Dr Strangelove rides his nuke

The news that Tony Blair has been in secret talks with Bush about siting nukes on British soil again rather reminds me of the closing scene in Dr Strangelove where a crazed Dr Strangelove wearing a cowboy hat, having evaded all attempts to rein him in, is seen riding his nuke out of the bomb bay towards a waiting Russian capital wired for automatic retaliation.

The chilling prospect of Bush starting a new Cold War indicates stupidity evolving into insanity. The fact that our political system does not immediately annilate such an extreme fuckwit shows the mindnumbing extent of CBA (Can't Be Arsed) amongst the populus and the deeply flawed nature of the democratic system - which assumes that the population actually take an interest in what is going on.

So: what's the difference between a Labour MP and a supermarket trolley? Answer: The supermarket trolley has a mind of its own. I'm not suggesting that other MPs are any different of course, but the way that they still support Blair after the events of the last few years - even before Iraq and the dodgy dossier - obliterates the boundary between loyalty and stupidity beyond intelligent comment.

The prospect of having billions of my tax payers money spent on hi-tech toys of mass destruction at the whim of unarguably the most stupid man ever to occupy the Whitehouse makes my blood boil. Save the money. Build a European Supergrid instead so we can start to use all the sunshine that falls free of charge on the deserts of North Africa.

Ever heard of a zero cost solution? Ban the sale of incandescent bulbs and scrap the next generation of nuclear powerstations: because you won't need them any more.

Of course - invest in nukes and there's a small chance that we might wipe out life on earth. Do nothing and there's a virtual certainty that life on Earth won't survive the next century.

My Blair can safely be ignored - he's on the way out. Great British Public - take your pick.