A Scintillating nimbus
Now a miserable old git, hair growing out of places it once didn't and not in places it once did; Autumn approaching... What's the point I still ask myself? To be on my own planet? To want to share? To relieve my frustration? To attempt to counteract- in some minute way- the doctrine that Socialism, as a valid political and economic theory is impotent?
Things have changed since I first collated this page. The bubble burst, but instead of attempting to right the inequalities created over the previous three decades- the haves are still getting richer at the expense of the have nots.
My band is called 'The Peppermoths'.
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