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I wasn't going to post this today as it's a bit gloomy, but it's a miserable fucking day anyway so who cares. Of all the bizarre choices for movies to show at Christmas time the Great Escape was always a weird one as was Escape to Victory, perhaps TV dudes were playing on the male population's desperate yearning to escape their ubiquitous Christmas hell involving loud toys and visits from the unwanted members of the extended family - the gay uncle, the alcoholic aunt, the weird nephew who dresses entirely in black and so on.

The movie that's equally bizarre particularly in the current economic climate is It's a wonderful Life starring Jimmy Stewart as poor George Bailey. There's nothing really festive about it even though it's considered a classic Christmas movie.

It's about a dude who faces financial ruin after being scammed by an horrible cunt, a run on his bank ensues and a bleak future of miserable nothingness so he tries to kill himself and is forced by a fucking interfering angel into changing his mind and swapping a blissful nothing for more of the same shit.

This has basically just happened for real thanks to Bernard Madoff but I don't see too many parents reading the Wall Street Journal to their kids.

After Madoff's $50billion ponzi scheme went tits up, a french investor called, wait for it, deep breath...Rene-Thierry Magon de la Villechet went and killed himself cause he lost close to a billion dollars.

And to add insult to injury, his family couldn't even afford to have his name carved into his head stone cause it was too fucking long. They settled for Aaaaww Rene instead.

If you recall I highlighted the fact that this whole financial collapsing schabang was a giant ponzi scheme just a few weeks ago - you can read it here. Did anyone listen to me? Did they bollocks. Tough shit that's what I always say.

If you're so fucking greedy that you're not happy just sitting on a couple of billion and want more and more and are prepared to risk doing business with someone called Madoff offering you 50cents on the dollar no questions asked, then you deserve everything you get in my book. Bloody French ponce. You wouldn't have spent any of it on soap anyway you smelly git.

Merry fucking Christmas.