I’ve got a very good mate in Ireland; haven’t spoken to him for a while, he’s been having a hard time of it I think. We used to speak all the time but as of late I’m nervous to call him up, what am I going to say and where do I start. Theres been so much water passing  through the tunnel since Christmas, or around about then anyway. I’m sure it’ll be fine, I just need to dial the number.

This is how i’m feeling now doing this, wondering where to begin; I probably haven’t written anything in anger or joy for a month and the longer it goes on the more tongue tied I feel. I have deserted you my fellow faithful followers, I used to have many, probably not so much now; too many stats adding pressure to the already overflowing cooker. So where to start? Theres a genocide happening in Gaza, kids are starving to death, the Mango coloured maniac is telling everybody he’s starting and stopping wars, introducing random tariffs to random countries, spreading chaos; deeply unhelpful and tremendously unsettling. The whole world is going to shit and I really don’t mean to brag but things were, as Gazelle Twin has said on numerous occasions, “Much Better in My Day” (google it, you’re in for a techno treat). Thailand is fighting with Cambodia, Putin with his piggy black eyes is relentless in his bombing of Ukraine. The MAGA faithful are still as stupid as Putin Pig shit and getting worse. Back in Britain pensioners are being arrested for holding up Private Eye cartoons in Palestine peace marches, the Labour government isn’t making a stand for or against anything and all the time that cunt Farage is fanning the flames of fascism, encouraging heinous hotel hate crimes where the asylum seekers are housed. Its not their fault they’re put in these places, I’m sure they’d like to work and many are highly qualified, but our toothless government is having a hard time saying anything remotely compassionate or empathetic for fear of driving supporters to Reform. Its all a shit business and democracy as we know it is unravelling at a vast rate of Knots (scute the pun, I’m on fire) For how long will we make it all out to be a popularity contest when all the contestants are the biggest bunch of cocks we can gather together, the worst of a really bad and probably deeply unpopular bunch. Ooh, don’t forget the climate in between watching emaciated children in rags begging for lentils, squid game and the news. On Monday I started watching Cannibal Holocaust, and you know what, the first 40 minutes were pretty grim, but it’s not real… what we are living most definitely is. 

So thats me for the night, I’m getting back in the saddle and will try to avoid rambling this way again, but to break my writer’s silence I think its sometimes good to get things off your chest, even though its probably as effective as shouting into a U-Bend; ultimately you realise everything stinks of decay and your face gets covered in shit, so lesson learnt. Don’t do it.

And remember The US president was very good friends with a Paedo Sex Trafficker who said that Trump himself had no Moral Compass….

And He’s In Charge…

Let that sink in and tell me the world doesn’t need a full lancing to get rid of some of these mentalists.