Vereimejavaimustus

Tänane Guardian kõneleb Birminghamis, Inglismaal ringi kondavast vampiirist. Kohalikud on väga mures, lapsi enam peale pimedat välja mängima ei lasta.
Algdokument. Kus kõneldakse ka mitmest teisest viimase aja müüdist. Huvitavaks ma neid lugusid ei nimetaks.
Aga inimene oskabki oma elu kuratlikult keerukaks teha, kujutledes igasuguseid mõttetusi ja niimoodi ennast vaikselt seest närides. Seda kogen minagi oma nahal päevast päeva. Ja uue aasta algul antud lubadus elu piiiiisut rahulikumalt ja rõõmsamalt võtta vajub unustusehõlma.
Nagu kõik uusaastalubadused.

Tsiteerides võrratut Aimee Manni (Real Bad News albumilt Lost In Space, 2002):
You don't know so don't say you do -
You don't
You might think that things will change,
but take my word -
They won't

You paint a lovely picture but reality intrudes
With a message for you
And it's real bad news

I was undecided like you
At first
But I could not stem the tide of overwhelm and thirst
You try to keep it going but a lot of avenues
Just aren't open to you
When you're real bad news

I got love and anger, they come as a pair
You can take your chances but buyer beware
And I won't make you feel bad when I show you
this big ball of sad isn't worth even filling with air

Baby let me tell you you can get some things confused
Like whose secrets are whose
And that's real bad news
Real bad news
Real bad news