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In the end, the elected president's...
.... but a walking shadow, a poor player
That struts and frets his hour upon the stage,
And then is heard no more. It is a tale
Told by an idiot, full of sound and fury,
Signifying nothing.
The four horsemen galloping to the finishing post are eminently qualified, if compared to the clueless individual squatting in the Istana - the clod actually titled his memoir "Why Am I Here?"
- http://singaporedesk.blogspot.com/2011/08/bard-was-right.html
.... but a walking shadow, a poor player
That struts and frets his hour upon the stage,
And then is heard no more. It is a tale
Told by an idiot, full of sound and fury,
Signifying nothing.
The four horsemen galloping to the finishing post are eminently qualified, if compared to the clueless individual squatting in the Istana - the clod actually titled his memoir "Why Am I Here?"
- http://singaporedesk.blogspot.com/2011/08/bard-was-right.html