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New Day, New Year

Happy new year.
Was 2011 the starting course? Will this coming year be the main feast? I think it will. Change is so desperately needed in our society, deep and fundamental change. We can't go on limping along using the same tired platitudes and values as a sticking plaster. Things have got to be different.
Hopefully the Occupy Britain protests will evolve into something positive and bigger. I don't think muddy camps are going to be enough now. Hopefully we can take the scales from off people's eyes so they can see just how much they are getting shafted every day.
It's time we took the fight to the right wing. Is that divisive? Probably. But we've had months and years of the right wing and it's hopeless empty ad hom insults. That's their stock in trade; they have no argument any more. Everything they believe in has been shown to be a lie. Shown to serve only very narrow self interest.
I'm tired of being made to fight over the same pitiful few scraps thrown by the corpulent capitalist masters as they use the economy as their banquet table. These people, millionaires who've benefited from the best that society (and in many cases family or the old school tie) can offer, free education for instance, are telling us we are all in this together. Trying to make us feel good as we fight for those scraps. Meanwhile the media tells us we're scroungers for not fighting hard enough - as hard as others, for instance a wounded soldier; that we should aspire - but only enough to buy the latest toy or bauble. This is all wrong. It's unhealthy and it cannot continue.
I'm past the point of forgiveness now. I will never vote Libdem ever again. I believe they are the linchpins in this whole mess. But Clegg has sold his soul. It's been said a million times, but that makes it no less true. Yet even having enabled his former political opposites to gain the majority of the positions of political power, he is still seen as somewhat risible by his coalition partners. He must know they don't take him seriously, so where does that leave him. In a very lonely and pathetic position having mortgaged the country's future for his own gain. He can't possibly think they have a future beyond this coalition. Their turnout, despite the so called 'Cleggmania' of 2010, was just poor. It certainly won't be better in 2015.
We're almost half way through this parliament and what has changed (for the better anyway)? The world's economy is collapsing. We are still pursuing a militarist mindset - complete with dreadful propaganda (the military wives choir? Dear god!) such as Armed Forces Day (where kids can play on howitzers next to bouncy castles). How long till we invade Iran? What's the next US invasion we will hang on the coattails of? Meanwhile welfare is being slowly dismantled along with the NHS - in direct contradiction to what was promised during the election.
We've got to fight. I don't think there can be any equivocating. If we lose our welfare system then this country will be finished. This government seems hell bent on letting American policies in by the back door. American style healthcare, welfare (to work), and social justice. I don't want to end up like the US. We should be moving forward not backward. Time to consign capitalism to the dustbin of history.


  1. Let's hope not.

    If we're in the same position as now in a years time (providing of course the mayan prophecy hasn't killed us all!!!) then it'll be too late.

    And the olympic propaganda will be used full tilt from here on in: lazy 'scroungers' vs olympic 'heroes'. Ugh.


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