We didn’t all go mad, it was flawed ideology that got us in this mess
You’re reading a column written through the mists of pain, 1,200 words or so that establish once and for all man’s ability to transcend suffering. It would be difficult, nay impossible, to describe the heroism behind the typing of each faltering word.
Well, a slight exaggeration maybe. But I’ve never seen the vomiting bug in action before the last couple of days, and believe me, I never want to see it again. And I’m by no means the worst affected in our house. Other family members have been through the agonies of the damned over the last 24 hours, and it has attacked all of us, one after the other. We’re all recovering, but it’s astonishing how weak and drained and staggering it leaves you.