As one of my favourite Mathematicians once said
The Moving Finger writes, and, having writ,
Moves on; nor all your Piety nor Wit
Shall lure it back to cancel half a Line,
Nor all your Tears wash out a Word of it.
Now that 40 Baskets has opened the pandoras box of hoisting us on our own petards, I can see many silvertalians cowering in fear of past discretions.
It's a witch hunt I tell you, a witch hunt.
I am conflicted, should auld opinions be forgot... in the name of auld
The Moving Finger writes, and, having writ,
Moves on; nor all your Piety nor Wit
Shall lure it back to cancel half a Line,
Nor all your Tears wash out a Word of it.
Now that 40 Baskets has opened the pandoras box of hoisting us on our own petards, I can see many silvertalians cowering in fear of past discretions.
It's a witch hunt I tell you, a witch hunt.
I am conflicted, should auld opinions be forgot... in the name of auld