So I am not a huge fan of the news right now.  It’s not that there is anything unusually horrible on it… it’s just so much less hopeful than usual.  The world is coming to an end.  Well, the money world.  And it’s going out bit by bit – small country by small country, bank by bank, lights being switched off the main grid and then powered back up by generators of the IMF.

And, no, I  don’t pretend to even vaguely understand it.  It just makes me sad.

The world really is run by oil isn’t it?

It’s funny, while I have this storm in my head, and the storm outside is really getting into the swing of things, that the world is going through this quiet change.

Yeah, I really don’t know what I’m talking about.  I’m sure it’s going to get real noisy soon.