‘Tis the season. Ministers are doing the rounds giving speeches to halls packed to the rafters with the pissed and the pissed off. Unions representing the pissed off are gearing up for pay talks. Kites are being flown to see which way the wind is going and divining who precisely is going to shoot those kites down and for what reason.  It’s a marvellous time of the year. Warmth is once again coming from the land after the day ends. Walking around you get a sense of transformation, and on Twitter, which as a service is decaying like cheap cheese…

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