I had a vision/dream the other evening of the Amazonian tribesman who, having inherited the earth, makes his way downriver in search of replacement Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtle t-shirts, paddles his dugout across the Atlantic Ocean, lands on our southwestern shores and somehow finds himself in Rugeley, whereupon he marvels at the large Amazon warehouse and is dazzled by the prospect of sundry consumer electronics and unicorn-themed tat...