Bob Dylan has been back in town and many people are trying to give him the adulation that he thinks he deserves. I don't like a singer who gains his effects with a nasty nasal voice and platitudinous lyrics. "The Times they are a'changing". Oh really? All he has done is steal the music played by itinerant black musicians from the deep south of the USA who never - as my American friend says - "had a dollar to piss on", and then sanitise it for commercial gain. Naive academics pretend to like him as a poet as well. As a poet he fails miserably and I shan't pay him any more of my attention.
Dave is now in complete charge of operations against Colonel Gadaffi and is sending in even more helicopters in the mistaken assumption that a war can be won without treading on the ground. Having no experience of military matters he believes whatever he is told by Generals and Air Marshalls who just want to play withn their toys. Bad luck for innocent civilians who happen to be living in Tripoli.
The anxiety mongers have been busy again. Not only have the climate change lobbyists been shouting more loudly than ever but we must all look out for dangerous Spanish cucumbers. And what about Spanish onions? They might be a health hazard too. On top of all this the Germans are going to abandon nuclear energy. They must be mad.
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