So Good Bye then, Social Justice

I was walking past Stephen's Green in Dublin the other day. There were a good few young people relaxing on the short grass in the sun. Rather idyllic, I thought.
And then, right in front of me, there was a drunken wreck of a man, not quite relaxing but reclining on the pavement. He had the look of a man who had lost hope decades ago.
And right in front of him facing him but not quite seeing him stood a well turned out gentleman with a brief case with a promotional text: ".. something ... TOP DOG ... something."
"Would make a great photo", I thought, "the contrast."
A great photo?? "A GREAT PHOTO"?!
Have I had an Outrage By-Pass or have I become an Artist? Have I resigned myself to living in a society that doesn't care?
Watch this space.

My new Swenglish blog

I have been away a long time now, grazing in the long grass. While ruminating this and that I noticed that Carl Bildt is blogging both in English and Swedish. Or he used to write his blog in English and now he writes in Swedish. So I must do the opposite (obviously) - no more Swedish for me. For a while anyway.