An ode for David Seymour

[Lilith7]

https://www.msn.com/en-nz/news/national/...67d28&ei=7



"mBard Billot on the Baron's warty toad

 

The Sorcerer’s Apprentice

Baron Luxon stands by his cauldron.

Victory is close: the sweet aroma of power

drifts tantalisingly through his Mean Damp Rebel Castle.

“Soon,” mutters the Baron,

“I will be in the Grand and Dry Castle of State.

Lo, the Rebel will be Master and the Masters brought low!

But I need some extra juju to make sure.”

The Baron has been up all night for a week,

poring over dark and dusty tomes

of Necromancy and Thaumaturgy.

Into the brackish foulness of his magick broth

He tosses the secret ingredients

Of The Ancient Lords of his Tribe:

Charred ash of the social contract from Emperor Roger,

A crushed and powdered beneficiary from Empress Ruth,

And the small toy race car of Don the Misfortunate.

Cauldron boil and cauldron bubble,

And give the wokesters mighty troubles!

Lo, and from the murk steps an amphibian:

Toad of Seymour,

Warted and clad in nought but magenta woad.

“Fantastic!”, says the Baron.

“Toad Seymour, are you ready to do my bidding?”

But the Toad pays no heed to the Baron

And elbows past him out the door

Where he mingles freely and chats with

The Respectable Middle Classes.

“Wait,” gasps the Baron, “this is all wrong!”

He hastily consults his documentation

But it is already too late.

otorists through fire zones, or waited in long lines lines for emergency flights the worst fire season on record in CToad of Seymour has already reassured

A Mob of the Oppressed and Despondent Bourgeoisie

That in three weeks from his taking office

All of the Raiders of Ram will be sent to the salt mines,

No taxes shall be paid,

And great highways of gold will connect

Their dairy farms, property portfolios and assorted holdings.

The People saith to one another,

“Lo, this Warty Magenta Toad is indeed our Messiah,”

And pay heed no more to the Baron.

Though the Tribe be generally pale,

and aged, and cranky, they hold great stinking piles of loot

which they offer to the Toad.

“No – no!” Cries the Baron.

“I am to be King! The Toad is merely my junior coalition partner!”

But The People have made their decision

And the cries of the Baron are but dry grass in the wind.

“TOAD! TOAD!” The People chant in mindless fervour.

The Baron chases the procession in desperation

But trips on his purple satin gown;

And down into the mud he vanishes

Under the tramping feet of a thousand cheering investors

Who follow their Magenta Messiah

On towards the Grand and Dry Castle of State.

[R2x1]

Goodness me, are boundless illicit substances being imbibed by the cast of players?
   

[Oh_hunnihunni]

From David Farriers Webworm today -

"Not to make it political, but New Zealand is preparing to elect some knob-heads of its own. There’s National leader Christopher Luxon, a man previously tied to pentecostal Auckland church the Upper Room — a man who claims his religious beliefs don’t colour his politics. I call bullshit on that. When your ethics and morals exist to guarantee you a spot in Heaven and the afterlife — those ethics and morals play out in all aspects of your life. Including your politics. Your soul depends on it.
Then there’s the Act party’s David Seymour, the kiwi politician with Trump’s ability to get maximum media pickup for a variety of shitty racist jokes and views."

I did not know that. The bit about that pentecostal stuff...

[Lilith7]

From David Farriers Webworm today -

"Not to make it political, but New Zealand is preparing to elect some knob-heads of its own. There’s National leader Christopher Luxon, a man previously tied to pentecostal Auckland church the Upper Room — a man who claims his religious beliefs don’t colour his politics. I call bullshit on that. When your ethics and morals exist to guarantee you a spot in Heaven and the afterlife — those ethics and morals play out in all aspects of your life. Including your politics. Your soul depends on it.
Then there’s the Act party’s David Seymour, the kiwi politician with Trump’s ability to get maximum media pickup for a variety of shitty racist jokes and views."

I did not know that. The bit about that pentecostal stuff...

Yep its a concern. Always slightly worrying when any political leader professes their faith in whatever religion; especially when they try to play it down as much as possible.

[zqwerty]

"When your ethics and morals exist to guarantee you a spot in Heaven and the afterlife — those ethics and morals play out in all aspects of your life. Including your politics. Your soul depends on it."

Yes absolutely, Oh_hunnihunni, beautiful thinking, thanks for the heads up.

[Oh_hunnihunni]

So I looked up The Upper Room out of interest to find their most recent sermon was about demons.

Okaaaaaay...

[Kenj]

A person with "normal" christian principles and beliefs as a leader is OK. A "christian" who is a member of a whacko church is not. Look at all the problems that that type creates in our world. Look at some of the Middle East countries religious clamp downs on peoples rights, all in the name of their own particular god. And then, of course, there is the good old US of A. Religiously corrupt! A fine example being the trying to force a 10 year old girl who had been raped, carry the baby full term! Because......

[Oh_hunnihunni]

Because a foetus is so much more important than a living child...

[Lilith7]

So I looked up The Upper Room out of interest to find their most recent sermon was about demons.

Okaaaaaay...

Yes indeed; its just so heartening when a political leader can manage to believe in mythical creatures, isn't it. 

 I live in hope that we may yet one day have our very own dragons...


And as an added bonus I'm fairly sure a dragon would keep Madame Le Dog in line.

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Because a foetus is so much more important than a living child...

Well jeez - there's always the chance it might be male.



I SO wish both genders could become pregnant & give birth; once each would work well.