I don’t understand…
I don’t understand why the vast majority of people haven’t sussed yet that Brexit will be an unmitigated disaster.
I don’t understand why most people don’t understand that the Tories now stand for the same as UKIP, and that you shouldn’t vote for the former if you wouldn’t have considered voting for the latter.
I don’t understand why so many people in Scotland don’t realise that Scottish Labour don’t agree with Corbyn, and that voting for them to get his policies will backfire, because you’ll get a Tory instead of somebody from the SNP (who actually would have voted with Corbyn on many things).
I don’t understand why people are interested in what the manifestos say about spending money on this or that, given that Brexit means there won’t be money for anything.
I don’t understand why people aren’t up in arms about Theresa May’s desire to turn the UK into a totalitarian state without human rights or civil liberties.
I don’t understand why people aren’t noticing that the Tories are aligning the UK with Turkey, Saudi Arabia, Russia and the US Alt Right, and that an opposing liberal block consisting of the EU, Canada and other countries is being formed. Surely Scotland belongs in the liberal block, not in the totalitarian one.
I don’t understand why 90% of people in Scotland aren’t demanding a new independence referendum now to escape this madhouse, why they aren’t all voting SNP to get a get-out-jail-free card.
I don’t understand why people don’t get that time is running out.
I despair.
I had hope in the weeks following the EUref vote that people would realise. I hoped that this would be the straw that broke the BBC’s back, that they would finally realise that failing to scrutinise – REALLY scrutinise – the jokers who’ve taken control would result in disaster. I hoped that Scottish Labour and the Scottish Lib Dems would realise that there *is* no rescuing the UK, and at least drop their opposition to a referendum, if not their outright opposition to independence itself.
Alas, a few weeks later, their desperation for a return to normal politics deluded them into going back to the same old tropes. As the bomb under the table ticks away, they’re arguing about splitting the bill, while the waiter insists to guests that the bomb he was warning everyone about before isn’t there at all.
The SNP are the only hope I have, for they – not the UK Government, not the civil service, not the media – were calm, assured, and collected. They knew exactly what their next plan was, and they put it into motion, while the establishment were reeling from this attack by the extremists taking over the right.
I’m glad the Tories ran a “No to Indyref2 campaign.” That makes it easier for us to point to exactly which party wanted to lock Scotland into the chaos on the horizon, and refuse them a way out from the nightmare. I can only sigh that Labour and the Lib Dems fell in line: they flee’ wi’ th’ craws, just like the first referendum.
Time is running out. But enough of us know the clock is ticking. Our job is to get everyone else to hear it.
Everyone’s character sits on a bell curve that ranges from saintly to psychopath. Most folk are essentially decent really. However most can be influenced to slide one way or the other depending on the situation they find themselves in. People under an incompetent, corrupt or abusive boss will begin to demonstrate these traits, victimise weaker colleagues and underperform. The same people under a reliable and decent boss will soon begin to operate at a level higher than most would have believed possible.
Now apply this to the nation, our politicians, business leaders, media starlets taking the role of the boss.
The endless austerity is to the country like a hill around which the flood waters rise sweeping away those too weak to climb higher. We mostly don’t focus on those above us and instead kick viciously at those below. Higher up, surrounded by walls and gates life goes on pretty much the same. The folk up there even control the dam that caused the water to rise!
Perhaps instinctively we know the game is up for the UK, but instead of rebuilding a more egalitarian and productive society, the majority toiling under a vindictive, sociopathic ruling class naturally also swing in that direction.
Merry Christmas, Tiny Tim, maybe the sun won’t rise tomorrow.