“I foresee that man will resign himself each day to new abominations, and soon that only bandits and soldiers will be left.”
Jorge Luis Borges

Perhaps it’s just the effect of temperatures soaring up the Fahrenheit scale here – it’s not often Scotland forgets itself long enough to remember it’s July – but the remarkably instantaneous attribution of Thursday’s London bombings to al-Qaeda, sourced from some statement “discovered” on the internet, seemed just that little bit too suspiciously slick for comfort. (Al-Qaeda, lest we forget, having been founded by a son of family friends of the Bush’s, and meaning “the foundation” or “the base” – in other words, what’s underneath it all.)

The timing of the explosions seemed quite remarkably convenient for the Bush agenda at the G8 summit too. Nothing like a nice diversionary tactic to distract attention from climate change and take the wind out of the sails of the demonstrators. Nothing like a dose of terror to spook us into forgetting about saving the world. Nothing like a bit of destruction and some heart-wrenching deaths to wipe the entire summit and its critically important issues as cleanly from our minds as it has from our TV screens … Power to the Sheeple! Baa!

Good grief! What can I be thinking of? … these temperatures are so rare in Scotland, I think they’ve gone clean to my head.