Corona bubbles under. We are living like a saucepan almost brimming with water, threatening to boil over and then burn the fucking house down somehow. The heat keeps pushing the bubbles to the surface. It's like one of those seaside amusements; the one with the layers of coins into which you'd drop another hoping to dislodge the accumulated coins within and claim them, victorious like! The one they based a quiz show on a few years back, in a defiant swipe at actual culture. I forget what it was called, I don't think I've watched any such thing since I thought Deal or No Deal was an exciting study of human nature. It wasn't, of course, it was just a festival of new age superstition and desperation.
Parliament reconvened apparently. We don't miss it when it's gone because of how useless it is, but we demand these shameless fuckers turn up nonetheless, and rightly so. This time Boris the Spider decided to have another shitfit, beginning with the words "Mr Speaker". It's like watching a child crying to the teacher. In fact that's exactly what it is. These Etonian filth have been conditioned to believe "Mr Speaker" is matron or sir, from their days in the private boarding twilight zone that I imagine Eton must be. A weird little continuum into which those deciding whether we live or die will be raised. Following, they are transplanted into Parliament whether they are further nannied like this.
It makes Keir Starmer look positively mature by comparison. It's just a shame that Keir Starmer is desperate to appease the government at every turn, with a career steeped in authoritarian conformity. As Public Prosecutor he enforced the status quo by prosecuting the Fortnum and Mason protesters but not the cop who killed - murdered - Ian Tomlinson. Nor the spycops that infiltrate the left and behave disgracefully. He's also a member of the free market anti democratic US hegemony enforcing Trilateral Commission. He's also done precisely fuck all to really oppose the government during the worst crisis in living memory during which time they have behaved disgracefully, shamelessly slathering corruption over themselves like a pig in shit.
This is as good as it gets folks. A leader so desperate to support a corrupt failed regime like a house about to collapse. The only rationale for doing this is to prevent systemic collapse. He's not the socialist of his youth, but another Labour capitalist. Labour is not the party for the radical, it's just the sane face of capitalism. Given how much of a blustering cretin Johnson is, lashing out like a scalded cat, it is not difficult to see how Starmer's measured performance creates the impression he is on our side. He's not because he's not opposed to capitalism.
Meanwhile I have yet to hear from Fedcap employment despite agreeing to work with them. Obviously the current situation will affect this process so I will have to wait and see, as ever.
Depressingly the local council has decided to cut down some long standing trees in the neighbourhood. I can only assume they have good reasons for this. The tree in question has been here longer than I have and has really shaped the area it's in. You only notice how much when it's too late. I really dislike things like this and I had no say in it either. I like areas of wild nature, hedges and such. It might not be much, but it's what nature should be: wild and free. Not manicured and kept by humans to appease some cheap aesthetic. Oh well
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