On Monday I devised a system where electric cars can run almost endlessly, and charge-ups are even more simple and convenient than filling a traditional car. This isn't it. I'm saving that idea for a patent. This is something for the UK, who can't stand up for themselves when something is becoming an almost unbearable problem.


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1. Denial
2. Anger
3. Bargaining
4. Depression
5. Acceptance

You may know these as the "five stages of grief" or the "five steps to acceptance" usually used to plot the way someone deals with a great loss or the death of a loved one. It's not a pretty process, and it doesn't always work. But increasingly, these stages, known as the Kübler-Ross Model, are being applied to something rather more everyday than your life-changing tragedy.

These five stages might soon be known as "the five stages of buying petrol"

Once again, Americans are outraged by the price they're having to pay to gas their vehicles. Once again, the UK car fans are outraged at the Americans outrage, being that fuel prices in the UK currently stand almost two-and-a-half times greater than the Stateside figures. Gas prices have entered the consciousness of a large number of motorists, and are becoming more regular in the news, both with significant stories related to the subject, and even a section similar to a weather forecast where the price is measured and explained. It's also becoming a battle zone politically, where a considerable portion of votes can be won or lost on the stance over fuel prices.

But the UK car fans are doing almost nothing; an arranged protest over fuel prices barely gathered 100 supporters, and failed pretty miserably. Words were spoken in Parliament, but this too came to nothing. The public just quietly takes it. Even I have put my cars to one side (and if you know anything about me, you'll know I'm nuts about my cars) and bought a tiny motorcycle, not much more than a toy, because it's all that I can afford, until this publication stops hiding my columns at the bottom of page 29. I wish they would, because once again, I have the answer.

While the solution in America might be to get angry and make noises, in Britain, a more diplomatic and strategic approach is more suited. The UK Government should slightly, just slightly, increase the import duty on foreign cars. This way, there would be a few less cars on the road, so they could claim it as a good thing for the environment. In fact, there would also be less cars shipped in the import process, which again is a plus, both economically and environmentally. It might also give a little bit of help to the tiny UK-based car makers, who simply can't compete with cheap imports. Also foreign-owned car makers might feel more inclined to build factories here, providing jobs and revenue. Lastly, they would make up the money from the increased duties, that they would otherwise have got from fuel taxes.

That'll mean Brits have to pay more for new cars.

Or at least the ones that come from outside the UK. Is that a bad thing? If you can afford a brand spanking new car, then you've probably got a shitload of money anyway. Thus the rich who can afford a new car can support the poor who can barely afford petrol, and we all get cut a break at the petrol pumps. So buying petrol doesn't have to be a five-step journey through misery.


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In other news, I got an album by Supercell ft Hatsune Miku, and it's brought new life to my sound system. I really like it. Perhaps only six or seven albums have had this much of an impact on me, since ever, and I've been alive for a loooong time. Normally, I don't post links to music on YouTube. It's annoying, and I hate feeling obliged to listen to the stuff people throw at me, though sometimes someone will recommend something absolutely stunning. This wont be, most probably wont "get it" like I do, but nonetheless I'm going to post a link anyway, so nAAAr.


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If you sent me money for a fursuit, there's developments happening. I'm already job-searching, and I'm going to take the first thing that's offered to me, regardless of how shitty or inconvenient it is, so I can start paying you back, if you so choose. Believe in me, folks, because I was born intelligent, cunning, and ruthless... and engagingly modest, of course.