Top bloggery...but where is Chicken Yoghurt?
Tim Worstall has his usual BritBlog Roundup of bloggy goodness
Dr Crippen is righteously angry about the under-resourced ambulance service with a cracking fisking
Not Saussure has found a fundie game for all the family where you can...
- Conduct physical & spiritual warfare : using the power of prayer to strengthen your troops in combat and wield modern military weaponry throughout the game world.
- Recover ancient scriptures and witness spectacular Angelic and Demonic activity as a direct consequence of your choices...
''On Sunday, wearing his 'special serious statesman face' Tony
Blair will lay a wreath at the Cenotaph. The man who sent soldiers out to die
for a tissue of lies, the man who has never attended a funeral of a soldier
killed by following his orders, the man who has never visited the wounded, the
maimed, the disfigured...''
It's all nice seditious stuff. But where is Chicken Yoghurt? I can only guess. A peculiarly-avid reader of this blog once kindly wrote to tell me that this blog ''does nothing but provoke terrorism all day'', and warned me portentously that ''there was a file on me'' and went on to rant about the ''petty-twaddle libel blogs'' on my blogroll before contacting them all to squawk on about some dastardly criminal behaviour I was supposedly up to my neck in. I can now only assume, trembling in my slippers, that M15 , or Special Branch, maddened beyond endurance, have at last come to get our man Justin in Brighton, and therefore, inevitably, as Pastor Martin Niemöller warned, they will soon come for me...
It's clearly not a good idea to slag off the establishment. Let this be a dreadful warning to those who take blogging too seriously or who think that by blogging they are out of reach of the long arm of the law...
The knock at the door will come.
UPDATE 5pm - Justin returns from the cold, orange-jumpsuit-free.