Politics

Yes. Politics.

I have previously put quite a lot of effort into ignoring politics and all practicioners thereof. They are all tossers, and they can carry on being tossers up there in Westminister while I get on with my life.

However, it doesn't quite work like that does it? They do stupid things up there, and the shit rains down, not on their comfortably renumerated heads, but on the real people who live in this country.

We didn't even vote for this government. And why, just because I live in this country, do they have the right to tell me what to do? I was born here during pretty good times. Most of my life the global economic and political climate has been pretty comfortable, and in any case, I was too young to know anything about such things. Anyway, now everything has gone to shit, because of politicians, bankers, and other such high-up, unaccountable, and down-right shady wankers, apparently the ones who try to keep their heads down and get on with it are the ones who are going to suffer.

I am allergic to 'ist's and 'ism's. Capitalism, Communism, Anarchists, Socialists, all of them pretty much just passed me by. I'm also allergic to people telling me what to do, what to think.

But, thinking about it, I must be partly to blame for how shit everything is. I sit back, and watch the world unravel, feeling pissed off but not really doing anything about it. There must be millions like me. The apathetic angry, disatisfied yet utterly disconnected from the idea of action. How on Earth could l'il ole me make any difference in the world?

Well, maybe if we all tried, even a tiny little bit, then we could start a revolution.