to be or not to be-that is the question: Whether 'tis nobler in the mind to suffer The slings and arrows of outrageous fortune,Or to take arms against a sea of troubles, And, by opposing, end them. To die, to sleep-
No more-and by a sleep to say we end The heartache and the thousand natural shocks That flesh is heir to-'tis a consummation Devoutly to be wished. To die, to sleep- To sleep, perchance to dream. Aye, there's the rub
THE RUB...
"more of a news organisation than a band", the original flyer read. Formed in the post 911 context of weapons of mass destruction newspapers warmongering like their wallets depended on it. Rupert Murdoch getting done for phone hacking was like al capone getting done for tax evasion. Serious gangster murderers. To sleep perchance to dream yourself into the eternal scream. to hell with them. bless the into the nevermore