Bob Geldof is going to announce Band Aid 2. Except it's called "Live 8" this time. "Sir" Bob said "There is more than a chance that the boys and girls with guitars finally get to tilt the world on its axis." Excuse me whilst I vomit heavily. I suspect that they'd be able to relieve third world debt if they spent as much on, say, Rwanda, as they will on Bollinger and Columbian marching powder on July 8th. What is it with these people? There must be something about celebrities and charity: I suppose when you spend your entire life in the back of a limo with paid flunkies telling you how wonderful you are then you probably honestly think you can save the world. Now, as it happens, I don't think Geldof is a bad person. Just deluded with poor judgement and a sanctimonious streak. Chris Martin, OTOH, really grips my shite. The Coldplay singer (of course, married to a millionaire spam actress) was asked what was the greatest evil in the world...his reply? "Shareholders." Cnut. This is a man with more dosh than most of us could imagine and he's calling me and the missus evil for having a few grands worth of shares? A good friend of mine works in Africa. He is an old-school businessman who deals in commodities. He has spent many hours lecturing me on the evils of the "Aid Industry" (basically, if the African countries did sort their problems out there'd be no jobs for lots of white Dutch/ Scandie/ Euro liberals with no hope of getting a decent job at home). You can't "solve" Africa with good intentions, mainly because you couldn't replace every single corrput government in the region without a fair amount of firepower. Did you know that Somalia, for example, exports sugar? I fell over when I learnt that these countries have abundant natural assets that are traded for the select few, by the select few whilst the majority go without. Why don't Chris Martin and Bob Geldof campaign for full-blooded neocon regime change in Africa rather than funding more gold-plated limos and palaces for the dictators who run the continent? Preferably with them and their vile "celeb" buddies on the start line. Rant over, Veg out. V!