Idiots

I can see these people walking about - they are trying to organise a piss up in a brewery.

They have been running around in circles for years.

I have been avoiding thinking about them - but now I have little choice.

And what do I see - there is no brewery and there is no piss-up.

These people are not drunk; they are idiots.

Sniffing at elections

I'm trying to remember to type quietly and not to sniff.

Elections - what joy with the conlab bring us - shiny suited men with shiny suited smiles. A new politics - all agreement and spun into a yarn which is smooth but somehow smells even when white-washed... smells of something brown, shit brown rather than old brown Gordon Brown.

Gordon Brown, texture like.... crud. Bless him, monocular and brown.

Fuck, shit ,bugger - sniffed.

I feel sniffy at this election business - eek will it be a disaster, will it be great?

Nah, it will be "business" as usual. Bullshit, flannel and other such things illusory. Governments only seem able to get in the way of freedom - to fiddle about making rules for all for the sake of the few.


Perhaps we should be as we know we really should be - kind, helpful, busy. Keeping our hands moving to stop the devil taking them - keep him from making us stick 'em in the pie or from poking out the kittens eyes.


Poor wee blinded beasties stumbling off in to the cold dark northern night - not a mousy nor a housey for them.

Aircraft - happy flights

A sensible comment on air traffic control - in response to concerns at work about different approaches to the issue of congested skies.

best to buy in an expert - bah...

who cares: let 'em fly their planes wherever they fancy - they have windows and headlights don't they? If the pilots could be bothered to stay sober they could look out and not crash into each other.

Give them a sat-nav and let them sort out where the passengers fancy going. Just fill up the plane and take a vote on the most popular destination... the majority will be sure to know the best places to go. In any case, what does it matter where they go, really, in the grand scheme of things what does it matter where we actually are, physically, during the poxy amount of time we are a conscious collection of bits of infinity on this planet spinning though time, space, probability.

All this regulation and government fiddling about - just let the fuckers do what they want.