While the social termites choose up sides and decide the parts of civilisation they want to chew up, I am sorting through the hay bales of information rolling up beside me.
Here's one needle: several international groups are gathering their resources, including lobbyists, aides and pages, from whom a new battlefront is being drawn, whereby, the forthwith data presented, in the event that previous contracts were nullified before they were signed, whereas a gaggle of lawyers will submit lawsuits that drain the bribery-laden accounts of legislators, lawyers, barristers, lobbyists, corporate interests, judges, czars and other players who are being asked to slow down their activities to make their counterintuitive interests known...slow down! Enough with the legalese!
Another straw: while the lawsuits flow like warmedover molasses, the computer programmers who are being paid to look the other way will divert rivulets of wet paper soaked with electronic ink to those who are interested in de-electing the whole bunch at once, thus taking down the wizard's curtain and exposing who's pulling the pulleys and chains. Same as the "who's making money off of whom" medical shell game.
Some people take my reset button scenario far more seriously than a writer would wish for.
Meanwhile, the creatures that don't exist who keep our planet turning want to take a long-deserved holiday. Where do they go and who will take their place?
And I thought today was a slow news day!
More for you after I give the hackers something else to sink their teeth into. I have some readers who want another romantic interlude, a pedestrian pas de deux for the masses who don't know or care about atomic weights or new Copernican elements. An Italian holiday without one mention of Filippo Brunelleschi!
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