There's no monopoly...
...on the Monopoly playing tokens.
Apparently. They're due a shake up. Only a minor one. One of them,
only one, has to go.
I think they could all be revamped in a
major overhaul:
Top Hat. This is the bookies' favourite
for the boot. As opposed to the Boot, that is. There's the baseball
cap, the bobble hat, or my personal pick, the building site hard hat
alternatives knocking on the door.
Iron. An outdated token of domestic
servitude (so I'm told, I'm not sure I could find ours, and I'm right
domesticated, me). I'd like to see a little tumble drier.
Scottie Dog. I think this has to stay.
There's no place for labradoodles or alsators, or whatever's flavour
of the month in the fashionable London suburbs. Maybe a pitbull? Down
the Old Kent Road?
The Boot. A little metal Dr Marten. Has
to be.
Thimble. More domestic servitude here.
I really don't know the first thing about sewing. All the ex-matelots
in the fire brigade could sew hems and buttons and all sorts. I've
been known to resort to Superglue (I got months out of that fleece
after mending it) and staples (great for turning up trouser hems as
long as you don't tuck them into your socks). BLISS and I even tried
to turn up some extra long cricket whites with the iron on foolproof
idiot-proof everything proof tape stuff. Well. It 'aint us-proof. It
failed before they came out of the kitbag. One of her mates did the
sewing. She's in Bulgaria now (not on the run from any sewing-related
crime or anything) so now they just stay much too long. Sewing
machine? Miniature branch of Primark?
Racing car. Token most loved by the
Monopoly-playing berk. Smartcar. Or a bike. Or a big 4x4 landing on
Mayfair. With a special congestion charge square. London? Must be a
Boris bike if it's a bike.
Bloke on horseback (exclusive editions
only). A hunt saboteur, naturally.
Wheelbarrow (exclusive editions only).
Apparently there used to be a sack of money, so combine the two and
have a wheelbarrow loaded with sacks of money. No. Ride on mower.
Vladimir Franz
See? The Czechs have proper
politicians:
This bloke's composed operas. I doubt
whether Cameron and Clegg, working together, could compose a
limerick. Apart from being covered in tattoos, his stance is this:
Anti-corruption, the importance of
education and the nation's moral standing. He says the political
system is so enchanted with itself that it's lost the ability to
reflect, and that twenty years after the fall of communism there's
been a lot of talk and promises and nothing's changed.
We need him here. How long've we had
our political system? It's still full of cronyism and corrupt as can
be. Hundreds of years on and they've done nothing to make the world a
better place. Our education system is being reduced to one big
sausage-factory providing vocational training. Our kids are seen as
nothing more than flesh and blood cogs in the big corporate machine.
Just look at the self-regard of politicians unable to get more than
about a quarter of people to the polling booths.
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