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The Weather

I'm English, so what better subject to start with than the weather? London today is wet and greasy. When it's not actually raining, the sky just oozes moisture like a dirty grey floor-cloth. This summer, so much water has fallen on the British Isles that the Atlantic must be shallow enough to walk across. I'm beginning to take it personally, look for someone to blame. The weathermen, the government. The Bishop of Carlisle blamed the rain and the flooding on Britain's tolerance of homosexuality. Good to have it explained by an expert. There was me thinking it was all down to the jet-stream being pulled further south than usual owing to the effects of global warming and El Nino and La Nina, which in turn cause large areas of low pressure to remain virtually stationary over Britain with concomitant excessive precipitation for the time of year. Turns out it was all down to two schoolboys in Gloucester French kissing in a bus shelter and no-one complaining. .

I'm not an atheist by any means, and I think a lot of us are more religious than we realise. Just sit in a pub and watch a football match. You will see dozens and dozens of grown men believing they can influence the result of the game by yelling at the screen. The game is happening in another city, but they believe shouting at the television can help their team.

I respect anyone's spiritual belief if it keeps them happy. I just wish they'd also keep it to themselves. Feel happy knowing they're going to heaven when they die, shut up, and let the rest of us go to hell, in our own time. Is that too much to ask? I'm sick of these religious fanatics going round the world, killing innocent people because of what they think it says in their version of the many unique versions of absolute truth on offer. And I'm not just talking about George Bush; it's anyone who needs to turn their fear of the unknown at the end of life into a raging psychotic delusion and take it out on other people.

It's brightening up a bit outside.

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