I’m on a plane to Thailand today. Granted, spending my Christmas on a thirty hour flight is not ideal in many crucial aspects, but tomorrow, you will be wherever you are and I will be in Thailand. So, statistically speaking, I will be in a much better place than you, and I don’t mean in that Dickensian, Tale of Two Cities way. In the first place, it’s an overrated book and in the second place, his understanding of the French Revolution is like a schoolboy’s reading of Burke, filtered with a little Trumpism. Also, I don’t expect to be executed just yet. The Man ain’t caught up with me.