As well as the deaths of Howard Marks and a giant snake,it was a week of tax return revelations and cricketer commiserationsThe death of Howard Marks has allowed many to reminisce approximately what a wonderful bloke Mr kind really was. I’m not sure I quite come by it myself, given the only thing anyone outside his close friends and family knew him approximately him was that he had been a reasonably successful drug dealer who had spent eight years in an American nick. Even assuming none of the people he sold dope to came to any harm – a long shot I’d guess – there’s still the stupidity factor. Nobody I’ve ever met has become sharper or more keen when they’re stoned. whether you’re going to take drugs, or spare me the schmaltz. Or at least have some consistency. You don’t hear people saying,“What a great bloke he was. One of the world’s best tax avoiders. Saved himself and his friends a small fortune. Singlehandedly managed to close down several mother and baby units” at funerals. Or perhaps you achieve.
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Source: theguardian.com