Strange times are these, in which we live, forsooth ; When young and old are taught in Falsehood's school:– And the man who dares to tell the truth, Is called at once a lunatic and fool.
People keep reminding me of this fesip, by telling me, in good faith, it is best to keep quiet.
Not a chance ... Not in a million years ... Over my dead body ... When hell freezes ...
When pigs fly with their tails forward !
That last one wins hands down in my book.
Allegedly it was first referenced in the 1616 edition of John Withals's English-Latin dictionary A Shorte Dictionarie for Yonge Begynners as: Pigs fly in the ayre with their tayles forward.
If you indulge for a moment in a bad translation, you'll concord it sounds like the Swiss: Pigs (Swiss) flying in the ayre (thin air) with their tales (perversions) forward.
Is this too dry to your taste?
Sadly people today only use *when pigs fly”.
All this to say, if publishing ever stops, all hands on deck, something happened to me.
A lie gets halfway around the world before the truth has a chance to get its pants on. This blog gets the proverbial pants on!
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