Yea it’s not funny. I’m still afraid to wake up

The red thumb is for the norovirus, not you Damian. Get well.

Won’t be red for long so.

Don’t dispair…that was all just noise to distract from the real disasters like the typhoon deaths(increasing in the Pacific), escalating wars and miltarisation(including weapons spending as hunger grows), ocean pollution and icecap retreat as the scramble for black gold prepares another war-front, corruption entrenched and unaccountable(never mind those token fines, they’re a fraction of the laundry takings). The Mayan ploy just primes subconscious, ‘rock on’ do-nothingism, which serves the surfers on chaos nicely.

They say miracles we do immediately, the impossible takes a little longer.
Sumptin simla with real catastrophe.
Doha has shown we’ve learned our emergency strategies from the sacred ostrich. You know the procedure: find a sheltered corner, squat down into a foetal position, wrap the arms around the head and place the head between the knees. And kiss yo beloved ass goodbye.

Everybody has apocalyptic joke as if there’s no tomorrow!!!

I know somewhere warm and dark you can stick your red thumbs you useless cockdribbles, by which of course I mean Merry Christmas and Gawd bless us one and all.