Ours is a country governed by bastards; elitist millionaires who are not only out-of-touch with Everyday Folk, but who don’t want to be in touch with them at all - because by being out-of-touch, and intentionally-divorced from reality, it is easier for them to believe their own lies.
Ours is a country governed by bastards who are born into wealth and status, raised within the cotton-wrapped bubble of safe-distance from Everyday Folk, who believe that their wealth and their status alone give them the right to govern.
Ours is a country governed by bastards who wallow and relish in their status and wealth, and who sneer and gloat at those without it. Who initiate themselves into elitist secret clubs by openly mocking the poor, and there is nothing admirable in people who believe that they have a right by accident of birth to govern the very people they despise and mock.
Ours is a country governed by bastards who demonise the vulnerable, and the powerless, and the people who, without wealth and status, have no means to counteract the unfairness and defend themselves, and they rely upon the lies that perpetuate the demonisation in order to distract everybody from the vile manner in which they conduct themselves.
Ours is a country governed by bastards who’d have you believe that the jobless are a bigger burden to society than is really the case, because the truth is not only that a capitalist society - by definition - absolutely must have poor people in it in order to permit the unbalanced wealth from which the wealthy benefit, but that the wealthy are benefiting more from their unethical conduct than anyone else does from theirs. Even benefit-fraud costs less to society than the unpaid taxes of our wealthy elite. But when those who are already disproportionately wealthy, compared to those on low-incomes or benefits, scam the system of tax-payer-funded expenses, then their unjustifiable greed has literally no scope for forgiveness. A poor man who steals has broken the rules, but he arguably has a forgiveable reason for doing so. A wealthy man who steals is just a foul and greedy cunt.
Ours is a country governed by bastards who may be concealing information about suspected paedophiles and child-murderers.
Ours is a country governed by bastards who apportion power to local councils, stuffed full of aspiring fascists and power-mad bureaucrats - all crawling mindlessly over their little nests of over-hyped authority like miniature clockwork-dictators, quoting rule-books with a hollow and empty pretence of humanity which only thinly veils the true lack of human emotion within, which seems to be a contractually standard obligation between the hours of nine-to-five.
They are the nappy-wearing toddlers of leadership vying for attention, bullying Everyday Folk into despair and strangling the pleasure from our lives with their miserably endless supply of red-tape. They are the left-hand-don’t-give-a-shit-about-the-right-hand cunts. They are the what-the-fuck-is-common-sense-anyway cunts; the bane of existence for people who are just trying to live a decent, ordinary life.
They are the little birds who pick clean the alligator’s teeth. They are an army of Grima Wormtongues, cloned from a factory in some grey and featureless brick building, marching out through gates beneath overcast skies, barking out their pre-programmed proclamations: “You can’t do that! You can’t do that!”
They are the protective arm of business when business fucks the little man, quoting whatever rule some brown-nose bookworm with three-day old coffee-breath has dug up from a cobwebby dungeon in support of their moron inconsistency.
And I hate them all.