The element of choice

And the Lord said, let there be choice. And there was choice.

A choice between a tax-evading Mormon and an empty black guy in a suit.

A choice between an aristocratic pr plank and an inverted gum-shield from Highgate

A choice between a self-obsessed midget and a 1970s socialist

A choice between an inflexible Osti and another 1970s socialist

A choice between financial ruin and a Goldman Sachs implant

A choice between X-Factor and A Place in the Sun

A choice between The Sun and The Daily Star

A choice between Sarktwins Daily and yet more f**king 1970s socialists

A choice between Tesco and Morrisons

A choice between untreated illness and horrendous medical bills

A choice between Mad Milt and Mad Marx

A choice between insane crooks and stuffing the mattress

A choice between Jose Barroso and Herman van Rompuy*

A choice between being watched 24/7 and never switching on your pc again

And the Lord looked upon the dark waters of choice, and saw that it was no choice at all.

And the Lord said, “Whatever”.

* Actually, we had no choice at all on this one. Funny how the result was exactly the same.