Consumer Confusion

If you shell out £600 for a set of trainers designed to look scruffy and clapped out, how do you know when they’re worn out and you need new ones?

National Mistrust

Is there any point in supporting charities like the National Trust if you know you can’t trust the bloated quangocrats in charge not to waste your donation on surveys asking the volunteers if they know which sex they are and how often they change sex?

Safety Protocol

The environmental pressure group Greene Pease is calling for a total ban on the erection of new wind farms and the demolition of all existing ones. The turbines, the campaigners insist, disrupt the natural circulation patterns in the atmosphere; what the people on Earth experience as wind; in ways which create major adverse weather effects thousands of miles away – hurricanes Katrina and Irma to name but two.
    Hurricanes of such destructive force, the campaigners point out, were never experienced until the current wind farm explosion began.

Xmas for everyone?

Christmas advertising on TV is here, and one of the hopefuls is offering deals on LadyBoy sofas (at least, that’s what it sounds like). Must be something to do with diversity.

Land of Bremoan & Quislings

Why did the BBC not broadcast the whole of the last night of the Promenade Concerts to the whole of the UK? Why did Scotland and Wales get a twee substitute for the traditional final pieces of patriotic music? Because there is nothing the waxworks running the Beeb hate more than Britishness and British values. Sad but true.

They call it Stormy Monday . . .

With Hurricane Irma attacking the United States, and Hurricane J waiting in the wings for its turn, we got some sympathy weather yesterday; bright spells of sun interspersed with absolute deluges of rain.
    Have the North Koreans found some way to move weather round the planet via wormholes, perhaps using stargate technology, to give all of their enemies a taste of anything nasty which happens to be going?

A fair question

Things to ask J. McDonnell, J. Corbyn’s hunchman: “When you’ve overthrown capitalism, Quasimodo, who’s going to pay your wages? And who would give you a job?”