And so to todays scary story is; if we vote Leave, we’ll be doomed to wander in the wilderness for ten years. If such an eventuality arose, you think there’s any chance the Divine Cummerbund would eventually ascend a mountain, possibly in Norfolk, and find some sort of plan ‘B’ carved into a couple of stone tablets? Yes? Hallelujah!!! He’s saved us!!!
Honestly, we have a ‘leader’, embarking on a mission that will affect the future lives of every last one of us, who admits to having no plan ‘B’ should things not go his way? To me, that’s insane and bordering on criminal. Or to put it another way, criminally insane and yet further proof that the young Cummerbund is just a waste of the skin he’s very loosely wrapped in.
Quote; Ralph Waldo Emerson.
“Our chief want is someone who will inspire us to be what we know we could be.”
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