In response to Jamila Maxwell: Parliamentary situations vacant,
Excellent summary, that’s it in a nutshell.
MPs are a joke, just not a funny one. I’m sick to death of the lot of them.
So bloody depressed at the moment watching the Brexit debacle go on, just as I always knew it would, with we the voters getting stitched up by those arrogant, self-interested twerps in Westminster. It’s all about ‘Party’ with the majority of them, save the ‘Party’, Party before country, and always save your own worthless skin (even to the detriment of both Party and country) before all else. There’s barely a decent human being among them, and yet there they are lording it over us all, safe in the knowledge that next general election people will vote them back in because of some lunatic loyalty to whichever ‘Party’ they represent.
I’ve been ready for the fightback against the Brexit betrayal pretty much since a majority of us had the temerity to vote leave. I thought Brexiteers would get out in their droves at local elections, or whenever we get another GE, and vote for anyone other than mainstream parties, but all you hear from most leavers is that they’ll never vote again. Oh great, that’s really going to show them. I bet they’ll be sobbing into their subsidised beverages, lamenting their increased salaries, and squirming on those leather benches. Of course they won’t.
They don’t care whether they’re elected by 30 per cent or 10 per cent of the electorate just as long as they get more votes than the other chap from the other Party. The only way to send them a message is at the ballot box. As I’ve said before on ConWom, the only power we have is to deny them power.
I’m not working at the moment . . . perhaps I could apply for the job of Prime Minister?
Audre Myers replied:
Sorry, Girl – you’re over qualified!