And Then Another Day…

   ...thankfully, but it looks like we’re still tottering on the brink. As I view the ‘news’ I’m daily convinced my thoughts from a little bit after a while ago are, in fact, fact.
   And that was? Remember I put out the idea that this planet was discovered a long, long time ago by another vastly advanced planet who decided this uninhabited place would be the perfect place to unload their nutters and see if they could breed their nuttery out of themselves thus it became their lunatic asylum.
  Frequent sightings of flying saucepans is them checking on progress - or lack thereof. Wot they report back is that despite many wondrous advances since cave dwelling and many pockets of sanity taking hold, it was still obvious that the only fellows or fellasses who got to positions of a little control of others or all the way up to total power, were the complete and utter nutters.
   Have you noticed something uncanny these daze? When some chap awakes one morning and decides this is the day, arms himself with a big knife or, if he’s ‘lucky’, a gun and heads off to the nearest shopping centre to inflict misery on as many folk as possible, once he’s been neutralised it’s quickly put about that the perpetrator suffered from severe mental health issues.
   Y’all see where I’m heading yet? However when some countries top dog awakes and decides this is the day so calls in those below him and instructs them to fire six rockets, ten missiles and a dozen drones at their neighbours, in the reporting of said incident there’s never ever nary a hint of the utter nutter card in the deck being played.
   Funny old asylum is it not? I rest my conspiracy...

Quote; Charles Bukowski.

“I had noticed that both in the very poor and very rich extremes of society, the mad were often allowed to mingle freely.”

And Then Another Ban…

   And this is a tricky one but a favourite. Smoking of course.
   Wot’ve we got now? Age limit on alcohol, gaming smoking, driving and I’m sure a phew others I’ve forgotten. Now smoking will be banned for those born after a certain date. I see many folk are celebrating this new ‘law’ and none more than the hooks, crooks and comic singers amongst us. Also in the pipeline, I understand, is a ban on drivers below a certain age not to be allowed to carry passengers.
   Two things crawl into this old thing wot’s supported by my neck. How will they recoup the huge tax loss that’s generated by tobacco? You don’t need a brain to figure that one. Wrong age to smoke? Okay, I’ll try that vaping thingy. Damn! Will you look at the tax on that kit and the liquid. Whoa, that’s expensive, but...
   Number two? How will this smoking and driving and other age/generational related banns be policed? Well, it all leads me to suspect that an ulterior motive is afoot. Yup, just down the road away is the introduction of mandatory digital ID cards. Hay, y’all thought the youthful banns were a good idea, right? So how can you object to ‘our’ way of policing it eh? Gotcha!

Quote; Tapan Ghosh.

“Banning something is the easiest way to make it desirable.”

And Then A Song…

   Yup, still here and as the televisual receiving device is full of some horse race or other, I thought I’d step back in time. Anybody out there remember this one from a little bit after a while ago? It was in memory of a race horse. From that Tube of You thingy, ”...the sudden and dramatic demise of noted racehorse Long Shot at a race held at Kingston's famed Caymanas Park” Well, knock me down with a saddle whip.
   Anyhoo, back we go. Or should that be back we gallop?

    Not for you? Laundry day? Try this one then;

Okay, try a Little Swing then. Bu-by for now.

Quote; Jimmy Cliff.

“When I lived in the UK, I recorded a lot of ska and rock-steady styles of Jamaican music. But people there weren't accepting it. So I began using a faster reggae beat.”