Short-cuts; A Lot Longer Than You'd Like To Think.

So the other week, Denmark decided that it was time for another round of taxes. They sat down, I presume, and decided that it was boring to go for things like income and beer and daffodils. Instead, they looked out the window and saw McDonald's, and struck an idea: they would tax fatty foods! That's right, they were going to cut down obesity and make the populous far healthier by charging them a few coins on a Big Mac. Because that's the solution, isn't it. Apparently, this will turn the country into lean & fit individuals, it will save the Mexican Fruit Bat and stop the third run of the Rapture, which was apparently rescheduled to this month. It will consist of a surcharge on any food that contains more than 2.3% saturated fat, which is the real bad boy on the colourful circle you get on food packaging. How bad? Well, it gossips about you to all the other food when your back is turned. That mean! Anywhoo, this is all totally meaningless, partially because it doesn't say 2.3% of what? 100g? The whole cake? All the food in the drive-thru? This is kind of important information, because if it's per item, that's nearly all foods excluding a bottle of water, and possibly some fresh air. Not really convinced by this one, I'll be honest!

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Everyone is individual. Some are more individual than others, especially when they say the world's ending.

I bet you were all as truly amazed as I was at 6:01pm last Saturday, when we all were still alive! Amazingly, despite repeated promises, we were not raptured. Well, I say "amazed", I actually mean you were probably doing exactly what I was doing: something else entirely that was infinitely more interesting, and only noticed the time had passed rapture-o'clock a few hours later. Professional doom-monger Harold Camping had told everyone that, after spending possibly minutes analysing Bible passages, that the rapture was coming on the 21st May at 6pm. Now, despite the fact that I've read War & Peace more times than I've read the Bible, I suspect that Mr Camping didn't put a huge amount of effort into his "analysing", because even I know that there's a passage that specifically states that no-one knows when the rapture is, not even Jesus. But, apparently, a televangelist knows. And I bet that it had nothing to do with promoting his radio station.... whatsoever. Nevertheless, he's decided that he missed a small chunk now (not the aforementioned important clause, however) and it's now been moved back to the 21st October. Of course it has, Harry, course it has.

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