Today we made one of our rare trips to Derby, taking the car in order to share our NOx emissions. As if anyone really cares.
For lunch we enjoyed a hot pork sandwich and I risked my teeth on some delicious crackling. Haven’t tasted crackling for years and maybe today will have to be the last time because it proved rather taxing for the old choppers.
As I chewed my way through the crackling I reflected on how divided life can be. Life goes on because ordinary people just get on with it. All the complexities are sorted because people sort them, because they stick to the job and get it done. And so a delicious piece of crackling lands on my plate next to the hot pork sandwich and a cup of coffee and life goes on.
All the wailing and doom-mongering, all the political spite and faux despair of the media - that isn’t real life. It may be for a handful of unlucky souls but for the vast majority of us it isn’t. For the vast majority of us, real life is doing the things which need to be done.
Fake news is what the mainstream media have been pumping out for decades, they just don’t like it when others muscle in on their territory and they like it even less when their games are exposed for what they are.
And nobody cares about NOx emissions.