As I said yesterday, I
almost gave up, at least in terms of this blog. What is the point of
saying anything; you just get verbal vomit back except in a few
cases. Coming off the train today, a man stood in the cattle gate the
train company uses to check tickets and stood there. After a while he
looked for his ticket and put it in the wrong orifice – how does
the human race manage to procreate? - and then trotted on, part of
the herd again. It occurs to me that dairy cattle are better at using
human-designed gates than humans.
A large minority of the
larger herd known as the electorate voted at the last General
Election for the Conservatives, the party of the moneyed, the liars
and the obscene. They did so on the basis of prejudice, apparently
believing the nasty promises they were told.
The promises have only
been partially kept, thank the vacuum, but the result has been what
any rational thinker would expect. The electorate of course chooses
to believe in their religious way and it is now, in its multicellular
sludge of a consciousness, become dissatisfied; and, in protest, is
voted for UKIP. I recall – I often do – Joyce's Stephen Daedalus
responding to the proposal that he become a Protestant: I said I had
lost my faith, niot myself-respect.
It is a measure of the
stupidity which has given the Conservatives power in our travesty of
the idea of democracy that UKIP is now in the ascendant.
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