This day Setting Orange the 44th day of Confusion in the Year of Our Lady of Discord 3171.
The Goddess Dances…
I must create my own system or be enslaved by another man's.
A beautiful day so I spent the afternoon on Thomas, my bench on Princes Street, watching the world go by. Nothing unusual apart from the lovely weather.
Later in the day the reports of the Filth shutting down Birmingham's weekend amusements reaches the TV tube. I speculate as to whether it's merely incompetence or whether it's some kind of PSYOP. I don't suppose you'd become poor betting on incompetence.
If terrorism didn't exist it would be necessary for governments to invent it.
I'm bored with this blogging nonsense.