ok im gona endrose a canadate here. tihs ol fat guy john frarys runign for congras somwher up nroth he're in mainen. hes got a sowrd cane!

"...there is little danger of my being exiled to the District of Columbia. Still, the prospect of making new enemies is damned inviting."

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The Magistrate observes a fantastically expensive pile of useless crap being erected at ruinous expense on the public nickel:

...the projected cost of the ID card scheme has slipped upwards by a trivial four hundred million quid, bringing the official cost over five billion queenie's greenies.

That's £82.27 per Briton. They could just get everybody a really sharp haircut instead, if they really cared about equality and social justice, and didn't want to be quite such a pain in the ass. But some Britons don't have hair yet, and others have lost theirs, so maybe that's not such a great idea. Unless you were to tattoo a nice breakfast on the shiny ones. But some of the slapheads might prefer to opt for a Brazilian. What price social cohesion then?

The more I think about it, the more this ill-conceived undertaking seems doomed to failure. It can lead only to jealousy, itching, and regrets.

Labels: public policy