Tuesday May 12th 2015
It does seem
almost unbelievable that the petroleum industry receives
government subsidies. And at the same time it makes
perfect sense once government is understood for what it
is. A bunch of guys and gals doing whatever they have to
do in order to get ahead, earn a couple of dollars,
spend their two weeks vacation in Cancun, then shuffle
painfully off the mortal coil, often to loud applause.
Such a pity the political class doesn't come right out
and admit it, rather than dressing up, crocodile tears,
and pretending to be Saints.
of Usk in one of his lives, claims to have been a Saint. As
with all things there's considerable dispute. Our hero who
knows The Rabbit pretty well is very doubtful around The
Rabbit's memory of his life as a Saint and your writer of
pulp is getting all excited at he prospect of describing the
Vestry of Monnow. He again saw the inquest room in his
dreams last night, and one of the problems was a Running of
Trout in the River Monnow, which kind of distracted the
Devil's Advocate, who was a big fisherman.