting for Godot, the hollywood version

2. Madam Bovary, the neoliberal version

3. Planet of the Sales Apes {not yet complete}

potentially after that, not necessarily in this order:
Days of Gluten
Utopia now

http://www.tvhobo.com/anneofgreengables.html

 

<< I met a devil woman. She took my heart away. She said I had it coming to me, but I wanted it that way. I think that any love is good loving, so I took what I could get - she looked at me with big brown eyes and said "you ain't seen nothing yet, baby you just ain't seen nothing yet, here's something you're never gonna forget" >> (You ain't seen nothing yet)

I know I ain't seen nothing yet... I ain't seen nothing yet.

 

"Yes I swear, it's the truth, and I owe it all to you"