Thursday, October 17, 2013

THE MENTAL BLIP

A headline on the BBC website, which I noticed in passing while searching for news about the Laos plane crash, had me scratching my head in perplexity mere moments later: "Osborne agrees to China Nuclear deal".
Okay, why? What are his possible reasons and motivations?
How on earth is that fellow involved with power plants?
Some PR stunt to make them seem cute & huggable?

Of course that was not it. The infamous Headbanger in Chief has no interest in atomic energy. It would be quite disturbing if he did.
He's a member of the Church of England.
As well as a bat-eater.


The normal mind, as it absorbs the first jolt of caffeine in the morning, does strange things. The lurking Roseanne Roseannadanna that hides in every subconscious pops up its frizzy head before the ego and the super-ego have a chance to impose order. "There she goes again", they will say, "bringing up something with NO relevance whatsoever to the topic at hand".

I suspect that morning people don't have quite that problem, however. Their minds seem refreshingly alert from the very moment they wake up. Which is incredibly offensive. Many of them aren't even dependent on coffee to function.

Pretty much from the instant that coffee and tea were introduced to Europe, we started coming out of the Dark Ages. Over a millennium of slaughter, rapine, slavery, and barbarism came to an end, paper and the printing press made inroads, sciences were developed, great thinkers were inspired, and the arts entered a golden age.

Before that, it had been nothing but those morning people.
They were the ones seizing control while we slept.
Our natural grogginess gave them a chance.
They made a pig's breakfast of it.
Bloody-minded oafs.
Only Id.


Life without Caffeine is meaningless.


Vikings, crusades, popes, and vodka.


Morning man; how perfectly beastly.




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