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When I was a younger person I used to enjoy watching politicians deflect and obfuscate. It used to amuse me.

Right now, for no apparent reason other than the assemblement of a few random neurons here and there, I'm suddenly sick of reading or hearing or watching some little article or TV program discussing the lack of interest in local or national politics. I'm sick of it because its fucking patently obvious why.

Why do I find myself, (when hearing  sombre toned  yeeees yeees yeees Paxman, or that other supercillious bumptious old fart Dimbleby ) responding in increasingly irritable tones of "Well perhaps you ought to stop asking us, and state the fuckin obvious for 10 seconds!"?

Well, allow me to tell you. What really does me in is the way they just ask the questions and then proceed to allow the politicians to say what they want without answering the bloody question! We might see a show of say 30 minutes, of so called, serious political debate, yet nothing ever comes of it. No one ever really ends the program protesting loudly at the farcicality of it all. No one, not ever. It's fuckin entertainment, why doesn't anyone question that?! It's not real political discussion about real issues affecting real communities, real people, real lives. It's more about giving opportunities to politcal careerists, intent on raising their profiles. Program ends, and that's the end of the topic. There is little, if any political continuity across any of the mainstream vehicles. The only medium that currently allows it, is the fuckin internet! Technorati, Digg, reddit et al.How long before they are sucked into some framework of compliance?

Am I so fucking naive to ask why it is that we can't, just for once, see or hear a reporter or presenter  saying to the likes of Blair or Brown or that toff Cameron, in response to the entirely reasonable question of  "Why do you think there's such a dirth of interest or lack of trust in politics and politicians these days?" After hearing them mouth back their respective mealy mouthed platitiudes of saying what they think the public wants to hear, wouldn't it be great, just once, to hear someone have the balls to say..."Well sir, I put it to you that the reasons for such attitudes is in the main are due to the fact that most people think that politicians, like yourself are all just a bunch of self serving, egotistical lying wankers anyway, what say you?" How refreshing would that be be? 

Tell you what, why not go one step further reporter. Go out, get off your fat arse and  conduct an exit poll. Ask people a simple question. Cut and dried, binary response type - Alpha or Omega, yay or fuckin nay.

Question: Do you think politicians are self serving lying bastards yes or no?

 A fair enough yes or no question. Surely.

What better way to frame the attack on the smug faced bastard before them?

"Sir, in a poll conducted by whoever, it was found that over 90% of respondants believed that you and people of your ilk are self serving lying bastards, what say you sir?".

Great TV if nothing else.

I just watched this guy on TV. I've nothing against him personally. He was from Northern Ireland, a politician. He was talking about how he wants to reinvigorate local communities, create jobs, make a better society -  usual style; know all -  I-really-know-better-than-you-lot -of-wankers-tone, parroting out tired old cliches around societal cohesion and hope, and all the usual set of empty phrases we hear them spout and parrot.

Well you know what? I didn't fuckin believe him either, uh uh, not one bit.

I found myself saying, oh no you fucking don't you red nosed so and so, you just want to continue your little jolly until retirement and keep doing your little deals, whilst getting your little backhanders and what not, don't tell me you really fucking care cos you don't, you sir, are a lying fucking bastard.

I could see it, fuck why couldn't the reporter? Where is that hard edged mythology we see in our films and hard hitting TV dramas? You know the type, Watergate style where they nailed that lying bastard Nixon? Ha! In reality, perhaps it just doesnt exist anymore!

Hehe - Its all academic I guess, just go read manufacturing consent, political economy and the mass media its a right eye opener and splains lots.

Anyhow, that politican I refered to. He'd defend himself to the last of course; he'd tell me in the most strongest terms possible that what I'm suggesting is absolutely outrageous, without foundation, entirely devoid of any sense of truth or reasonability whatsoever, how dare I suggest such a slant on his character etc etc but then..he would wouldn't he? That's how these people respond to such things. They can't exactly stand there and say well yeah, its a me me me world old boy and i'm just filling me boots! They play the game of perception and reality. Unless you actually catch them with their hands in the till, you'd just never know. The problem is compunded however, by a weak media who just dont bother looking hard enough, or are prevented from doing so by some Judge pontificating from on high.

