CRISIS? WHAT CRISIS?
I'm posting this a tad prematurely - (it needs checking by those in the greater know and then shrinking down to a more manageable size) -to make myself feel useful after a (no more than usually) dissappointing day at one of Her Majesty's madhouses. (I am currently gainfully underemployed deep in the compacted bowels of forensic psychiatry.) It will eventually carry some lively and informative footnotes, and I shall amend it as they arrive.
My apologies to Aubrey Meyer for the TERRIBLE likeness on page 8. I should have paid more attention at art school.
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Hilarious! I'm not sure whether to laugh or cry.
Don't stop - and don't apologise for making Aubrey look like something you never saw in art school.
Anyone who's mad enough to spend twenty years trying to smooth out the process of global euthanasia that has come upon climate-changing humanity is [if anything] going to look a bit more weathered than that.
[Bu' its my woman you gotta be careful of . . . !].
Warm regards to the web's premiere forensic throbgobin.
Aubrey
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