Weekly, weakly.

Throbgoblins International have experienced a bit of a slump of late. One shouldn't think about this sort of thing too much. Never mind. Backwards and downwards. Food staples are on the exponential rise, as are commodities across the board. The middle class world is scrambling for possession of the good things in life, and condemning the poor world to the shit-end of a very big stick. Sir Richard Branson once again gestures wildly in the face of reason with a biofuelled Jumbo - announcing to the Global South that it can whistle for its food crops, thankyouverymuch. Perhaps he will be burning the South American maize harvest for the benefit of his space tourists? He should get a good view of his own ego from up there.
At least Tottenham won the Carling Cup (and about time too)- which is grand in itself, (obviously), but also keeps one more piece of silverware out of the thieving clutches of the Kleptocrat Abramovich