Tuesday 26 January 2010

Patience and rage - why?

Because, I suppose like so many others I am consumed by fury at so many things yet nevertheless feel I must not reach for the nearest gun. This would be bad and wrong.

Rage? Rage at the bastard bankers who lost so many people's pensions, savings and yet strut their stuff and pocket their bonuses. I had a call from my bank the other day asking about my paltry overdraft. I wanted to rage and say well, you owe me a few grand, how about we cut that out of the overdraft then we're quits?

Patience? I think it's more graceful not to give the swine satisfaction. Do they feel guilt? Probably not. But it was sweet schadenfreude to see so many of the idiots crashing their fuck off 4x4's in the recent ice and snow. They buy these motors to let the rest of us know how powerful and rich they are but when it comes to the crunch (no pun intended) they don't know how to drive them. Oh, how we laughed.

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