Rampant stress in the air.
Sizzzzzzle

Impossible to move hardly a foot without someone in my space.

Roads jammed and fuming to hell with agitated Xmas shoppers.

Served in shops - some stranger guaranteed to be vibing impatience over my shoulder within 10 seconds, to bloody hurry up and "GET THE FCUK OUT MY GODDAM WAY, I'VE GOT THINGS TO DO ! "

Women out n' about seem starey/wobbly as if on a drink/Valium mix, or else purposefully striding pavement-staring abouts, constant fag-drawing as they go.

Men seem dazed, fazed or blazing irate with frustration.

Not my cup of tea personally, but I could fully understand the dude who feels a pressing need for a shot of Afghan sherbet in the left hand arm before proceeding out the door for a spot of Christmas shopping.

Much increased frequency of police and ambulance-wail, indicating terrific aggro' abouts the city. Only tapers-off Sunday & Monday evenings as everyone cripples with exhaustion - even the muggers are feet up with a spliff after their hard weekends' manual labour.

A mentally unhinged ex-girlfriend's stalker has recently started loitering around outside my house come an evening, threatening " Hi Mike" every time I go down the shops. For the moment I ignore him.

A new abstract art scrape along the lower left side of my camper resulting from a bro' sporting his £50K brand spanking new Merc' cutting me up on the inside lane in a Crouch End mega jam.

Said gent' now demanding money WM for his repair bill as he is is uninsured (natch). He "knows where I live". Stop Press 18.12.06 Bro' now wants £1,600 for a new wing and bumper even though it was only a small dent & some scratches.

So on and so forth. . . .

Huge ques at all main London Post Offices - well out the door into the street - as the sheeple shuffle about in mute English acceptance and cold coughing endurance of the meat-hook consequence of the closure of thousands of sub POs.

Did I hear the very sane Vort1gern relate a piece he had read somewhere?
" Is it me or is everything shit? "

www.wendigo.blog.co.uk

Well, you know, sometimes your paranoia is Spot On, people.

Especially in the world capital of fear and loathing ( excluding Baghdad of course)

It's as if we're witnessing nothing less than the degradation and destruction of physical consciousness itself. As if the submerged iceberg of the unconscious is being forced to the surface and wreaking havoc in society on an increasingly epic scale.

Naturally, when the foundations of material illusions are being exposed & therefore cut within, external material society itself will undergo big changes. And stresses.

Great prospects for Threshers, mind.
Hmm, what's their share price just now. . .?

M St.M