Wednesday, 9 December 2009

Bread, Milk and Oil, and Who's Ruling the World?

The smell of tomorrow's bread reminds me we've bought only two loaves since we left Le Guerrat six weeks ago.


And today our very smart machine made our first soya milk. (We'd had the machine for several days and had entered into a dispute with the Chinese seller, but now he's given us £20 to compensate for the operating instructions being in Chinese only, and the mains plug being utterly useless in Britain. A Chinese student in digs next door to Jo's mum translated the booklet for us, and I'm using the "kettle lead" from our old pc to connect to the mains).


I've been using ready mixed bio-degradable chain oil for the saw and, as at Le Guerrat, the smell of the hot oil makes me hungry. But the smell is much reduced when I find myself cutting below water level! I'm clearing a line of trees overhanging, and many long ago fallen into, a field ditch and am frequently surprised at how deep into the water the saw can go and keep running, making froth with the chain and bubbles from the exhaust!


My full attention has been just drawn to Jarvis Cocker's Quantum Theory and the excellent song which comes in at 29.35mins:

Well, did you hear, there's a natural order?
Those most deserving will end up with the most,
That the cream cannot help but always rise up to the top,
Well, I say: Shit floats.
If you thought things had changed,
Friend, you'd better think again,
Bluntly put in the fewest of words,
Cunts are still running the world,
Cunts are still running the world.


Now the working classes are obsolete,
They are surplus to society's needs,
So let 'em all kill each other
And get it made overseas.
That's the word, don't you know,
From the guys that's running the show,
Let's be perfectly clear' boys and girls,
Cunts are still running the world,
Cunts are still running the world.


Oh, feed your children on crayfish and lobster tails,
Find a school near the top of the league,
In theory I respect your right to exist,
I will kill ya if you move in next to me,
Ah, it stinks, it sucks, it's anthropologically unjust,
But the takings are up by a third, oh, so
Cunts are still running the world,
Cunts are still running the world.


Your free market is perfectly natural,
Or do you think that I'm some kind of dummy?
It's the ideal way to order the world,
Fuck the morals, does it make any money?
And if you don't like it, then leave,
Or use your right to protest on the street,
Yeah, use your rights, but don't imagine that it's heard, oh, no, no,
Cunts are still running the world,
Cunts are still running the world......

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