"A little harm done to a good end."
Shakespeare's "Rape of Lucrece" 
Taurus: Happy Birthday. Excellent year on your horizon, I can see that from here. When I was last in London, I saw an ad for the Royal Opera, and the ad itself featured a very familiar image: Ship Rock. Shiprock, NM. It's in the north-western corner of New Mexico. Used to be several different things, but most commonly, it's a volcanic plug or core that looks like, from the right angle, looks like an old man-o-war, schooner, with tall sails and all. Was destination point in the early days of the West and a landmark. Then, too, it's also native holy ground, and I think access is now limited and restricted. Still, as enigmatic an image as anything. What that had to do with the Royal Opera? I'm at loss. Probably a stock image, as part of the American Wild West as perceived by people not from around here. The black basalt, red sandstone spires rising out of the ochre, faded yellow sands of the desert's floor. I don't recall anything else, other than the advertising, while quite striking, the connection was ill-formed, and me, as a soul of the Southwest, just wrong. However, I doubt old desert rats were the Royal Opera's target demographic.
Gemini: What's for lunch? There are number of Gemini issues that, I'm sure, you feel like these issues deserve some attention. So what's for lunch? Yes, we should adequately, and in great haste, address those Gemini issues. Paramount. Burning issues that require effective action now. So what's for lunch, anyway? Your problems aren't going to get fixed nearly as fast as you'd like them fixed. I can promise that. You might hate the answer, but there you have it.