that rodents in Sweden are carrying a pathogen that can jump to humans and turn into haemorrhagic fever. Aaaagh! We should be very scared. It’s called Vole Fever. It needs a scarier name. Oh, that’s right there’s an election this year. How many more scares can these idiots throw at us? My favorite is that “Donald Trump is a threat to Democracy.” That’s gotta be the the most insane, off the charts delusional thing I’ve heard in possibly, ever. The people saying this make the Heaven’s Gate cult sound sane. Jim Jones and the People’s Temple seem reasonable by comparison. The Skoptsy who were best known for practicing emasculation of men, the mastectomy and female genital mutilation of women in accordance with their teachings against sexual lust, appear perfectly normal. (Progressives do think cutting off your genitals is normal though.)
Not a transman.
Where do they get this? Yesterday we saw actor Robert De Niro hold some idiotic press conference outside the Manhattan court house where Trump’s Soviet style show trial was being held. There was Bobby, barely able to contain himself. “We have no choice, Trump is going to destroy democracy.” This might sound like a reasonable argument if we hadn’t already experienced what Trump was like as president, but we had four years of Trump in that role and things were demonstrably better than they are now.
Bobby De Niro, when he just acted crazy instead of actually being crazy
This morning gas prices are edging up to $4 here in New York. Under Trump they were about $2.50. Let’s not even talk about the other stuff that the Biden regime have made worse. They’ve created problems that weren’t there, yet Trump is a threat to democracy. These people seem to have lost their minds. What is it? Parasites in the brain? Demonic possession? What? This completely baffles me, because there isn’t a logical or reasonable argument to make that case. It’s bizarro world.
On the weekend I was watching the annual cheese rolling contest held in Cooper’s Hill, near Gloucester. Participants race down the 200-yard long hill chasing a wheel of Double Gloucester cheese. The first written evidence of cheese rolling is found in a message written to the Gloucester town crier in 1826. Even then it was apparent that the event was an old tradition, and it is believed to be at least six hundred years old. It inspired me to mention it in a song I wrote about six or seven years ago called “Love Still Hurts”. I didn’t think about it until now, when I’ve only just realized that the cheese race usually involves some people getting injured, hence the “hurt” aspect. It’s funny but sometimes you write things, and then much later hidden meanings start to surface, that you had no conscious perception of at the time of writing.
The cheese race is hilarious. It’s almost as funny as the current UK PM’s idea of legislating National Service for young people as a campaign promise to ensure re-election. Thinking about the downhill cheese race, it is held at a place called Coopers Hill. Coopers make barrels. I think this thing started as a downhill barrel race, but they started using cheese instead.
But wait before we go, there are more things to be scared of today. “Concerns about bird flu continue to grow as a new deadly subtype * spreads among wild animals and livestock, but researchers at the University of Pennsylvania have begun work on an experimental mRNA vaccine against the virus. And it’s already showing promising preclinical results.” They never give up with this bullshit. That’s all we fucking need, more mRNA gene therapy. The last lot (which not one single person needed) worked so well didn’t it? Fuck off with this shit already.
*new and deadly. This isn’t alarmist language, nooooo.
Love Still Hurts. “Rollin’ down the hill like a wheel of cheese”.