The Manic Monday Mood..

2017, Monday the 16th.  While a funeral service company in Braga caused a big traffic jam because the driver, while driving of, with squeaking tires, at the moment a traffic light turned green a, thankfully empty, coffin out fell out of his car and a woodworkers vehicle, up on a lonely hill in Central Portugal, is loaded up and turning warm in front of the workshop to deliver some items. No, there are no traffic lights on the route today.  Meanwhile, some coalition partners of the Dutch Prime Minister are taking a few aspirins, they have headaches from figuring out, all night long,  his statement that it is "his" Cabinet and a few tv journalists recognise that they are better able to conduct a conversation with experts who can demonstrate their objectives with facts, than to discus with a narcissist politician who only ratifies facts after he invented them himself.  While in The Gambia the whole mess, the country is in since the elections, could explode, and older ladies looking for some young pleasure will maybe have to delete their favorite holiday destination from the list this year, there are "wannabee" politicians out there who are willing to spend 15 thousand euros at Holland's largest advertising block of TV personality Harry Mens to proclaim their message.  The Sunday mood of a Dutch emigrant, that made him sing a protest song again, turned into a pugnacious, awake state of mind overnight.  A manic Monday to start the week with. ...