A week in politics
By Elizabeth Swan on
Whenever I feel the urge to write about politics, I pause, think about my business, and then I write it anyway.
What is happening at the moment? We currently have a safeguarding minister, Jess Phillips who thinks that consenting women are being raped just because money is exchanging hands, but at the same time doesn’t believe that the rape of thousands of working class children over decades warrants a full investigation.
Meanwhile our anti corruption minister has an aunty who was exiled from Bangladesh for being a dictator and she can’t remember how she came by her 700 thousand pound flat in London. Because, you know, we all forget how we come by our houses. Did I buy it, was it a gift or did I grow it with some magic beans?
I couldn’t vote in the last election because I don’t believe the Labour party are representative in any way of the working class. Oh yes, some of them claim to be working class, Starmer’s dad made tools don’t you know, or was that tool singular?
I drew a huge cock on my ballot sheet and gave a reason next to every candidate of why I couldn’t vote for any of them. I was in there so long that my friend had to lead me away by the elbow.
And Farage. Did you not see how it was going to play out? Slagging off Tommy Robinson the day after you announced Musk was going to give you lots of money. You know Musk, billionaire and a great friend of Trump.
The Tories were in power for over a decade, plenty of time for the Labour party to come up with some new policies. Their first one. Make poor pensioners poorer. Well that’ll get them for the Brexit vote. Not realising of course that if you kill off grandparents their grandkids might be a bit miffed come the next election.
Next up. Increase bus travel fares by 50%. Anyone else been on a bus with the other knackered carers, factory workers, cleaners etc? I have. I’ve been one of them. I doubt any of the Labour party have. They have no idea what an extra quid per journey means to our pockets.
Then they fucked up the housing market so landlords left in their droves. On paper that might look like a good thing. More houses to buy. But then rent goes higher and higher and those tenants who wanted to buy will find it harder to save a deposit.
But they are building. Everywhere you can see the same doll house with a tiny garden next to another house that looks exactly the same. Maybe you want to be crammed into a tiny house that is devoid of personality. You just can’t get to it now because of gridlocked roads and stationary cars that have been taken out by potholes.
What an utter clusterfuck.
Elizabeth Swan