Saturday, July 2, 2011

good morning America how are ya, say dontcha know me I'm your native son

Freud rediscovered
no piccie on amazon but well worth looking out for and reading.
you dont have to know everything about it. just enough.
and wait for it; written by a woman, Lucy Freeman.
slow day today.
trying to digest all the weeks events in a small town.
however the news of boy racers making a comeback is dismaying.
it seems the National party dont want to do much about it pre election in case the little shits start a twitter campaign against them.
how pathetic being held up by a gang of pimply faced twerps.
its all very well shirtcliff and co getting upset about the cost of the by election and how small parties can hold up the big ones and dictate policy but here we have a case of the government being clearly frightened by  teenage drop kicks who want to use public roads for their playground.
and the latest wrinkle is the number of cars going about at night with no illumination of the rear number plate.
we have become a do as you like society with no one concerned about the public weal.
only the impact on the vote.

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