It’s was like hitting a brick wall!

Loved sex. Loved getting drunk. Loved gambling. Loved money and all it could buy. Loved getting my own way. Hated coloured people, especially Aboriginees, Asians, and Indians. Hated loud mouthed Americans. Hated do-gooders. Hated anything I didn’t want to understand or wasn’t like me. Hey, and I was quite happy! Then I discovered for myself…

The Dance of the Politician

Political Leaders hold power like a thin thread over a flame. No matter how well the thread is expertly maneuvered, at any moment it’s existence can vaporise in a flash. The flame can be the will of the people, factions within their own system, loss of personal integrity, assassins, sickness or even death itself. How…