Other People’s Lives

During our semi-regular phone call yesterday, the fiend Mr. Free Market breezily informed me that this coming weekend he will be blasting birds out of the sky at this address:

Even worse, the weather forecast is for “sunny with mild temperatures”, so I can’t even wish that he’ll freeze his nuts off.

ENVIOUS.

“We’re All Battling”

Just a lovely story, one that makes me want to take the barrel of tar off the boil, hang the rope back on the wall and postpone a trip to the range:

“Today at my local supermarket, there was an elderly lady in front of me, kept checking how much she’s spending.  Long story short, the amount came to over what she had, and she asked for certain items to be credited off.

“The Aldi cashier turned around and said, ‘It’s only £1 something over, I’ll pay it for you.’

“When it was my turn I said ‘what a lovely thing to do’ and the reply was ‘we are all battling at the moment and we need to eat’.” 

Nothing like a bit of gratuitous kindness to help assuage the rage, is there?

My Kinda Gal

…actually, Bob Marley’s granddaughter, who was getting yelled at because she wore a t-shirt with “White Lives Matter” printed on it, which of course upset the Usual Suspects.  They climbed onto Twatter and sent off many broadsides calling her the usual names.

Here’s her response:

Good for you, sweetheart.  Everyone should respond in the same way to the Snowflake / Wokist / BLM / Permanently-Aggrieved when they start the Cancellation Derby.