I’ve finally decided that we should forget about indicting Biden for Peace Crimes, and instead opt for the more simple solution of sectioning this madman. Anyone disturbed enough to play dice about nuclear war just to screw up Trump clearly needs to be locked in a Victorian institution of some kind and then quietly forgotten.

Perhaps you saw yesterday’s Slogpost.

It was a thinly disguised encouragement to scare sexually insane psychos shitless, so no doubt by tomorrow evening, Elongated Tusk and his “Free Speech costs money” X-joke will be asking me yet again to prove that I’m human and not an extremist bot.

But at least some sapiens sanity is still extant.

A usually reliable Greek source [and without collusion, another in Hungary] both tell me that the usual diplomatic discreet “back-chat” between those who embrace reality rather than unipolar fantasy is already well under way.

I understand that Trump and Putin have already liaised by hotline to reassure the First Circle in Moscow that cooler heads shall prevail over those who need help dating back to early nineteenth century Bedlam definitions of normality.

All well and good? Well, I have to tell you now in all honesty that I am less and less impressed with some of the egotism out there among those who claim to be fighting against totalitarian corporatocracy. I’m sure in their heads they are, but my God they’re territorial….and this really is no time for issue tribalism.

There is only one game in town now: join hands and resist with all the justifiable terrorism at our disposal.

An odd thing for me to write perhaps, but as Billy Joel sang, “We didn’t start the fire”

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