Mickey Mouse came to the new world with his ancient paraphernalia - a cauldron, a wand boosted from the paleolithic. The wilderness was full of strange forces that Mickey could bind, but not understand. Chop down all the trees, all of them boil the Indians in the cauldron. Around our tables we eat good food, a peasant dream of calories. Steamboat Willy takes the river down to sell his slaves at all the river towns. Will he ever be forgiven for his innocence, that mouse? He’s gone now. Died in a quagmire of his own devising.
“I’m so bored. I hate my life.” - Britney Spears
Das Langweilige ist interessant geworden, weil das Interessante angefangen hat langweilig zu werden. – Thomas Mann
"Never for money/always for love" - The Talking Heads