All my adult life I have spouted against the party political system we call representative democracy. I have always seen The Westminster Houses of Hypocrisy and Corruption as nothing more than a posh boys club, but a club with tremendous power over our lives. It has always reeked of pomposity, arrogance, and expected privileges, a bubble divorced from the reality of ordinary people's lives. However, I never in my life thought that the occupants would make this so obvious that even supporters of the system are showing disgust at the arrogant shenanigans that take place behind those closed doors of power and privilege. Never did I think that the occupants of the seat of power would blow their cover in a display of complete indifference to the struggles and suffering of the people of this country and booze a path to their own oblivion.
Surely, this latest display from the cesspool that governs our lives, will convince people that we, ourselves, can do a better job of running our lives than this over privileged, pompous, arrogant bunch of posh ignoramuses. They have for centuries entered the Westminster Houses of Hypocrisy and Corruption and feathered their own nests, usually done in a sly underhand manner, but now drunk on their privileged position they openly laugh in the face of the suffering public.
