Hola world, I am short of ideas for you this mutable day. I kind of had in mind to point out some humorous differences in American versus British culture, but i apparently can only thing up two examples at this exact moment. Oh sure, I could Google around and find other examples and credit them, but that kind of defeats the purpose, doesn’t it? Still, at least I’ve got myself a little text file with those two examples in them taunting me, so perhaps more ideas will come in time to join them.

And mutable, of course, has to do with the weather. It’s mainly gorgeous sunshine today, but random bits of storm keep blowing in suddenly and severely. It’s pleasing, insomuch that I adore severe rain – the sound of it slamming against a building is incredibly soothing to me. And really, today is a day for slackertude and relaxation; I don’t really feel like doing anything that requires effort. Funnily enough, that includes this, hee hee…

I guess I can take a second to point out a few interesting bits in the news, then. Firstly, the government is doing a bit of a rollback on the DNA database malarky here in the UK. I’m still wondering how I’m supposed to be convinced that 80% of the people already on the roster need to remain there, but it’s a step in the right direction. Whatever one can say of the current British government, I think you’d have to be a daft fool to claim that they’re trying to keep people scared and quiescence. That, or have completely missed the 13 years of Labour governance…

By that token, the incredibly ridiculous and insulting barring and vetting scheme is being pared back, too. I don’t know what is so fundamentally flawed about modern society that makes people think that governments/corporations/etc can make life 100% risk free, but I’m sorry… it just doesn’t work that way. Perhaps if people put down the pork pies and took a bit of responsibility on their own shoulders… but then, that’s a bit cruel of me as well. I can understand that many people insist on living a ridiculously jam-packed life and don’t want to have to think about anything as they dash about in a constant state of panic from points a and b and c (and d, if they’re so lucky!), but that’s a whole ‘nother thing…

I also spotted a suggestion that people ended up in the ER (A&E) for booze-related incidents should be forced to cough up (in Scotland, at least). I’ll be curious to see how that works if they give it a go; as a former serviceperson, I don’t understand ending up in hospital for drinking (y’know, ’cause we’re all invincible to the bad side of drinking in the Armed Forces *cough*), so I don’t know if the stereotypes of abusive drunk are true in that case. I kind of feel bad for people who are drinking that heavily anyways, or eating themselves into obesity – governments and organizations moralize against all the fun sins, so no wonder people pick a vice and go extra mad with it. Can’t drink ’cause you’re obviously demented if you do, can’t smoke ’cause it means you want to kill babies, and god forbid you eat anything junky, ’cause you’re obviously just a parasite. Good thing people don’t legislate on our sex lives… oh.. wait. <__<

That’s more than enough, so I’m going to run off screaming!  YAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAARGH, yup yup. Have a good weekend, folks!