Sometimes I find it hard to see our wins through our losses. I obviously need to channel Donald Trump more often – he has already won the Iran war, however long it goes on for.
Why does Donald Trump keep referring to the yips, as in “I don’t have the yips about boots on the ground?” Is he worried he might be getting yippy? Or is it just because he loves golf?
There are limits to everything, including life, and energy and materials on a finite planet. This week we helped our cat die and I wondered about the sanity of the government’s LNG plant plans.
Is Greenland a route to Trump’s Waterloo? Let’s hope it invokes sufficient masses to unite against him. And, as a diversion from Trump, here’s some haiku inspired by snowy Japan.