Passing bull 16 – the omitted poetry

At the first opportunity, I omitted to add to this Passing Bull item an extract from the poet of the month, Yeats.  I had promised not use his best known lines, but the revival of Sodom and Gomorrah really makes me now do so.

Things fall apart; the centre cannot hold;

Mere anarchy is loosed upon the world,

The blood-dimmed tide is loosed, and everywhere

The ceremony of innocence is drowned;

The best lack all conviction, while the worst

Are full of passionate intensity.

A propos of another form of trading in sex, Playboy is going clothed.  Do you remember the time when some diffident younger or older men said that they bought Playboy for the articles?  Now, I can warrant you that some will say that they watch Nigella to learn how to cook.