British Election

British election Three men in suit on a podium, they have no shame, all three want to rule Britain and they tell lies and promise things they cannot keep. Since we are Serfs at heart we vote for the most aristocratic one forgetting when the loaf is cut, they keep the slices we get the crumbs. All three men agree about the war In Afghanistan and it most continue to win the peace and they extol the brave soldiers who in the end die from an unwinnable war. I should have been sorry for the soldiers they are mostly un educated working class, and like the idea of fighting the Taliban. Should they die which they do too often. There is a great funeral no one does a military send off like the Brits. To end this war we have to talk to the Taliban, and when we do the suffering of mums and the deaths of young men have come to nothing. Three well tailored men on a podium, sing from the same music sheet, produced by newspapers and everything will be as before in a country where people are made to feel ashamed of being working class, being told of dependency culture and working hard when there is no work, and be told how lazy they are.