Call me when it’s over.

I don’t think of myself as being a particularly intolerant person.  Averagely so maybe but fundamentally kind I’d say which I believe is what matters.  I will admit to being totally pissed off though by the fact that it’s getting to the stage now where I can’t watch TV any more.  At my age TV has become a front-line form of relaxation.  Now, however, I am faced with regular programming and adverts that have taken inclusiveness to such ridiculous levels that it’s hard or almost impossible to watch the sheer ridiculousness of it.  As for the news how long can anyone go on watching supposedly intelligent people (newscasters, political commentators etc) ramble on for hours on end discussing with a straight face how black might actually be white if we talked about it long enough simply because some greedy, power-hungry cunt or other or their arse-licker sycophants said so?  IT ISN’T.  ENOUGH OF THIS SHITE!

Call me when it’s all over?