Here we are, the Sunday after the Thursday before, and we still don't know who'll be Prime Minister next month or which party(ies) will form the next UK Government.
A hung parliament. It's all so wonderfully post-modern.
Nothing is certain. Nothing is absolute. Nothing is true for us all. Nothing is inevitable. Anything is nothing if I want it to be.
I guess the financial markets, which are not so post-modern, will get some decisions made shortly. And that reminds me that while everything seems to be relative, the opposite is actually true. The future only has a single destination when it comes to bowing the knee. Yep, Jesus has the Hung Parliament thing well sorted in the long run.
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