The end is coming, the end has been... The end is nigh... It's fucking obscene...
Forgive me for my laxness tonight - as I write this, I am overwhelmed with paranoia and dismay over the UK government. The best analogy I can divulge is thus:
Imagine your dick is being sucked. It's the best blow job that you can have (for this moment). You're gaining momentum all the time, then all of a sudden, a great big fat whopper of a schlong gets thrown in your face, and your waaaay off the feeling. In turn, you have to watch as the cheap living room hooker you invited to suck you off turns into the worst hooker of all time. They turn into a middle aged, rich person. Roles are reversed. They don't care for your satisfaction, dignity or self welfare. They care about making sure you feel like shit just so as they achieve their self-gratification. This is how it feels to be a UK citizen.
I'm not saying that everything is wrong - far from it.
We've had the obvious Easter break here in the UK via the dole office, and I have been looking for no work at all in the last 3 weeks.
Why? Because there is absolutely FUCK ALL out there to be concerned about in any way shape or form whatsoever. Since losing my job in September last year, I have had 2 interviews. Both seem content in the generalised knowledge that I'll piss off from the job the minute I get a better offer wage wise, as I have been earning far above minimum wage. This suggestion of far above minimum wage is a joke. Approximately £3k over... Which, I'm pretty sure, my GCSE Grade C Maths shows is far from the socially recognised 20k or so average wage of the UK.
The bosses unzip....
But I'm not taking their lengthy bait...
I'll say what I like once I get into interviews. There's nothing to lose. I come from a decently educated, yet impoverished background (some would say middle class, but I beg to differ). I seek further education by my own means, not being impoverished; I look things up, cross reference them. I read classic literature, I listen to all sorts of music, yet I watch common trash TV... Why must I be denied a minimum wage just because I'm different? The UK in general annoys me of late.
My girlfriend looked up a mortgage the other week - £58k is the best she can have. She has half of that in savings from ten years. That's a joke. Add in myself, a bankrupt, unemployed dole dosser (TM) and you may as well not bother. The economics in this country are dire. But we are supposed to be in this together, according to Cameron.
Cameron can suck on my dick and bite down at the point of climax, as I'm no more in this with him than he is with me at this present moment. A poxy £3.50 extra a week via my benefits is nowhere near enough to live on; and his government and my local council believing the person who lives in the same house as me is technically my father may as well pull my trousers down whilst I ask how long they'll be, as they have me over a fucking legal barrel. Whatever happened to honour and decency?
Oh yeah, it went last year, along with London, whilst it was burning to the ground.
Ho Hum... Olympics this year... Phase two may as well go ahead...
