You know, maybe I was too-heavily influenced by Lord Trevor-Roper's The Last Days of Hitler, read at too young of an age (I think I was 9 or 10), but I'm starting to seriously doubt the sanity of the primitives on Skins's island.
It's turned into a Wolkenkuckkuckensheim over there, a lurid grotesque cloud-cuckoo-land.
It's unreal.
That the primitives have always been delusional is a matter of record, and they've had some pretty wild moments, but as of now, late October 2012, man, I've never seen Skins's island so devoid of reality as it is now.
I wonder if the primitives might explode in an orgy of frenzied madness before the elections; to me, it seems as if they're getting very close, any minute now.....
A berserk primitive is not a pretty sight.