Tomorrow afternoon, if things go really really badly, I may find myself down to one eye. People who used to sneer at me on Twitter will no doubt say So what's changed? Nothing, that's what, you one-eyed lefty.
I don’t mean to be dramatic, it’s just a routine bit of cataract surgery. I’m not expecting calamity, and God knows there’s enough of that in the world already. Imagine being in that crash landing in Toronto. Imagine being in Ukraine or Palestine or the Congo or the United States of America.
Cheers to reader Finlay for alerting me to this. It’s long but it’s very much worth your time, some clarifying context for what has been looking alarmingly resemblant to a coup.
