Think of the romance, the folklore, the tradition; think of the cultural ubiquity that unites all humanity in the simple fact that the whole world over a Big Mac is a Big Mac; a thing of truth, wonder, mystery & beauty - a veritable Host in a Global Communion with the very essense of The Divine. WWJD? Well, if Christ was around today, he would hang out at McDonald's and it would Bic Mac Meals all round at the Last Supper and Future Christians would do this in remembrance of He. This is Folk Food and Soul Food; this is gifted Manna, complete with plastic dragons that light up in the dark to remind us of a deeper ceremonial Gnosis in which all I really crave is a Root Beer to be honest, something they no longer have in the UK.

The chips are still shite though, but dipped in a wee tub of Sweet & Sour they passable fare in the wee small hours of a Salford carpark of a Saturday night immersed in BBC Radio 1 Extra (Fabio & Grooverider - wall to wall drum and bass).

I gaze at the stars and know that I am truly blessed!