Wednesday 26 August 2020

Last Days of Summer 3: Watching It All Disappear

 What are we to make of this messed up world? What do we think when people with power gaslight and betray us? Will things ever change?

In the fullness of time things must. Technology and science will force the issue, sooner or later. Whether it be better means of production or Star Trek replicators. A decade or a thousand years. Somehwere, in the infinite cosmos of space and time, some one is reading about this period. We are nothing if not a footnote in history and we will live on longer in memory than in fact.

It's just unfortunate that our world is governed by the capricious and the cruel. Shortsighted temporal figures beholden to minuscule ideologies. Imagine whining on twitter that you can't sing a song along with a TV broadcast, but ignoring the government's dreadful handling of a global crisis.

Surely somewhere there is some spark of revolution. Sooner or later something must give. A linchpin removed that will topple this house of cards. They cannot keep throwing money at the system, greasing it with ever increasing friction. Kicking the can down the road while lecturing us on personal responsibility. We must have austerity as a punishment for their ideological opponents, when all that achieves is further misery. We are in greater debt now than we were.

Simply put, we are governed by some of the most ignorant and wilfully stupid people I've ever encountered. All beholden to their destructive ideology. This country is preparing to commit suicide. Or perhaps that should be genocide since the decision is being taken without our consent. 

In a few months the reality of Brexit will betray the intentions of those who honestly, dismally, though they were sticking two fingers up to power. I fully support the intention, but Brexit was always a pro Tory position. Unfortunately the working class were screwed either way since Capital backs remain. The only option is to reject the entire shit show and refuse to participate. 

That would have been a sight. What would the Tories have made of that, given they have been so historically divided over it. We don't accept your rotten proposition and your deceit. We want money for the NHS to come from taxation, we won't be cowed by false promises that let your austerity and privatisation off the hook. 

But we were. Now we're fixing to pay a terrible price. We will accept whatever crappy deal the US offers. They have already announced they will fleece us. They are protectionist, we are desperate, myopic and corrupt. They are digging their own graves and I cannot wait.

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