The Righteous will tell you, time and time again, that the merest whiff of second hand smoke will kill you stone dead. I beg to differ.
I have had a blast this week in Tripoli and Benghazi. "Smoke 'em if you've got 'em" is the accepted instruction. If second hand smoke was the Sarin Gas the Righteous want us to believe, I would have spent the week stepping over corpses. No-one died, no-one keeled over. No-one coughed, no-one waved their arms around in that childish way we are so familiar with. My joy is unbounded at this uncommon display of tolerance.
Good to see our cousins in the US and A revoking their consent. About bloody time. Giolla has produced a nice write up at his place. Interesting links too. Go look.
Good to see our youth finally shouting back. I do not condone the violence but, we adults know that omelette manufacture involves ova breakage. If the younglings just sit quiet, our fucked up future is guaranteed.
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Anyhoo, that's me. Just a quick post to let you all know that I am still breathing.
Oh, I know some of you will be concerned for my sexual well-being. Worry ye not, I am taking precautions.
Blogging will be back to normal (whatever that is) in another few days.