On the BOG-OFF!: Mr. Bush - march, I blew a whistle; together with thousands of others. Subsequently, the shrilling in my left ear is a constant reminder of the triumph of our presence. Fellow travellers, there is a relationship between wrath, the humble plastic pea and its tin casing which engenders a caveat: TINTINITUS; and it's INCURABLE. Tintinitus is a fit argument for banning whistles on marches: meanwhile, earplugs; and drums. Don't forget: CHILDREN ARE JUST AS VULNERABLE.