Another part of the problem I think, is that It's all too comfortable for them, all too easy for them all to saunter along in some unrealistic world surrounded by fauning puppy sychophants telling them how wonderful they are, whilst furiously licking their arses in the hope of some little political job to come.

Then there's the tenure of the job itself. 4 years of jollying it up on a nice few quid every week all expenses paid.  Not to mention the structure of the parties and how it all falls into some back scratching mentality. It's all pretty obvious I guess, just look at the nature of the office itself;  designed to get them all to play along and keep mum. There are no real mechanisms to allow any sense of radicalism; in fact the opposite is true. The party whips keep everyone in line, threatening them with deselection or some mud raking if they step out of line. The minority who don't tow the line are ostracised as some quaint mad anomoly on the fringes and derided by the odd tablod artice or program.

Then there are the reporters. How do they get to where they get? How do they become senior correspondants? Hard work? Outstanding ability? Yes to both no doubt, but what else? Playing by the rules maybe? Obedience to the aims and objectives of their editors? Yes that too, wheres the room for hard edged truth reporting there then? Then there are the editors and their appointees. What of their political persuasions? Who pulls their strings I wonder - refer to Chomsky again, perhaps?

Am I so far off the plot here? Is my cynicism entriely without foundation? And if it isn't, then what are we to do about it? Where are the drivers for change?  Where is the upsurge of political activity from the masses, yes the masses, not some extreme little fringe ranting on street corners selling newspapers full of red square imagery and dead propoganda.Why even bother painting all manner of radical ideas that most people couldn't even begin to relate to in 10,000 years!? Doesn't it make you wonder why some respectable grouping of individuals haven't yet coalesced around an idea that reigned in the very things that contribute to this malaise of apathy that engulfs us all?

Can the blogosphere save us?  -Could the blogosphere be the form that helps build some alternative, create some grassroots movements via things like tags and labels and what not?

Only this morning I randomly encountered someone talking about fingerprinting, she is very much like most us who talk about these things, politically alive and astute, thinking, feeling much of what most of us do; yet  people like her are no new phenomenum either, they've been around for years - most who get active; at least in the mainstream, find themsleves pulled into the qaugmire of existing party political structures and are then lost, lost to the wheels of the machine.

Or is that really so? See,  I'm just summising here, throwing out a few contentious points for discussion. In my everyday life, the only evidence I see of anything remotely politically active is that which is organised by mainstream parties at election times, or far left/right extremes - I see very little evidence of any others, seriously. Everything that is radical is reflected back and set against a backdrop of anarchy and confusion. How could anyone wish to want to be a part of that? Where is a peacable workable alternative? Or am I just so incredibly fucking idealistically naive?

When I first started rapping this out on the keyboard here my gut feeling was that politicians and those who enable their lifestyle and way of doing business were akin to parasites, participating in a game of hoodwink designed to just pull us along on the ragtails of their tv stations and newspapers. I ventured to ask how many of them beyond their weasly self effacing words actually gave a damn for the communities they purported to represent. Where was the action, where is the political activism beyond the confines of a safe set of party parameters in which they operate.High salaries, expensive perks, junkets and jollies for the boys and girls; all acting as dissuaders from any real drive and commitment to make any difference. Parliament, the house of the people, full of people elected on minorities of little if any political mandate worth mentioning.Granduer and media inflated prominence, minor celebrity, point scoring, acting at the behest of other countries yet trying to convince us all otherwise. Them and their media, spoon feeding us with that all too familiar daily dose of like it or lump it.

My gut feeling remains unchanged.

How would you tag a movement for political change, would you bother even?

Well according to this thing I am.

