An object is unseen at the threshold of the cluttered June hallway by the unsuspecting left great toe with instantly major displacement of the entire bilateral bodily equilibrium through agonised forward freefall and forced folding over. The road is meandering through Plenty to Eltham Medical Centre where the daytime doctor with framed certificates and smile gives possible scenarios with definite expressed prospect of soon a revelatory X-ray. A fracture is present through the base of the distal phalanx on the dorsal aspect with minor displacement with a possible further small fracture through the proximal lateral corner of the proximal phalanx.
Monday, 27 June 2016
Innocents are relegated to tropical islands and tortured by a government that does nothing. The entire east coast is worn down by storms but climate change, nothing. All of June nebulous promises full of next to nothing. Health is threatened but they’re saying nothing. Policy launches stare into cameras that make happen nothing. Polls indicate there is nothing in it, nothing. It’s a waste to leave your ballot blank nothing. Journalists ask nothing questions and get in reply nothing. More cuts are expected because there’s nothing. The Muslims are coming and CCTV detects too much of nothing. Neighbours say nothing.
Saturday, 25 June 2016
Give enough people the opportunity to say how much they dislike foreigners and they will say how much. The temptation is too great. Give them privilege to express displeasure at papistical ways and they will express displeasure. Violently, if necessary. Give enough people the power to hide on their side of the fence and you can stay on your side of the fence. Give enough people the excuse to deny their neighbour’s existence and they will deny. Old allies turn enemies and plot amongst themselves. Let enough people vote in June and eftsoon they’ll grumble about the winter of discontent.