Molotov cocktails raining from the sky!
"Drivers on the Monash Freeway were forced to dodge Molotov cocktails that were hurled from a footbridge onto the roadway in Melbourne's south-east late last night.
Police said four flaming bottles hit the freeway and caused a series of grass fires near the intersection with Springvale Road just after midnight.
About 40 minutes later another fire-bomb was thrown at a house in Glen Tower Drive, Glen Waverley."
Police said four flaming bottles hit the freeway and caused a series of grass fires near the intersection with Springvale Road just after midnight.
About 40 minutes later another fire-bomb was thrown at a house in Glen Tower Drive, Glen Waverley."
(Megan Levy, The Age, 28/4/10)
A string of strange coincidences have left me feeling rather Soviet this week. Molotov cocktails aside, I've been reading Tolstoy's Anna Karenina to pass the time on the train, the weather has been positively Cold War lately and I happened to bump into an elusive aquaintance of Russian origin who I hadn't seen in a LONG time.
What does all this mean, you ask? Dunno. But I sure as Hell DO know that I want this hat! Just like the handbag ad above, it's the perfect blend of the Soviet Union and American pop culture and consumerism...
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