Disgust

Prologue
There is nothing amusing about this place. What happens here, at the centre, is too ugly and serious for that.
Even the people who smile are probably just thinking about robbing a child or cutting a puppy’s throat, just to see what it sounds like.

Complete degeneration
As if there was any doubt, it’s now clear only grim realities are left. There is no reason for optimism. There are no grounds for faith.

Man does not have a better nature and he does not have a conscience.

Proof enough came from the Prime Minster today. He made it clear that even the lowest expectations are too high for him. Think he’s gone low, well, fuck, he’s the Prime Minster – a talented man – and he can go lower if he wants. He makes the laws, after all.

Noon. Tony Blair at the dispatch box for PMQs, surrounded by the empty-headed fools so few people actually bother to vote for. They sit, wasting time, grunting.
Most of the questions were stupid, which is only to be expected. But there was one clear and true ray of light.

Blair was asked why he didn´t bother to tell the public that our intelligence services had said Iraq posed no nuclear threat to the country.
He was asked why he said we were 45 minutes from chemical doom but did not bother to not tell us all that his experts had warned him terrorism would INCREASE if the invasion of Iraq went ahead.

The question came from Charles Kennedy, leader of the Liberal Democrats. Doubtless a man with faults at the head of a faulty party. Regardless, that’s not the issue here. The thing that matters is the Prime Minister’s answer.
This man we are supposed to trust and respect. This man who commands legions. This man with his finger on the button.

Blair´s answer was to say that foreign policy would be terrible if the Lib Dems were ever elected. Really, that’s what he said. I know because I saw it once and then I watched it again, in dumb horror, on the news. It was on the TV.

It’s hard to believe he had the guts to give such an idiots response to a serious question in public. It was the dirtiest kind of infectious filth.

The Prime Minister took us into a war that has left at least 8,000 people dead, by pretending our country faced an immediate, massive risk, when in fact he KNEW going to war would increase the chances we would be brutally killed or maimed in our own country.

None of this is good enough. He´s the Prime Minister, for fuck´s sake - people are dying for fuck´s sake, hundred of bodies rotting in the heat - and he comes out with that kind of shit. There was no more comeback. PMQs is an absurd theatre and has nothing to do with questioning the head of government or holding him to account. It’s just a game.

EPILOGUE
Even a revolution wouldn’t bring an end to this misery. It’s cockroaches that survive the nuclear attack. Just another reason to give up.