(1) Since I got home, I’ve managed to spill my dinner on the carpet, spill dirty water all over the kitchen sink, AND accidentally open the vacuum cleaner and dump the accumulated dust all over the floor! A great and terrible wailing followed…
I think someone is trying to tell me something…and my reply is f-ck off!
(2) Enjoy your new budget? Isn’t that personal savings account groovy? Familiar, perhaps? I know it is…it’s called A BLOODY FRIGGIN BANK ACCOUNT! What did they THINK people would say about it?
Next up from the Finance Minister from Hell: selling a bridge in Brooklyn.
(3) Barack Obama and Hilary Clinton have BOTH declared they will re-open/withdraw from/tear up/dine-on-the-ashes of the North American Free Trade deal, so that they can subsidise their rust-belt industries and slap on protectionist tariffs to their hearts’ content. And just the other day I was watching an episode of The West Wing where Toby was advocating how-and-why free trade stops wars and helps to make the world a better place.
Well, at least Mr. Obama and Ms. Clinton are honest protectionists…
I’m going to stop writing now, as I’ve nearly lost this post TWICE, while in the process of pouding it out on the keyboard. The gremlins or furies (or something!) are after me tonight, so I’m going to go and hide while I can. It’s a good thing I didn’t even attempt to type up my next Torchwood review for tonight — at this rate, the computer would have melted beneath my fingers! :-/
