Wednesday, 26 March 2014



More than ten years ago when I first started banging on about the not voting thing, virtually everyone thought I was bonkers.

Now, I'm in great company. Not only are millions of 'ordinary' people realising that we can't change the system unless we first smash the system, but people like Russell Brand are articulating perfectly what I've believed for ten years. Hell's teeth, even Jeremy Paxman has said he totally understands Brand's stance on not voting.

Sadly, there are people out there who just don't get it. They blabber on about voting being our democratic right and something that people fought in wars for, blah, blah, blah. Actually if they opened their eyes just a little, they'd see this "democracy" is a complete sham. Smoke and mirrors. Throwing a few crumbs to keep us plebs happy.

Well, I'm not happy. I'm absolutely seething.

Here's why.

* I don't want to live in a society where the weak, the vulnerable, the sick and the disadvantaged are picked on and picked off one by one. That is precisely what we have seen the Tories and their LibDem bitches do since they came to power. The sick. The disabled. Those with too many bedrooms. The long-term unemployed. All have been in the cross hairs of the nasty party and ace marksman Iain Duncan-Smith.

* I don't want to live in a country where young people are told they have to work in crap dead end jobs or they'll lose their few quid job seekers allowance. Or where bright young people work for three years at university to get a degree and then find they are £50,000 in debt and the only jobs available are part time supermarket positions. Or where people graft in Poundland for free to give them work experience. Imagine that: working in a shop where everything is worth a pound except you.

* I don't want to live in a country where obnoxious footballers are paid more in a week than a neuro surgeon or a heart consultant will earn in a year. We have nurses run ragged on £25,000 a year or less but Wayne Rooney and his mates are earning a million quid a month. From a moral, ethical and compassionate point of view there is simply no justification for this nonsense.

* I don't want to live in a country where corporations and wealthy individuals are allowed to find loopholes in tax laws to avoid billions in tax every year. Tax that would mean those poor bastards who are being made to suffer could actually have decent lives.

I could go on . . .

Quite frankly our values and principles are up shit creek. Integrity is now so rare that it comes as a shock when you see it. Same with honesty. No bugger tells the truth any more. Politicians lie, bankers lie, the police lie. These people lie to each other, they lie to themselves. They lie to us.

And you know who is to blame for this state of affairs? The politicians that I keep getting told I should vote for. Yes, those bastards in government that most people DIDN'T vote for. They are supposed to be in charge. They make the laws, they steer the ship.

Well, during my lifetime these politicians of all parties have managed to steer the ship into a sea of festering, slimy, disgusting sewage.  We are in it up to our necks. It stinks and politicians caused it.

They are liars. They are incompetent. They are greedy. They are in it for themselves and they don't give a damn about you or me. So why the hell would I want to vote for them?

Here's one of my favourite jokes. Kinda sums the whole thing up.

Why did Nick Clegg cross the road? Because he said he wouldn't.

See what I did there. Yes, old Cleggy, the lying bastard who spouted that bullshit about tuition fees, but once he got a sniff of power with his Tory chums he decided that lying to the electorate was preferable to missing out on furthering his own career. Integrity? This power-mad opportunist couldn't even spell the word.

Then there's Cameron, the multi-millionaire prime minister and leader of the Nasty (pronounced Nazi) party. How do you know when he's lying? Yeah, his lips move. He's wealthy, comes from a privileged background and couldn't be trusted as far as you could throw him. He gets my very highest political accolade - the C word.

Then there's Mr Bean and his Labour Party. Milliband is also a millionaire, so are many of his party colleagues. Labour my arse. Tory Lite. Labour/Tory, two cheeks of the same arse. Pepsi or Coke. Sweet, sickly crap that will eventually make you vomit.

Only recently, Milliband, the political imposter, was talking about the living wage. Mr Bean reckons more employers should pay the living wage instead of the minimum wage. Well, if he believes that, why not make a pledge to introduce that living wage as a minimum wage by law at the next election? He won't. The reason he won't is that he's just as much a lying bastard as Clegg and Cameron. Also, the wealthy elite who REALLY run things wouldn't let him.

So, that's politicians for you. Go on, tell me I've got it wrong. You can't. You agree with me.

They are all lying toe rags.  They have no integrity, no moral compass, no scruples, no honour and none of them give a toss about me, you, our children or our grandchildren.

And those people who urge me to take that walk into the polling booth, those worthy, idealistic standard bearers for this democratic illusion want me to vote for these bastards? Yeah, right.


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