Stupid things I have done today
1. Argue the toss with a policeman trying to keep me out of Liverpool Street Station.
2. Think “never mind, can’t get through on the mobile phone … I’ll just send a text message”.
3. Think “better stay away from the bus routes, I’ll walk home via the back roads”.
4. Got lost.
5. In the pissing rain.
6. Phoned up my office switchboard to find out what the plan was for tomorrow
However, unlike Christopher Hitchens, I have not written a sentence containing the phrase “the criminals who shattered London’s peace at rush hour”. Shattered our peace. At rush hour. Is the fucking fascist octopus singing its swan song yet, Chris?
“incompatible metaphors are frequently mixed, a sure sign that the writer is not interested in what he is saying“, George Orwell, Politics and the English Language.
The one lesson from the London attacks, is that various arseholes and hacks (Gorgeous Fucking George, thankyouverymuch) have shown their true colours and progressed further and further into the Munchausen’s-Syndrome-by-Proxy version of Carly Simon disease which is contemporary discussion of the Iraq War. The “safe to ignore forever” list grew substantially today.