TFI February!
Musings February 9th, 2007
OK, I fucking hate January so I refuse to communicate during this most miserable of months. All that fucking Christmas hype followed by a massive piss up and the biggest downer of the year - January.
Happy New Year…yeah, yeah
Still, I see the world is just as big a fucking mess as it was last year - killing, cheating…spying…
…The Scottish Executive are planning to do saliva swabs on kids in school to see if they’re being exposed to passive smoking (and what else I wonder?).

I sincerely hope that every right-minded parent refuses point-blank to give their consent to this utterly unacceptable intrusion into peoples’ private lives. What next, CCTV in our bedrooms to make sure we’re all screwing to the lastest Government guidelines. It’s just fucking ridiculous.
Of course when they detect the traces in little Johnny’s spit they’ll send round the Smoking Cessation Officer and the Five-a-day Adviser to give you a good telling off and put you on a “plan”.
That’s when you find out that Johnny has been having a sly spliff behind the bikesheds!
I didn’t really notice too much else in January because I hibernate mentally - I just can’t cope with the total misery that is January.
Well, except for the utterly pointless and vindictive execution of Saddam and his cronies. What was that supposed to achieve, apart from more bloodshed and grief? I really despair about the way our political masters seem hell-bent on leading us into disaster.
Anyway, my birthday soon and I like my birthday.
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