14 Dec 2020

And Then, Fishing...

Listening to the news regards that Brexit thingy, I have to admit I was unaware that the Monster Raving Loony Party romped to power at the last UK election.

I also note that the EU would like access to our waters for fishing and that, according to that tussle haired Mad Madumba, is a sticking point. Why I ask myself, where will they fish, as the same chap recently announced that the UK will be powered by wind very soon and so to do that it follows that our fishing grounds will be quickly transformed to be just a mass of really big sub-sea concrete blocks supporting tall steel pillars with windmills on top. Any fishing we’ll be doing will be using rod and line beach casting. 

Finally, a note to our wonderous news outlets: Your given task is done and we are all suitably terrified, okay? We get it now. If the flue-be-do don’t get us we’re going to starve to death with a no deal bu-by to the EU and we’ll never, ever be able to have another holiday again anyway. Just planning a day visit to that local town up the road? Does it mean a change in Tier level? Then don’t forget you’ll need a short term Tier change travel and departure/entry visa. I’m kidding. Okay, I’m kidding at time of typing.

On top of all that, you want it darker? Well don’t ever forget the climate disaster is coming for you. Okay? Now go huddle in that cupboard ‘till you move up the jabbing order. As told, a little jab’ll save you from all that lot.

Submitted by Rick, a US vaccine read.
Submitted by Ripper, how we’re ‘trained’.
Watts Up With That Co-Co facts.

Quote;  Bertrand Russell.

“Dread of disaster makes everybody act in the very way that increases the disaster.”

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