reflections and renumerations

Just a thought – why are people frowned upon if they don’t clear up after their dogs, while horses are allowed to shit anywhere?
Mrs Bailey with the terriers is always bent over with a freezer bag trying to scoop up Fluffle’s poo, but Mary Harvey from the farm can happily ride past her with Manson the Pony dropping a half-ton load from his arsehole and no-one bats an eyelid. It’s all wrong. I’ve yet to meet a Chihuahua that could shit the same volume as a shire horse, yet it’s our canine friends who get it in the neck for what comes out of their other end. CHANGE THE RULES, Labour, or my vote is heading to UKIP, or the Freedom For Fluffles Pavement Party.

The snow has well and truly gone, and the British public and press are now having to find something else to panic and moan about. So it’s back to the credit crunch for Dailys Mail, Express et al. I may have missed the point somewhat, but why are we throwing money at the banks in an attempt to get them to lend to people who can’t afford repayments, when that’s the behaviour that got us into the mess in the first place? If the government want us to start spending again, why don’t they take back the £80billion they gave the banking world, and share it out equally among the adult population of Britain? We’d go out and spend it, the retail figures would improve, and consumer confidence would flourish…
But hey – what do I know? I’m a chemist, not an economist, and I’m sure we’re in good hands…………………………………………..

RC 11-2-09
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