Most days when I connect up to the Interweb I have a look at the latest news headlines.
Most days it’s the same old shite – the Markets are nervous; the Markets are reacting badly.
Now I don’t give a flying fuck about the Markets but apparently our gubmints do. They seem to spend their time trying to appease these fucking Markets as if their shite is chocolate. And what really pisses me off is that that appeasement usually seems to involve my paying out more taxes or some other rip off.
Who the fuck are these people? Presumably they have set up their stalls in some car park or other and are trying to sell their home made jewellery or home baked cake or something? Why are they always nervous? Why can’t they go and see a fucking shrink? Why can’t they take a fistful of Valium? Why can’t they take a fucking Valium overdose come to that?
So here is my message to the Markets.
Go fucking sort yourselves out.
I’m sick and tired of hearing about your nervous twitches. I don’t give a shite if you come from a deprived [or even a depraved] background, or if your parents treated you badly. If you have a neurological problem then go and fucking sort it out and stop blaming the rest of the world. It’s your problem. You deal with it.
I’m warning you.
You may think you are the only fucking market in town.
But there is always eBay.