This week in my town a man was shot dead with an illegal firearm (of which there is one for every 10 people in the country). There was a blazing inferno so large that the smoke set off smoke alarms in the surrounding houses and fire fighters with six modern fire appliances struggled to put it out; this was the night before a 48 hour firefighters strike; apparently they need to modernise to get a 40% pay rise (just like the politicians who got a 40% pay rise who sit all day talking only when holding the correct sceptre/conch, and whose building is opened each morning by a man dressed in a golden duvet with a hat made out of a duck). Can you belive those damn firefighters are refusing to restructure in such a way as to reduce fire coverage during the night on the basis that human lives are more important than money which is allocated to the half-a-million well paid troops to fight a war against a country ruled by a "tyrant" (even though our secretary of state turns down asylum seekers from that country on the basis that its judiciary is "just" and "even handed") just becouse the illigitemate president of the illigitemate super powers daddy couldn't buy 10 million barrels of crude oil (which isn't even needed to run cars efficiently but hey the companys who like cheap oil pay the campain contributions, so why argue)? My country is in absolute chaos.

But hey, aren't we lucky we don't live in one of them thar anarchist societies, that would be chaos; mad max society. I'm so glad I don't live in spain in 1937 right now I can tell ya!