I had the morning off waiting for Curry’s to deliver the new flat screen TV. It’s got surround sound, radar, sonar and a missile launching system. Naturally they didn’t turn up.
The curly Kale diet was working its magic and I was on the pot reading The Sun.
The Yanks are going to start bombing Iraq again because although we “won” and “left a vibrant, pluralistic, democratic state” behind, it has all gone a bit tits up and some Angry Lads who think they are indestructible want to set up a Caliphate (whatever that is – thought it was a camping stove) – and suppress everything that lives there – even the wind if it blows too hastily.
Now a load of Ancient Christians are stuck up an Iraqi mountain (like Moses when he nipped up one to get a few do’s and dont’s – the one about not killing is always good for a laugh) – the Angry Lads want to kill them because their version of the same God is different – largely in choice of headwear it seems to me.
Then there’s the Israeli’s – same God – different head-gear again – slaughtering the innocents and creating more Angry Lads in the process.
Jesus was up a mountain – told us to be good – talk about stating the obvious! Then he was slaughtered – on a mountain.
Fuck it – going down the Stretched Testicle for a few pints.
At least me bowels are moving with aplomb.
But what is it with religion and mountains?
Go tell it my son!
I blame Buddhists. Bastards to a man.
Bob
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