Looking backwards

In the past year Chinese women have discovered that breast milk does not contain melamine and that there is a great difference between feeding the future on an ingredient of kitchen worktops and milk. It is a shame that it happened in China as the Western world will just shrug, smirk and continue slapping big fat plastic tits in their babies' mouths.

Ladies, bosoms are for babies. They maybe objects of male adoration but they have a sublime function other than to excite and titillate a potential mate.

If the Chinese are becoming more aware of their bodily functions the Americans are rediscovering the function of bodily colour. Nothing is any longer black and white in the US, for there are many shades of Obama in between. Of course it is nonsense, even if he were "black", he 'aint poor.

We have also come to realise the most amusing fact that the world financial system does not contain anything at all, not even melamine. Bail out the banks, bail out the car industry, bail out, even, the tobacco industry. Let's bail out everyone who had a stake in perpetuating this obscene myth and the rest of us can go begging as always. Or, if not begging we can always head off down to Woolies.

Back on Réunion and the chavs have succeeded in reducing the price of petrol. The authorities have succeeded in raising the price of alcohol in a bid to reduce alcoholism. They have even decided to ban the sale of the Pile Plat (a small bottle of rum). This is laughable because as any one will know and you might have read it here several years ago, it has already been banned.

Last Christmas lunch I spent with the Black Virgin, this with a diabetic dog. The difference ? The dog smells. However, I am fortunate to be gazing out over distant yet rolling surf. The volcano is getting more excited and a storm on Christmas day took out all the instruments on her slopes. Fortunately, they are back working and the eruption has increased - look here.


I did go to a "soirée" a week or so before Christmas and most people avoided the tuna carpaccio because of the high levels of mercury found in pelagic fish around these isles. Everyone, bar myself, was smoking profusely. May as well have been eating Melamine Yoghurt.


The big scare today is that someone might have seen a shark at Etang Salé. This is the same Etang Salé where the life guards seriously injured a surfer with the propeller of their boat. Six hundred people (how many?) were evacuated from the water on the off chance that the supposed shark may still be hungry even after that huge Christmas dinner. Last year alcoholism killed nearly three hundred people, cars a lot more. Sharks killed no one in that time.


I have a car and I drink, so I don't think I'll pass away in the jaws of a shark, especially as I don't surf.


If anyone actually reads this one will have noticed that it is a disjointed, incoherent psudeo intellectual rant. I am so pleased to have rediscovered my muse.