Some musings on politics

People write letters of all political opinions and their reasons for voting for their choice.

Soon will be the election people from all parties giving their promises, what they are going to give us minnows, us voters if they get in? Personally I have been trying to think who I would choose with my precious vote. My mind goes blank when I see what is on offer. It’s like going into a shop needing size six shoes and there isn’t any and the six-and-a-halves shoes are a different colour.

I look at the debt of our country — £1 trillion, I read! There are so many people in the House of Commons and the House of Lords on extortionate wages. Where have they been and what have they been doing to take the UK so far downhill?

Who do I choose?

I admire a few good people who I’d trust my life with. The Rt Hon Sir Peter Sapsell MP gave a wonderful speech anti the Iraq war; he’s a conservative and I’ve never been one. Dennis Skinner — a truthful, honest man, who didn’t vote for a war, said it was illegal to go and kill little Iraqi children, but so many Labour MPs did, so I’m so against Labour MPs who do that.

We lost 179 heroes who died for a lie. If only Peter Hitchens were a MP — what a human being, so clever and so truthful, a man you’d trust forever. He’s an old type Conservative. Noam Chomsky one of the greatest minds, I think in our world today. Imagine him leading us. teaching us the truth, non-political. Tony Benn, sadly he’s died, but if he’d been Prime Minister this country would have been richer than all the gold in Christendom. He was the truest socialist, he cared.

So many good men, journalists, war correspondents, who tell us the truth about the mistakes our leaders make. Donovan Webster told us the truth about Vietnam. Robert Fisk, he is a fine man, a good heart. I voted once for a man who I admired and thought was going to save the world. My vote, my precious vote, but he let me down and told the biggest lies and spent £29 billion on a war that has destroyed the lives of so many innocent people in the Middle East. To watch it now going on, the killing and the hate, is heart-breaking. What kind of man does that? If all the men I’ve listed and a few more good ones which I am sure exist, sat around a table and pooled their brains, how much happier we all would be.

But I know for sure I won’t be giving my precious vote to people who see the poor of my country being made to queue for food, and telling all the ones who have to scrap and scrape to make ends meet.

Come on, get your belts tightened, we need to reduce the debt we’ve caused by our numerous failed IT projects etc.

What do they know about being hungry and trying to survive? When are they going to tighten their belts?

It’s never going to happen, believe you me. Their promises are like pie crusts, soon broken.

Now my precious vote — perhaps I’ll frame it as an ancient asset. As the old saying goes and my old dad used to say: “If your vote made a difference you wouldn’t get one.”

Our employees, MPs rule — we bow.

So do I bin this? Too long to print?

It makes me feel better.

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