I keep thinking of amazing things to write and then think whats it all for, Mark Oaten, betraying his family and himself, the big brother rubbish tv saga, the lack of passion in outrpolitics and our everyday life. Middle age spread, mid life crisis (which by the way I have had since I was 20) young women walking around in the freezing cold in short skirts and bare midriff, do we really need all these coffee shops?, Natural resources like Gas and Oil are running out…how long have we got, does any one care anough to get something done.
There is a lovely line in a Gil Scott-Heron song where he says “why can’t you understand there aint no such thing as superman”
Meaning no one is coming to save us..we have to do it ourselves
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