Saturday, 7 March 2026

Another definition of 100% 'narcissism' (by even a dead Brit)

 reporting in, even if a year and a half late, from a caca 'ceremony'. I DO undercover before i riff about the nothing-to-report other than cant vanity

and inanity that means they dont have time to actually ever DO anything about the pollution, so busy saving up for the fanciest bespoke caca kit.























Now.. the above, one of many dull Pastyshire BBQ side effects;
mainly they fry their own brains performin' ....nothing.
And so have no opinions left about what or where is the ...'line'

Never mind no opinions about dynamite  other than "look at my kinetic running top.." 

Anyway... there you are on a rareish late september day when the sun hadn't been out a few weeks, and seeing it is, at exactly mid sunbathing time, in THE one small but must famously ok sitting and staring, spot a few parking spots nearby, a few people spread out on the grass nearby
on distance cameras usually do lie

a mere 100m with the usual sea breeze on sunny days,
which means from them, towards us

...of course,  with such a fancy ashpot, and all so well dressed as if at some Banksy opening night of cartoons blaming anyone else but us

Now i wouldnt mind at upstream dead sheep flavouring my water not that its likely
But really, even if i certainly am not going to complain at my 'breathing' air laced with bbqd dead human 
Well at least the YAnks set a good example by actually 'caring' for others (near my sitting spot, as the cloudy air wafts inland) and go and do their ceremonies off the beaten track.






stop the press, having said - yes, said, ten or so days ago " i'm at least 1/2 European... maybe 1/4 yank-of-mind, and reluctantly 1/4 Brit.." 

I really do think especially upon recent curious and rather...ehhh...  'news', that the 1/4 brit bit needs to be cancelled...

So, i have a quarter free
What's it to be?

Can't be spaceman or as we would say 'space-cadet' as theyre all addicted to caca just to get through a fine warm sunny day... even if a bit ashen

ehhh.... 'animal'..well we all are but they aren't as insane to do any of our stuff. And when for so much of ones life one does live so close to real animals - most dogs don't count as theyve been groomed into being as neurotic as most humans (not hers though the fancy white one - you can tell SO much about an owner from her rare, very chilled mutt), you know that animals for all their truly marvelous otherness that's its own different fabulous universe of other senses and 'realities', and no they don't inform ours, or us. Despite the parasites who sell books demanding they do.    

to be cont other far more important things to finish off and put here later depending on the walk