So the Polling Day comes to an end and I think we are all glad to see the back of it. I have found the last few days quite wearying what with one thing and another. For what it’s worth I came down as a remainer. I have not that enthused by the European set up but I don’t like the idea of pulling up the drawbridge when it’s all such a mess. Also, I just couldn’t find myself voting on the same side as Nigel Farage and some of the people he attracts in the street are even more troubling. Lastly, for purely selfish reasons, I work in a charity, supported by some government money. I’m not convinced that if European money is withdrawn, national government will have little charities at the top of their lists for handouts. So there you are. I don’t expect everyone to agree but let’s keep it civil please. I did read on a Twitter feed that I usually like that I may well have voted in Armageddon. Well listen to me sweetheart. Stories this week have included
- A disgusting group of people breeding fox cubs to throw to hounds to train them to kill. On top of there being no words to describe how disgusting and savage this is – fox hunting is against the law here!!! What part of that sentence do you people think doesn’t apply to you. Foxes are nuisances so shoot em. Don’t chase them in some perverse game to make you feel excited. Get over yourself and be a bit normal.
- I have read of a secret meeting that Donald Trump has had with Evangelical Pastors. It was supposed to be a secret but half the people there seem to have had secret recorders on them which they have almost immediately handed over to the Internet. These are TOP Christian names. They have written books and preached and things. Donald Trump is a man who thinks racial profiling may be a viable option.
- Er Just this bloke……
Pastor prays for Orlando Survivors to Die (Link through for full story if you feel you can take it)
- And then this man got to take his children to their murdered mother’s funeral.
Listen – never mind in or out of Europe – don’t tell me you can’t hear the clippy-cloppy of the four horsemen of the Apocalypse as well – a bit.