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Should be a link to a playlist of the whole show. Should that fail, search for Portishead Roseland. Sublime.

I love them. Was a bit nervous when I saw the cover. Could have easily been terrible. I’d love a fourth Portishead album. They could call it ‘Sorry.’

Brass Against (formerly Brass Against the Machine) are best known for Rage Against the Machine covers. They’ve branched out a few times though. Their latest: How good is that!

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Recipe, singular. Don marigolds and proceed to driveway. Tear bird in half. Crop and neck out, guts out, peel it. Chop the feet and wings off. Don’t wash it. Food hygiene is for cowards. Into a pan (I’ve been using a pressure cooker recently) and loads of water. Boil fck out of it for hours. Add water if necessary. When done, take the meat out and put it somewhere where your dog won’t steal it. Add a tin of coconut milk to the stock. Fry onions in a wide pan, ideally in lard or dripping. I sometimes salt and sugar them while frying. Add the holy trinity to the fry: garlic, chili, ginger. Once it’s all done, push it to the edge. Add more fat, probably butter, to the clear bit of pan. Fry coarsely ground black pepper, garam masala, cumin and turmeric in that until you’re dribbling like Zed in the tear gas chamber in Police Academy. Flood the onions with the stock + coconut milk. Hope the meat has cooled down enough. Pull it off the bones (a lot will have fallen off if you cook it long enough - like hours plural) and add to the mix. The legs have fcking annoying little bones in. There’s a reason Tesco sells chickens and not pheasants. Put the bones somewhere where your dog won’t eat them. When he does eat them, worry for 48 hours that this is the time his luck runs out. Hysterics will tell you dogs sever their innards and die if they eat cooked bones. Sailor once ate the cooked bones of about fifteen pheasants in one sitting. He’s subsequently eaten cooked bones of all sorts, ten or twelve times. Never been a problem. But Sailor is the sort of dog who, if he was a man, would do his own dentistry and sell ferrets to schoolchildren. Take that for what it’s worth. Serve from now until the pheasants run out. Squeeze of lemon really lifts the whole thing. Fresh parsley too. If you want pheasants in the feather, you can get any number from shoots from October until February. Facebook groups (national and regional) called ‘Giving Up the Game.’ Take them or they’ll end up in the bin. Roast pheasant is shit. If it was good, Tesco would sell them. But they don’t. They sell chicken, pork, lamb and beef, which are good. “Oh but game is so healthy and rustic and, like, so part of the rural zeitgeist, yah.” Fck off. It’s free and you might have had some sport getting it. Same for venison. I’d rather have beef but you can’t shoot wild cows here and they’re heavy. The thing pheasant does have going for it is the fabulous yellow fat. You get more of it on the hens than the cocks. Velvety and rich and well camouflaged by the turmeric for any queers who think fat is bad for them. It also mostly stays with the meat. Unlike a duck, where you have to fck on with keeping the skin (plucking etc) if you want the fat.

Man plans, Gaia laughs.

For anyone not familiar with my politics, my sense of humour or taxes in England, VAT is a consumption tax and is already on brakes and tyres (and booze and fags). The more people wear out tyres and brakes, the more money the government gets. They're pro pollution. So I very obviously don't want more tax on tyres and brake pads. It wouldn't help anyway. No amount of money would. In fact it would increase pollution, people having to scurry about performing more economic activity to pay the higher tax. Between warfare, its other pointless and destructive activities and causing people to work excessively, the state is the worst polluter we have. Tax freedom day is the point in the year where you stop working to pay tax and start keeping what you earn. It falls later and later every year. This year it was 12th June. Imagine all the tyre and brake dust from those 162 out of 365 days simply not existing because people were at home instead. Now that's an environmental good.

Yes. Perhaps a consumption tax should apply to fattening, luxury foods. You could do the same thing to alcohol and cigarettes. It would stop people drinking and smoking.

Poor old Sailor has a gammy eye. Could be something to do with headbutting his way through a heras panel earlier to eat a shot rat. He’s living the dream really. Doesn’t look obviously poked. Load of fairly normal wet gummy stuff in the tear duct corner. Doesn’t smell. Didn’t mind me prodding it but he is tolerant like that.

Maybe brake pads and tyres should be taxed so that you pay more for them the more you use them (heavier vehicles consuming them quicker). A consumption tax if you will.

I laughed.

I don’t know but nor do I need to know. It’s not for one man to visualise the future or for one central power to try to dictate it. I am appalled at the authoritarian mess that is the present. I’d take my chances with a defunded state and a future that therefore evolves more naturally.

Best before May 2022. I can assure you that's nowt in the grand scheme of things. I'll accept no admonishment on food hygiene from you regardless. You appear to be eating off a baby changing station.

A mate found some suet in my kitchen the other day. Quality dumplings only this year.

Nobody would force them to.

Tesco operates from Plymouth to Wick. Coachloads of football fans travel up and down the land every weekend.

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Give an example.

Lifty lift, pluckety pluck.

Roads. Probably tolls. Haulage firms would probably pay to have the slow lane to themselves. People in a hurry could pay to have the fast lane to themselves. Rory Sutherland has a few good ideas about it. My favourite fat man. Unfunded/Disbanded state or not, we should scrap the standing army. All it does it rile brown people round the world and cost me a fortune to do so. And takes up ingenuity and materials that could be used for more useful things. As for national DEFENCE, we're a wet island that can't grow coffee. Who wants to invade us. And even if someone did, who has an army of 25 million men that they can ship here. 25 million being the number of 20-50 year old men in the UK at the moment. The British Army is currently about 100,000 men. The Chinese army 3 million. Just 10% of those 20-50 year old Englishmen is 2.5 million. If out of ten mates, you know one who can sleep in a ditch and shoot, we're fine. I read an article (probably mises.org) a while ago that reckoned even air defence could be taken on by commercial property owners. SAMs on top of skyscrapers that would protect their valuable building but all the people in the area as a happy knock-on too.

Probably the same people who do the actual work will continue to except we won't be paying politicians and civil servants to middle-man. And people who don't want something won't be forced to pay for it. Can't be specific because I'm not an expert in any of those fields. But that's the joy of voluntary markets. Experts come forward and do it because they can make money at it.

People could use their attempts at toilet roll tube moon selfies that they'll find in their phone photo libraries on or around 8th September 2025.

How about a second push of this. I found it hugely helpful the first time round.

Not only a good soundbite but a deeply and firmly held opinion. The state is a menace. I'd be extremely happy for it to get no tax. They'd label it as tax fraud and similar. I'd call it people successfully resisting theft. I don't understand what you're driving at in the second half. Can you rephrase? Make it as plain as you possibly can.