what calamity? crazy insanity?

here i am again pondering the outer reaches of my navel coming to the same conclusions, yep its still there. the proactivity fairy says exercise and so shall i do, if i piss off the proactive fairy theres no ride home in the pumpkin at 12am. The most productive thing i have done in the last four weeks is develop an almost fanatical hatred for Andrew Bolt. Theres a man who i would happily see have a life changing experience involving any of these or other suitably informative experiences 1. wake up on the other side of the fence , Aboriginal, muslim, west papuan or whoever his flavour of the month is. 2. wake up with no money, no voice no fans but with raging opinions to which no one will listen3. wake up on mars and never return. He is someone who makes my blood boil he is worse than Pauline Hanson, no one ridicules him for his dress sense, noone smiles patronisingly at his misunderstanding of the word genocide (slightly less of a mouthful than xenophobia) this man loses university lecturers their jobs, calls bikers to arms and gets weekly television and newspaper slots that frequently{ in my opinion }contravene racial vilification standards. This man is evil gone to bed with evil and given birth to PURE evil. If i was god i would smote him good.