Well, this is the weekend when the Zombie Banks get to strut their stuff and they don't even need costumes, because they are unnatural monsters to begin with.

I apologize in advance for the really bad mood I am in. I will try to restrain it and focus on the task at hand, but truly, if there were such a thing as a Calming Draught, I'd be first in line for treatment.

Living as I do with a daughter on the Autism Spectrum, I tend to see autistic tendencies all over (when it's not outright psychopathy). And while I tolerate the results as much as I can in the Kid, I get really pissed off when perfect strangers and people in positions of power act that way.

I think it's an epidemic--an epidemic of crime and lawlessness and unethical behavior, of Man's inhumanity to everything and everyone else, of monstrous artificial creations that came not from a laboratory (although I reserve judgment on the swine flu) but from the greedy grasping hands of profiteers who own no allegiance to anyone or anything.

These Sinners should not be surprised when at last the rest of the world smashes them. And it will come to pass. Nothing that cannot continue will endure.

But until then, there's the news to pore over, sift and analyze.


Trick or Treat!