In which the pond relishes nattering "Ned's" existential angst ...

Of late on a weekend, the pond feels blessed ...

Who else but nattering "Ned", the master of gloom, could open with a line about the way "Existential angst is tearing at the Anglosphere's fabric"?

It's up there with existential crisis, existential threat, existential dread and existential ennui.

Here, but when the pond, in its own existential crisis, went looking for nattering "Ned", it was reassured ...

Conservative? 

Ah, the silly old bugger's got the wind up because letters fell off the wall during Theresa's speech and she had the flu and she was handed a pink slip P45, and what's more, she took it ... and suddenly The Economist and such like are asking about her sell-by date, and never mind why anyone bought such a useless bit of antiquated machinery in the first place ...

Well it's the pond's duty to listen to the reptiles and whenever the likes of "Ned" bungs on a do about existential angst it's a special kind of treat. 

Sure, we might have been in the crowd at Vegas, sure we might have been caught in a hurricane, sure climate science might be predicting a fucked planet, but let's not forget the importance of coal.

Sure, running "Ned" in full French modernist philosopher mode turns off readers in droves,  sure, it ensures that the lizard Oz remains a niche of sublime irrelevance, but just as surely as all this, attention must be paid ...

Oh dear, May down and Jeremy on the march... there's going to be much alarmed navel-gazing and consequent fluff-gathering this day ... and being nattering "Ned" it's going to be done at inordinate length, because whenever the reds are under the bed, "Ned" goes into full Chicken Little shouting at clouds mode ...

But is there a discernible root cause for what's set Ned off, apart from the obvious?

Yep, there it was half-way down. The silly old chook has been reading Niall again, and whenever the pond wants an impression of a headless chook, Niall is the go to man ...

Who else could see the GFC as not representing a problem for capitalism?

Why a blithe spirit like Niall, which incidentally explains explains why everything is currently for the best in the deep north ...

The pond just had to slip in a Wilcox - more Wilcox here - because existential angst with "Ned" is a movie the pond has seen many times before and never grows tired of ...

Now sit back and find hope in the election of the Donald as a capitalist ... can bankruptcy and a new GFC be far behind, and is Niall sitting in the row behind, munching on salted, buttered popcorn and ensuring the pond never goes near a movie theatre again?

Oh poor Theresa and naughty Jeremy, and whatever you do, don't blame the shameless cavorting and carry-ons of the Murdochian press in helping fuck up British politics while facilitating the folly of Brexit ...

Instead enter into the direly existentially angsty world of nattering "Ned" as the socialists begin their dread march on Canberra ...

More David here, but actually the cause for concern is comrade Bill and his Corbynite tendencies ...

The pond finds something astonishingly comfortable about blather revolving around the Anglosphere ...

It's as if the pond was magically transported back to the 1950s, and was saluting the flag and reciting the pledge and honouring the Queen and doing it for God, and dammit, Ned himself is ready to get behind the jammed Gatling and root out the radical trouble-makers ...

Oh wait, that's an heroic action figure, the pond has run the infallible Pope in the wrong place, with more existentially accurate Pope here ...

Dammit, forget the Adelaide mutants and the batarangs, it's time to invoke a mood of ideological anger, and rally and defeat the radical left ...

Dear sweet long absent lord, is "Ned" saying that trickle down economics was the greatest hoax of the previous century, producing a dangerously deluded filthy rich one per cent, hidden with their many servants behind gates in fortresses of greed?

Is "Ned" daring to suggest that perhaps young people might have an interest in the planet that extends beyond coal and actually acknowledges the conclusions of climate science, routinely maligned and misreported by the Murdochians?

Surely not, surely the pond has mis-read that last sentence, surely Ned isn't scribbling about either trickle down economics or the great hoax of climate denialism perpetrated by the Murdochians ...

The pond might have got it entirely wrong, but like a Tory blathering about the alarums of the Anglosphere, the pond remains firm. 

It might have been slightly longer than War and Peace, but is there any grander fun than watching nattering "Ned" in full blown crisis mode, wringing hands and mumbling as he stumbles along the boulevard of broken capitalist dreams?

Finish it off with a Rowe, and the pond can toddle back to bed and cat nap the rest of the morning, feeling righteous and the justified in the face of the full-blown hysteria and fear sweeping through the bunker in Surry Hills and the gated rich of the Anglosphere... (with more Rowe here) ...