Sunday, August 14, 2011
The eggs are looking back at me and I’m very tempted simply to go back to bed. Maybe until September. Let’s face it, friends and neighbours, it’s been one hell of a week. The world feels as though it’s teetering on multiple brinks, and now the eggs are looking back at me. I woke up this morning seeking for respite but all I found was a TV awash in facile social commentators talking unmitigated crap about the UK riots without even the insight of my friends on Facebook. Meanwhile, back in the USA, after barely avoiding an economic apocalypse – which has not exactly gone away – the wholly insane Michele Bachmann has won the GOP Iowa Straw Poll that sets her on track for a run to the White House, and I blanch at the idea that this madwoman should control nuclear weapons. And just to cap it all, my email was hacked and everything I sent out for some 24 hours was going out under the name Clerissa Kahlil. (You figure it.) And yes, brothers and sisters, the eggs are looking back at me.
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Posted by Mick at 8/14/2011 05:43:00 AM