Fal Lal La!
May. 1st, 2022 08:54 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
poliphiloHappy May Day!
Every so often Conservative lawmakers mutter about replacing the May Day holiday with something less socialistic- Trafalgar day, for instance- but nothing ever comes of it. The roots of this festival go too deep.
Talking about lawmakers, ever since one of them got shamed for watching porn on his phone in the chamber of the House of Commons (he said he was actually researching tractors) I've had the Sentry's Song from Iolanthe circling through my head. I know much of it by heart. The complete lyric is as follows....
When all night long a chap remains
On sentry-go, to chase monotony
He exercises of his brains,
That is assuming that he's got any.
Though never nurtured in the lap
Of luxury, yet I admonish you,
I am an intellectual chap,
And thing f things that would astonish you.
I often think it's comical- Fal lal la!
How nature always does contive- Fal lal la!
That every boy and every gal
That's born into the world alive
Is either a little Liberal
Or else a little Conservative!
Fal lal la!
When in the House M.P.s divide
If they've a brain and cerebellum too,
They've got to leave that brain outside
And vote just as their leaders tell 'em too.
But then the prospect of a lot
Of dull M.P.s in close proximity,
All thinking for themselves, is what
No man can face with equanimity.
Then let's rejoice with loud Fal la- Fal la la!
That Nature always does contrive- Fal Lal la!
That every boy and every gal
That's born into the world alive
Is either a little Liberal
Or else a little Conservative!
Fal lal la!
It's somehow reassuring to be reminded that we're not the first generation to hold our parliamentary democracy in affectionate contempt, nor the first to have good reason to...
Every so often Conservative lawmakers mutter about replacing the May Day holiday with something less socialistic- Trafalgar day, for instance- but nothing ever comes of it. The roots of this festival go too deep.
Talking about lawmakers, ever since one of them got shamed for watching porn on his phone in the chamber of the House of Commons (he said he was actually researching tractors) I've had the Sentry's Song from Iolanthe circling through my head. I know much of it by heart. The complete lyric is as follows....
When all night long a chap remains
On sentry-go, to chase monotony
He exercises of his brains,
That is assuming that he's got any.
Though never nurtured in the lap
Of luxury, yet I admonish you,
I am an intellectual chap,
And thing f things that would astonish you.
I often think it's comical- Fal lal la!
How nature always does contive- Fal lal la!
That every boy and every gal
That's born into the world alive
Is either a little Liberal
Or else a little Conservative!
Fal lal la!
When in the House M.P.s divide
If they've a brain and cerebellum too,
They've got to leave that brain outside
And vote just as their leaders tell 'em too.
But then the prospect of a lot
Of dull M.P.s in close proximity,
All thinking for themselves, is what
No man can face with equanimity.
Then let's rejoice with loud Fal la- Fal la la!
That Nature always does contrive- Fal Lal la!
That every boy and every gal
That's born into the world alive
Is either a little Liberal
Or else a little Conservative!
Fal lal la!
It's somehow reassuring to be reminded that we're not the first generation to hold our parliamentary democracy in affectionate contempt, nor the first to have good reason to...
