You've Seen Demolition Man, That's What Is Going To Happen

Some Keynesian motherfuckers are always trying to ice-skate uphill

I overheard an inspired conversation today at the barber's, between cutter and cuttee, who worked in the finance sector. The money man was explaining the possible ramifications of a laissez faire policy towards banking regulations in the current climate (or something, money talk makes me switch off). Consumer confidence, he said, increases in those banks with a more 'stable' reputation, and so they become dominant, which makes them even more 'safe'. The opposite occurs in those with rocky foundations. The barber paused mid-snip;

"so it's a bit like Demolition Man, in the future, where every single restaurant is a Taco Bell?"

I think this might be the closest I've ever got to understanding economics. Also, I've developed a new found respect for Wesley Snipes and his sage-like powers of premonition.

I do love a good eavesdrop.

Why Eye?

Sometimes I get these migraines in my right eye. During these episodes, it feels like my eye is half-submerged in a tumultuous goldfish bowl. If I ignore it and carry on with whatever activity triggered the migraine, it spreads to my left eye. This can make walking, driving and, well almost anything else rather difficult. The only way to deal with them is to hold tight and ride it out.

My mum used to get migraines all the time. I just assumed 'migraine' was a euphemism for "shut up you're annoying me". I was pretty annoying as a child. I asked a lot of questions. I don't ask a lot of questions these days. I don't think question-asking and migraine-immunity are interrelated.

It's just the way things are.

Also on my right eye I have this tiny weird scar. I see what looks like a small dot connected to a faint line, drawn in a very shaky hand. Like a tadpole, rendered on teletext. I regularly self-examine my eye in the mirror, and I see nothing. It's not directly in my field of vision, but to the right and below. It can be quite distracting and annoying.

I worry about the state of my eye health. I worry about a lot of things.

Whilst I was making my way back to work in the biting cold today, I was hollered at by some knuckle-scraper hanging out of the 'luxury apartments' across the road (the ones with the serious negative equity, which as a rent-payer made me feel a little smug). He shouted "Gary Oldman" at me. I must say being compared to the distinguished actor-director is okay in my book. The third in a trilogy of obscure heckles, I have also recently been compared to Ryu ("Shoriuken" - or was it Ken?), and "a poof". I worry about the state of the nation's eye health. I worry about a lot of things.