That’ll Be 30 Pieces Of Silver Please.
It was always going to be an interesting fight, wondering whether the Luddite or the exhibitionist in me would win out. The exhibitionist unfortunately benefits from the likes of guns, tanks and taser guns over the Luddite’s club and loin-cloth, so it was, in hindsight, a foregone conclusion. Pleased to meet you and welcome to the 21st Century. I’ve just sold my soul and am planning to give away a fair slice of my dignity too.
