For all you folks in the UK who go to the polls tomorrow,
good on yer for exercising your right and your duty to vote. I understand
perfectly that it’s an exercise in trying to send the least offensive,
brain-dead and corrupt opportunists to Parliament, and that many of you are
basically closing your eyes and hoping for the best.
I also have no doubt that were someone to somehow get on
the ballot under the name “None of the Above”, s/he would win by a landslide.
Thus has democracy evolved.
However, I do not want to hear a single word—not Peep One—about how painful it’s been
for the last six weeks, having to listen to/watch the candidates prancing about
the country promising you the moon and slagging off on their opponents. You get
six weeks of it; we’re already seeing that for the presidential elections that
don’t take place until November of next
year. Every six hours we get another bozo declaring his/her candidacy, and
it’s only going to get worse as time (but not politics) progresses.
You are—if you’ll forgive my tartness—complete pikers in
this regard. So vote your heart, vote your party loyalty, vote your disgust,
vote your hope. It’ll all be over by Friday.
And best of British luck on whatever you end up with.
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