This is a sort of tentative attempt to get the blog back on track and a resolution of sorts to cognitively process the posts in 2014, while reviewing the year past. However, there is so much happening out there and, unless I am to concentrate on those things which I am directly engaged with, an encyclopedic knowledge of here , there and everywhere, is almost required.
Of course, even a summary of my own last year suggests that there might be more than enough to be getting on with. There was the four-month stint in Saudi and Bahrain, the summer job in Lincoln, England, with trips to Birmingham, Bristol, Bath and Sheffield and London. The traipsing around Catalonia, the wee jaunt up to “Jockland” and the contemplating setting up a sort of base in the city where I just about grew up, Glasgow.
It is, almost all there, London, the city of corruption, and its pact with and link to the House of Saud and the Bahraini Al Khalifas, images of wild Wahhabis and the petro-dollar with the soup kitchens out on the streets of Blighty supplying the bread, while the BBC feeds the masses with its “everything is hunky-dory” story and you can enjoy the festive season even if you cannot pay your heating bill. Worry about all of that after Christmas, After all Westminster itself only has a five-day plan, based on printing pounds, zero interest rates, and creating $18 petro-dollars of debt for one dollar of growth. Did you ask what happens once that one dollar of pseudo growth can no longer be created? Hey, it is Christmas!
January will see me having an interview in England which, in turn, might see me back in China. Down in Guangzhou where, I believe, I hope, I think, the pollution is not quite so bad and where, of course, Hong Kong is on the doorstep. There is also an ongoing flirtation with Bitcoins. One more little quo vadis, that one, and if we are going to lay bets; the British economy will go belly up by the middle of 2015 at the latest, the Sunnis in the Gulf will start to turn away from Uncle Sam, while working more closely with the Zionists, the poor in the West in general, and in Britain in particular, will be really fucking poor and I could even be sitting in the heart of China’s empire coughing up the shit that pollutes the Guangzhou air.
However, “que serra” ……. or, that at least, is what they would have us believe. No, the answer is not blowing in the wind, it really is pretty much written in stone and back to the basics in a world of finite resources this crap just does not work and when is mankind going to put its thinking cap on?