How is it possible that even under the “third way”, Labour STILL end up in exactly the same fucking place as ALL Labour governments? Skint.
Society trashed, country diluted more than a month old curry, knife wielding 6 year olds ruling the streets, every bastard paid by the State now also having the powers to anally probe you in the street or fine you for blinking without consent, detention without charge or trial for not eating up all your vegetables, millions of ickle brown babies by feral ratboys and obese slappers, taxed on taxed tax, vilified by the very people I pay to look after my interests, monitored and tagged, prodded and poked by every fucker that walks up the garden path, beaten and stabbed by those that don’t.
It really is a sorry state of affairs. I’ve got fucking kids that are going to inherit a steaming great heap of camel spit that I’ve paid an absolute bastard fortune for as the emperor still struts around showing us his fine gold threads (with his fetid knob hanging out for all to suck).
We need a revolution. A proper one. Not a million people walking past Number 10 asking politely if things could be done differently, but a lamppost-hanging type revolution. For too long in this country, politicians have not been held accountable and are simply unafraid of the people. Just as youth is unafraid of authority and laughs and spits at the law abiding, the crazy 646 just snigger and continue to use MY money to fund any idiotic emperors clothes project they can think of.
I’m coming to the end of my tether. I am so tired of being told what to do, only to hear that everything is fucked anyway and to shut up and do more of what you are told. I can’t see a damn thing changing when the Eton Rifles take over in two years. Just as Labour returned to classic form, the Tories will do the same and it will be the landed gentry fucking it all up so that they can get richer whilst spitting in my face and laughing.
I starting to think about simply fucking off somewhere for ten years. I ain’t dumb, I can earn a living. I can rent out the houses and just kick back, let the shit hit the fan, let the rot continue, let the country fall apart into a Balkanesque shithole full of every cunt but the English and watch the ship sink under thousands of petty little vested “interests”.
It isn’t going to change. Respect for the law isn’t going to come back (it doesn’t deserve to). The Streets are not going to be safer, the quality of life isn’t going to improve and the rape of my wealth, earned by me through sheer hard work isn’t going to stop either. The 646 will continue to determine every fucking minute aspect of my life and then apologise every ten years for getting it wrong (whilst they retire to the Caribbean on bloated pensions/slush funds), leaving me skint, the country skint and a scorched earth for the next lot of wankers to rebuild using the highly expensive emperors new clothes, ordered by them and the invoice sent to me.
Bollocks to them all.