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Saturday 21st 41F, very dark grey and windy. I'm feeling a bit better today after another day of dizziness. It came on mid-morning and ruined anotherwise perfect day. The Head Gardener says I have Menier's and who am I to [dare] argue?A walk to the lanes for some fresh air. The fresh air was moving at 30mph and carrying sheets of rain. The forecast was for dry but cloudy. <sigh> It rained and blew all day.
Several wealthy people have placed themselves well above the rule of law in today's news. Hardly any point in discussing Doolally Chump. How do you get rid of The Gilded Nutter when his crooked henchmen will destroy their "grate nation" before admitting defeat? Can you get monogrammed straitjackets for the criminally insane?
Meanwhile Evil Clown Boris kicked every, poor, bullied kid [and adult] repeatedly in the teeth with his ugly, oversized, clown's boots. By backing a committed, but decorative, career bully in his cabinet. Resulting in mass jumping of junior officers from the side of his slowly sinking ship: HMS Badly-Broxit slides inexorably beneath the waves. While on its maiden voyage and sea trials in a Europe-wide storm under another, wealthy nutter. I bet he was a prefect at his private school! You can practically smell the fear of bullied juniors on him, even from this distance.
A wealthy young Swede [20] and a self-styled raving nutter, set a new Danish Land Speed Record of 274kmh/170mph [in 90kph/55mph mixed traffic.] Sadly the Danish police couldn't confiscate his obscenely expensive car because it was registered in Sweden. Though he received an immediate, automatic ban from driving in Denmark. Which meant he had to be driven back out of the country. To continue living the high life in Elysium. The Swedes never mention wealth. It is one of their few taboo subjects. To discuss wealth would be an admission that their ridiculous delusions of equality are just that. Fabricated delusions.
Deprived of having their "Farmers Rule OK Party" in continuous power, the unbelievably wealthy, tax-free and heavily subsidised, Danish farmers are joining distant convoys, in local capitals. They are protesting at the culling of the mutated Jinping Plague mink. How do they even have the time when they are supposed to be up at 5am to milk their factory pigs? How can they possibly afford the fuel for their giant, multimillion, tractors if farming times are [always] so damned hard? They are demanding the government resign. Which sounds like treason to me. But what do I know?
All of this is despite overgenerous compensation from the taxpayer. To those who allowed their mink farms to be exposed to the Jinping Plague. That's the thing about insurance. It favours the wealthy & guilty at the expense of the masses. Whom "They" will follow to the ends of the earth for their very last kroner. While giving away countless billions to every international crook who can be coached to fill out a fake form for rubber stamping by the Danish tax office.
Then there are the WAGS. These are hideously expensive, hideously overdecorated, men's handbags. Primarily aimed, at short range, at highly vulnerable, but obscenely wealthy, male, sports personalities. Primarily intended for footballers. Though other sports are paying well over the odds to ensure lots of advertising space.
Some of these "money bags" are getting well above their station and suing each other for libel. Entirely at impoverished, football supporter's expense, of course. Nice work if you can get it? I couldn't face myself in the mirror. Let alone spend all day and every day in front of one, in their latest, stately home.
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