It's December and the UK is running head-long into the silly season with little regard to the financial river of shit we're currently swimming in. Yes, people are moaning at the restrictions on the amount of presents they can afford but they still run up huge bills on their credit cards that they can ill-afford to do. Those of us on benefits are waiting for the dreaded letter telling us that we aren't entitled to the small amount of money we recieve and that we will be getting less money or, in some cases, cut off without a sodding penny.
But then there's the bankers who are a big part of the reason we're in this mess. They sit in their ivory towers along with the politicians who are the other partners in this country's misfortune. All together, they sit there taking from the poor and giving to the rich like a contrary Robin Hood whilst they walk through the devastation they have and are still causing without a care in the world, untouched by the pain that they always say we are having to bear as a nation because "we're all in this together".
The platitudes that spout from the mouths of the politicians provide little succour to the people who, this winter, will have to make the terrible and impossible choice between feeding themselves and warming themselves. Will Cameron and his ConDem cronies be making such a choice? Of course not, because they are overpaid parasites feeding off the misery and suffering of the people they say they represent.
I would make this an open letter to all politicians and send it out to every newspaper in the country but they wouldn't listen so that leaves me with only one thing to say - what's the fucking use?
Unitl next time...
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