My brain is a nice pulp from the heat that started already in the morning. My grey cells are giving up under the weight of a failed economy. I can’t take no more the talks of ‘selective’ or ‘euro-collective’ default. The endless discussions about who-says-what & how- it-is-meant keep whirling around my ears. No stop talking, zero result. So far. People complain about the increased taxes contributions that arrived in July. Automatically less income. Things get worse day by day. A multi-draft on taxes, retirement age and a series of regulations to increase state revenues was submitted to parliament last night by the Finance Minister. If you owe the state 5,000 euro, you can go to jail. Free meals, fresh air, exercise. The jobless 20-30 years old will never get a pension, even if they get a job later. Or maybe, a handful of euro or drachma coins when they’ll have reached the tender age of 70 years old.
As if the heated Greek debt debate wasn’t enough a heat wave is hitting Greece. Starting today, lasting five days. Temperatures up to 40/41 degrees Celsius in the shadow. Experts urge people to hydration. Drink 3 liters of water. Go pee every 10 minutes. You’re jobless anyway and you have plenty of time…
I feel the pigeon won’t fly away from my hair
Bad hair day? HA! I only wish. No, not bald. But just 15 minutes ago, while reading about “early-elections”, “Terminology versus reality”, “Equality before the Law”, “Church and Taxes”, I distinctly heard a soft ‘pop’ and realised that it was the sound of my last brain cell succumbing to the relentless sound of Tzitzikes in combination with a soundbite from Papandreou…