Desires…

William Shakespeare’s Macbeth

“Stars, hide your fires:
Let not light see my black and deep desires:
The eye wink at the hand; yet let that be
Which the eye fears, when it is done, to see.”

–Act 1, Scene 5, Lines 50-3: Macbeth to himself

I was going to talk about the lunch hour, but that involve having to explain the cow freezing ships and why that is more humane, and what the hell is a cow freezing ship..
So instead, and picking up on Macbeth theme, we’ll talk about dark desires.

Today we had a meeting where everybody spoke their mind about what is wrong, in the hope that it mattered and things changed, or at least this was what management wanted.
News flash: People don’t change! They can make an effort, and they can even try to adjust, if the adjustment is somewhat related to the way they feel, but change? nope, nobody changes.
And so we could see in everyone’s faces a dark desire, the same desire that compels a kid with a match box to lit it all up and set the world on fire.
Now I understand why the Holly Inquisition burn people at the stake… for all the pretty lights, but later in time, as burning people was banned they came up with LSD.

ohhh and pretty they are… eerrrr but that’s all we’ve got time today…

Mohebius