Wednesday Kipple.


This is the growing sentiment in the UK and has, to an extent, overtaken Brexit vs Remain. People have had politicians up to the back teeth. The concept of your MP being your representative is at present in the UK a sick joke and with loads of justification. The people voted to leave, there is a staunchly Remain parliament who is thumbing its nose at the voters and the voters don’t like it one little bit.

If the Government was allowed to go to the country now, they would romp in. Boris is playing a very good hand here; the Supreme Court (not elected by you, the voter) got their judgement wrong but I will respect it (‘cos I’m a law-abiding PM), Tory MPs who will not support your vote to leave have been booted out of the party. Parliament is not allowing an election because it knows it would be decimated in its current makeup and a grouping that would be committed to doing the will of the people would be returned. Just think about that for a moment – it’s as bonkers as it is wrong as it is scary.

Older Shot.

The Beginnings

“Mary Postgate”– A Diversity of Creatures

It was not part of their blood,
It came to them very late
With long arrears to make good,
When the English began to hate.

They were not easily moved,
They were icy-willing to wait
Till every count should be proved,
Ere the English began to hate.

Their voices were even and low,
Their eyes were level and straight.
There was neither sign nor show,
When the English began to hate.

It was not preached to the crowd,
It was not taught by the State.
No man spoke it aloud,
When the English began to hate.

It was not suddenly bred,
It will not swiftly abate,
Through the chill years ahead,
When Time shall count from the date
That the English began to hate.

Rudyard Kipling