What's Nick Clegg got up his sleeve?
Do you finally get it? Have you finally realised what politicians are and who they represent, regardless of their party affiliation or professed ideological beliefs?
Time and time again you’ve trotted along like a dutiful sheep to make your hoof print on a ballot paper and on every occasion you’ve been betrayed.
Are you one of those people who agree it’s necessary to have a corporate dick rammed hard up your arse whilst your wrists are slashed and the last drop of blood is pumped, pumped, pumped from your body?
Tough times, eh? We’re all in together! Yeah, you at the front, him behind, pump, pump, pump!
How about you wake the fuck up already? Instead of agreeing with Nick, why don’t you connect your brain to your eyes and ears and take a smell of what’s been right under your nose all along?
How hard would that be? Seriously?
And when you’ve inhaled enough to make you sick (sick of your complacency as much as the filth that rules you) how about you stop endorsing thieving, lying scum every five years? Or is the very thought of it foreign?
You don’t need to have a detailed alternative to avoiding rats with the plague, do you? Just stay the fuck away from them! Everyone can figure that out!
So why is the very obvious suggestion of not voting for diseased vermin at election time always met with blank stares, derision or that outstandingly fucking stupid question, “So who do we vote for then?”
Anyway, ignore me, ignore everything, just tell me who you’re going to vote for next time. Will you be voting blue or red or just plain yellow?