Friends, jesus, in the real world I can count them on my hands and feet, ones I truly value that is. Everyone else is just an aquaintance on some scale somewhere. Every once in a while someone will come along and touch me and find a way into this chest cavity of mine and resonate in some way, but fuck that's a rarity.

The friend word - sure, maybe I need to lighten up a little Ive got a shit bag cold see and am feeling a little ranty. But seriously, dontcha think that the friend word is bounded about with too much regularity?

The lady in the supermarket queue said hello to me today - Fuck a new friend.

What about that person who waved his fist at me on the M25? Another new friend

Oooh lets not forget of course the shop assistant at Sainsburys who wished me a nice evening - Another new friend.

Talking of sainsburys and all that corporate have a nice day sir bollocks. Would sir like a hand with his packing? um...Im 30 fuckin 8 for fucks sake, not 100 and 24, do I look that fuckin infirm?

See, I bet all those staff who work them tills, fuckin hate saying that, how many times do they have to say that each day i wonder, and how many times do they either a. have to listen to some muggy wag like me come back with some tired old witticism. or b. Actually have to suffer some lazy bastard say, yeah can you call someone to pack it for me...Not often I'd imagine.

See this is one of my little pet hates. Management gets a little idea then rolls it out across the country effectively homogenising huge swathes of society, forcing people who don't really want to ask stupid fuckin questions like 'Have you got a nectar card' 'Do you want any cash back' 'Have you got a parking ticket' Um...if i wanted any of that stuff I'd fucking tell them now wouldn't I? Ok so yeah, the parking ticket validation one perhaps, but the others? Nah, ever heard of personal responsability? Besides that nectar bollocks, they only want you to use it so they can track you and know every little bit about you so that they can devise more methods for suckering an extra pound note or two out of you.

Maybe I should just get a card and hold it up in front of them that says No No and Fucking No and watch them stare back at me blankly whilst discreetly reaching for the supervisor panic button.

Shitty jobs, we've all had them. When you go to the supermarket today, think about those poor little fuckers who have to man those tills and ask you stupid dumb questions that you hear all the time, just be nice to them, its not their fault.

(Ok so they dont HAVE to do these jobs but some feel that they HAVE to and if you felt that you HAD to do a job that you didnt want to do then maybe you could perhaps begin to at least empathise on some minor microscopic speciel level)

Ive got a fucking cold. I hate fucking colds, they piss me off big time. Sniffle , waaah, blech. My head feels like its munged up with a load of swarfega. Hacking and spluttering and sneezing like some TB infested leper from South Af Fuckin Ghanistan.

What is the point of them I wonder, no seriously, what the fuck do colds do in the grand scheme of things. What is their fucking purpose??

I had a conversation with someone once who suggested that it was Gods way of creating a few jobs. It creates a bit of overtime for the bloke who has to fill in for you when you are laying in bed dying of man flu. It creates a little, well no cancel that, A LOT of profit for the multi pharmo sooticalls thus enabling other more useful life saving drugs to produced more cheaply. It also powers the tissue industry, helps you in your relationships too ( extra sysmpathy from your loved ones for example). Colds also enable you to slow down, take time out from an otherwise frentic existence full of rush fucking rush.

Know what I said? I said bollocks, nope not having none of it. I don't believe a word of Im not convinced. I mumpled on saying what kind of God would do all that? Surely the time and efforts involved could be spend more productively, and then what of all the pain and discomforture and groaning and grumbling? What about all that negative shit that stems forth. Oh darling, Im dyyyyying, get me a cup of tea please..what about when she says, cobblers get up and get it yourself you lazy good for nothing feel sorry for yourselfagain...

Doesn't help.

Ok, he might have had a point on some of the stuff. I hear some of the arguments, but fuck, it stil doesnt really make that much sense, not to me at least. I just want to see the germ fuckin zapped, cos every year at some point it comes and visits me and fucks with my biosphere.

Oi, cold germ, fuck off!