“The society which has abolished every kind of adventure makes its own abolition the only possible adventure.” Paris, May 1968


Tuesday, 3 February 2009

Massive disruption. Nation not prepared shock.

The disruption caused by the snow has provided another opportunity to indulge in the national pastime of self-flagellation. Why oh why are we never prepared for snow, floods, pestilence, the second coming of Christ, or whatever?  Look, it snowed, all right? Shit (and snow) happens. Lots of people had a day off work and build snowmen with the kids. Get over it.
Mind you, it must have been bloody freezing on the Lindsey picket line. That reminds me. Am I the only one to wonder if the people banging on about British workers being protectionist, even racist, are they the same people who are usually so vocal about English Apples, British Bacon and the rest of it?
The compacted snow has now turned to ice making it quite dangerous underfoot. Yesterday I cleared the bit of pavement outside our drum. This used to be common practise at one time but no longer. Is this all part of the undermining of collectivism that we have experienced over the last thirty years? That's something else we can blame on that wretched woman and the band of neo-con spivs and conmen who rode to power on her coat tails.

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