Elections.
So, I'm sitting procrastinating, worrying about the world like I usually do and I felt a bit of anger in my gut, the kind that makes me type "e-mail david cameron" into google and come up with his facebook page. Well, the comments were an interesting read and it just shows that there are alot of idiots in the word. Yadda this yadda that. It's like reading the script from hollyoaks or eastenders, all "change the world this" and "help britain" that and "dave and clegg bff" and most of all "get brown out." I've come to the conclusion that MPs and our govenment, who ever it may be that buys out britain, represent the proportion of our society that deals with childen. Not babies, no - I think children that age would think this was all childish; but those childen that sit at the back of the class and throw paper aeroplanes, shout back at their parents when they don't get that doll they want, make mud pies and then eat them (with 'spagetti'), the children that push eachother around tattle tales that may or may not be true. The children that throw tantrums when things aren't quite going their way and generally make a mess of things. They're all high class, educated school boys and girls with credit cards and big, unnessessary cars. Climate change? I don't see David Cameron arriving to work in a smart car. Crime? Why not put on a uniform and work a day of your life where I grew up. Economy. How's the tesco finest chicken and that ten year old wine? Europe. Great for holidays - no?
Arg. It's time for real people to lead real people, not these power hungry hypocrites that woo you with sweet words and gentle petting, that sway your descisions with words like "family" and "security" when they don't know what it's like to be alone, to not feel safe at night or day or anytime. Good for them that they sleep well at night and don't worry about their budgets or job security or whether it will rain while they wait for the bus. Good for them.
Arg. It's time for real people to lead real people, not these power hungry hypocrites that woo you with sweet words and gentle petting, that sway your descisions with words like "family" and "security" when they don't know what it's like to be alone, to not feel safe at night or day or anytime. Good for them that they sleep well at night and don't worry about their budgets or job security or whether it will rain while they wait for the bus. Good for them.