In his new memoir, the California governor tries desperately to seem down-to-earth. Instead, he reveals himself as a shallow, inauthentic son of privilege who’ll say anything to get ahead.
  • Tinidril@midwest.socialEnglish
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    5 days ago

    The reference is fitting.

    We are the hollow men 
    We are the stuffed men 
    Leaning together
    Headpiece filled with straw. Alas!
    Our dried voices, when 
    We whisper together 
    Are quiet and meaningless
    As wind in dry grass 
    Or rats’ feet over broken glass
    In our dry cellar

    Shape without form, shade without colour. 
    Paralysed force, gesture without motion;