We here in the UK are in the midst of another crooks and liars competition, this time to have a new face as Prime Minister foisted upon us, babbling Boris or humble Hunt. No doubt the new Messiah will throw the old lot out and plant his side-kicks and backers in their places. So bloody what.
To save me ranting out something new here is a wee blast from the past, 27th October 2010, New Bums On Seats, New Faces At The Podium.
We all know that those who sit on the seat of government are in the pay of the corporate world, they call the shots, who gets invaded and when, where the tax payers money goes etc. So what’s next, new bums on seats, nicer smiles at the podium, while leaving the same corporate power in control? The system stinks from top to bottom, it is the system that should be criticised not the individuals that manage it, an Obama here a Blair there, so what, what changes. When the mass euphoria broke out at the election of Obama I reminded people of the same euphoria when Blair was elected which quickly turned to an effort to get him indicted. Over the years I have seen a multitude of smiling faces form governments and seen a library of election manifestos held aloft, but little changes, our standard of living goes up a little and goes down again, but we always struggle. We go to war on an alphabet of causes, we are always the just and the defenders of freedom, the other the evil enemy, the workers do the killing and get killed, the corporate world takes the bounty. It’s the system that needs to be destroyed, until that happens, we will struggle and we will go to war, we will kill ordinary people in the defence of those ordinary people and it will be the ordinary people that do the killing.Let's stop the babble and the pandering to the parasites that control and destroy our lives, Let's realise that we can make a better job of the world if we take control ourselves. Direct action, direct involvement, not delegation of our power to the millionaire parasite class that is going to screw you to the deck at every turn.
ENDLESS BABBLE.
The questions arise. Why war and hunger?Why does poverty continue to linger?Why such need in a world of wealth?Why put a price on a child’s health?Confused and angry the public standgazing in disbelief at this pathetic band.Those shiny politicians designed by spintheir street credibility paper thin,the great persuaders looking the moodstruggling so hard just for our good!Masters of the art of wheeling and dealingexceptional experts at legal stealing.Enter the Media, drowning us all in trivial text,everything you need knowof scandal and sport, crime and sex.Together they create a world of confusionall fashion and style, a vicious illusion.So no matter how often we point at need,we always drown in a sea of greed,no debate entered into, no answers found,the waffle the babble goes round and round.
