The Friday get-to-gethers

Friday is a most special day for several Customs men. Why? Because it's the day when they "count their blessings."


And mind you, they count in the "millions." Then, they divide the loot for the week among themselves. Of course, the biggest goes to "Tolits", their leader. 


This is not new. This has been going on since, well, the day Customs was made? Talk about a straight road, this is something as straight as a ruler. 


How about this...


Several close associates, businessmen all, are now very enthusiastic. Why? Well, government is on the verge of offering the biggest global bond sale ever. 


This bond sale is now the talk of the town. And the plan? Well, government is choosing several preferred issuers. These issuers are very close to the "powers". The "power" does not care whatever happens here---he's quite concerned if he wins in his next video gaming bout with his nephew.


And now this...


Someone drove his latest plaything like a madman along an almost deserted superhighway several days ago. And you know what? The entire highway was "cleared" just to accommodate the old Principality's wish. He drove the precious plaything like a pro, transforming the superhighway as his own personal circuit.


And why is that? Because Mr. Leader wants to experience the real rush of drag racing. Yes, and its a Playstation thing.


Imagine that---the entire superhighway cleared just for him. When I heard this, I started thinking if I am really living in a democracy or a monarchy. 


I don't know if he used public money to buy that super charged most expensive petrol, and even if he used his own money, the fact is this--he thinks he owns the entire country. 


And I'm really not shocked, oh no.


Most of our elites are Castillian bastards. Their DNA are mixed with the blood of our former oppressors. Of course they'll act like their ancestors. 


And while he drives that latest plaything like he owns the world, several men who know better, conspire behind the iron curtains. These men, all bastards, are thinking of how to apportion our country for themselves. They are thinking of selling each and every single government property. And one of them even thinks of becoming president. These conos deserve our derision.


By the way, it seems that he did'nt really buy that plaything with a supercharged engine. It was a gift.