Saturday, 9 July 2011
Caught by the fuzz!
It was 5:30am just outside Lviv at the police checkpoint (yes, they still have checkpoints along with gates to close the road; behaving like an occupying force was a characteristic inherited from soviet times).
The reason I’m on the road in the pouring rain at 5:30 in the morning is because I am working.
Arguably so was this guy but unlike him while I am working for personal financial gain I am also contributing to society.
I am growing food; grain, meat, milk, sugar, oil, at the same time creating jobs, prosperity and well-being for many, many, many individuals which goes towards improving the overall economy by spreading wealth, security and opportunity throughout the wider community.
Pebbles in pond if you will.
Numb nuts of the Yard on the other hand is a drunk, fat, illiterate, work shy, barely educated, bigoted leach of a man who preys on the very people he is supposed to be serving for nothing more than his own personal greed and contributes the sum total of nothing to the greater good of society.
He is universally hated and loathed by everyone, is surrounded by choking negativity, despised by all he comes in to contact with, has no friends outside the job, wears a crappy uniform to work that involves nothing more cerebral than standing on the side of the road bullying people.
In short he is a vacuous loser with halitosis and a 70’s moustache.
That feels much better.