Begone, foul shades! Begone, malignant nonsense!
While in Europe 16 out of 34 countries that played qualifying games for the 2008 European Football tournament didn’t manage to score even once, South-Africa and other African Union countries keep making the same dreadful own goal by refusing to do anything about the region’s neighbour from Hell, Mugabe.
It’s the season for odd and old monsters, it seems. While the world reluctantly watched the big M. birthday-partying like a modern-day Nero, two other ancient types of uglies were either fished up or dug up. One can only hope (with most of his suffering country, no doubt) that Zimbabwe’s president will hurry to join these other two monstrosities in whatever travelling freak show they will spend the rest of eternity in formaldehyde.
It’s one of those bad-news-all-around-days-though. While the England football team were one of those who couldn’t even manage an own goal – for once – and Albion’s long suffering populace still have to wait to ram their none too sad adieux down Tony Blair’s throat, the country now also has to deal with something even more sinister than Avian Flue.
Still, there remains some glimmer of hope. It is probably true that no power in this or any other world can stop the current English football team (or the A.U.) performing as a collective of overpaid, useless gits. However, ever since the 2006 Ig Noble prize winner showed the world how to deal with one kind of collective pest, we can pray that he will use his formidable brain power to invent some Thomas Beckett machine that rids us of all the troublesome Robert’s & Tony’s who have outstayed their welcome for far too long.
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