Every place the light touches is his kingdom, which is politically problematic as water attenuates electromagnetic signals differently depending on light frequency and water quality.
Fossa suspecting that Michael Franti was wrong and that most revolutions actually come with a great many warnings and that, in truth, most people in power simply ignore them.
Yes, it’s just a simplified bower, made by a bowerbird. Not very impressive to look at … until you realize that we have no idea which bird behavior is new and which have continued since the age of the dinosaurs.
Did dinosaurs make bowers? We don’t know, but would you want to live in a world where they didn’t?
This leiothrix esteems today’s English to be codswallop, unintelligible to our longfathers.
Holonyms and their associated meronyms, to the nethermost level, a panoply of prodigious constellation, are the crinkum-crankum of the Queen’s tongue, not fandangles for nithings and dandiprats besotted by linguistic errantry.
Today, disconfustication, for elucidation, has hithered our language toward palaverous flummery.
To rectify this situation, hereupon we ought cease mollycoddling those lollygagging lurdans, abjure modernity, and espouse lexical involution.