They all still have to play footsie with their bankers who talk to their bankers, who then, finally, talk to the Banksters.
Am I repeating myself?
This is why I prefer the untrammeled mental pastures of Uncle-Daddy!
As Uncle-Daddy tries to find parking….
Uncle-daddy, realizing that the election could be stolen and sold on the international black-market as a table ornament, rushes to the aid of democracy and takes a call from Alannah at the same time!
What a hero!
I’m sure we’re all looking forward to being let down all over again.
But this time we can blame Uncle-Daddy. He likes the heat!
Horserotovator has glued himself to a fine piece of time.
….and today being the day after the election we now know the outcome……
I wish them all the good luck and good will I can muster while I wrestle with my own horses….!
Horserotovator has done the numbers and can say they all add up to the last six digits of pi.