So, the war on terror is over and the family needs a different type of "war" to keep the proletariat clapping. OK so its now the war against the underworld. A few have been already dispatched to the netherworld but the king pin who has been giving political cover for some undies remains unscathed....yet. A little bird whispers its going to be a home grown solution that will take care of him. Like an own goal this time. Hee! Hee!

And old wine continues to be bottled in new ones. All the posturing is to impress the rural majority folks. Why? Cos they constitute the major vote bank. So the old recipe book is dusted and the See Eye Dee is called in and lets get Tee Run, Mangy et al for a session, says the unseen hand. This time too its the LTTE bogey and a bit of conspiracy to assassinate an un-named VVIP thrown in just to marinade....more things change...more they remain the same in this small miracle isle....Aney! Aney!

The Uva two chief ministerial aspirants from the ruling types were embroiled in a bitter quarrel, though not in the open, over the hot seat. Like the aboriginal veddahs who roam the area, Shashi Boy and Wijith Wije have buried the hatchet, so it seems.