How very weird to hear love moans rated as news, and news of such international importance that the spotlight moves away from the subject that can affect much more than egos, perhaps the very lives of millions of people around the world.

I’m thinking of nuclear equipment in the hands of a certain tubby despot, and the irregular blogs of a buffoon who it seems the Russians helped make a ‘chosen’ leader of the most powerful nation on earth.

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And all this news of actresses piqued by suggestive promoters, and assistants of politicians half-deafened by the mating cries from their bosses, and charity organisations actually paying prostitutes for sex.

It might have seemed a mite more scandalous had they expected the excitement to be donated.

Paradise waiting in the wings

And while we’re hearing this earth-shaking news we aren’t able to hear much – next to nothing – of the paradise waiting in the wings once we have shucked off the European scroungers!

You’ll remember that the NHS will become the wealthiest health provider in the globe, once we put those Euro pests in their place.

For the common worker, it will seem like heaven because they won’t be competing with the speed and prices of those tradesmen from across the Channel. How happy that will make householders, too.

After all, a happy plumber makes for the happiest payer of their bills (‘Oops, no cheques, just cash. Makes payin’ VAT so much easier, an’ that.’)

Don’t they have the clout?

Considering that the people seemingly keenest for us to shuck off the German-French-Belgium yoke were our revered expensively educated ministers in high office, it seems such a wonder that they don’t have the clout to beg the papers to please, please dish up the best of Brexit.

Change of subject tomorrow – p r o m i s e.

And whatever happened to the wonderful, er, wit of those, er, brilliant tweets from a certain imposing hotel across The Pond which the media used to treat us to daily? At least, this loss can be interpreted as encouraging news.

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