Close Encounters XVIII
Close Encounters XVIII Paul F Walsh Ignorance was dressed up as Knowledge when he walked into the polling booth. When he walked out, he was naked. The Emperor had no clothes! Copyright Paul F Walsh 2023
Close Encounters XVIII Paul F Walsh Ignorance was dressed up as Knowledge when he walked into the polling booth. When he walked out, he was naked. The Emperor had no clothes! Copyright Paul F Walsh 2023
Close Encounters VI Paul F Walsh Ignorance was walking down the street when he met Knowledge. ‘Have you ever spoken to an Aborigine?’ Knowledge asked. ‘NO!’ Ignorance replied, ‘but I know all about them, mate.’ ‘So, you’ve never actually heard an Aboriginal VOICE speaking to you?’ Knowledge asked. ‘NO!’ Ignorance grinned. ‘I’m a
Close Encounters V Paul F Walsh Ignorance was walking down the street when he met Knowledge. ‘Don’t say a word!’ Ignorance warned. ‘You’re not mugging me again with all your elite talk!’ ‘It’s raining,’ Knowledge observed. ‘Share my umbrella.’ ‘NO!’ Ignorance roared. ‘Just shut up! I don’t want to listen to you!’ ‘But
A MURDER by Paul F Walsh When Susan and I arrive at Planet Fitness, a murder is not premeditated. We are too busy meditating on number plates in the car park. We are parked between BBC and CNN. Clearly our arrival is newsworthy on this foggy fitness morning. Susan enters the Quonset building,