Multi-tasking, Mis-employed, Or Interfering?

 Twenty years ago, life seemed fairly normal.

Twenty-first century Britain Euro Regions 1-9 is are a little confusing. No-one seems to just do the job they are paid to do anymore. I have questions. Many questions. Regular readers know that I am a half-wit so I am asking some of you full-wits to help me out.

When did doctors become politicians? Why are they all concerning themselves with the running of the country when they are trained to diagnose faults and repair the human body? When, for that matter, did politicians become doctors? What business is it of theirs what I do, with whom, and how often? They were elected to serve the needs of their local constituents and to work with others of their ilk to construct and pass sensible legislation. Unless they are directly involved with health or the NHS I could care less what they think about my smoking, my drinking, my eating, and my sexual habits.

When did the judiciary turn into a business? When did they change from dispensing justice to collecting revenue for the Chancellor? When did it become a crime to defend your own home from chavvy marauders? When, exactly, did it become unfashionable to be a white man? When were scientists permitted to prostitute themselves for the "right" results? Really, what happened there? The answer is as simple as it always was. Money. There is no money in telling the truth. Experiments don't have to be reproduced, and we find, often, that the "debate is over". I wasn't taught that at school. I was taught that the debate is never over. Not as long as some doubt existed. Einstein once said (and I am paraphrasing here) "It doesn't matter if 99 scientists agree with me. If just one disagrees we go back and start over".

Perhaps we should treat these questions as rhetorical. It is what it is. I have been searching diligently for any vestige of the Britain that once was and I have to tell you, my country is unrecognisable. Trial by jury is on its way out. "They" say it's down to money, but those of us who have followed the shameful, criminal handover of our country to the unelected EU commission know better. This has nothing to do with money. These clowns have a Ph.D in money-wasting so it has to be for a different, darker reason. The Lisbon Treaty was clear: one law. Our ancient laws are to be phased out. The accused in this particular case should be grateful they are even getting to sit in a court room. The plan is to do it all by video soon. In the not too distant future, judges can take a "duvet day" and still continue a murder trial from their bedrooms. How lucky are we?

It will all get worse, of course. It always does. I don't "do" pessimism, because I would rather dwell on the positive. I am just having a hard time finding any positivity in our current, enforced direction.

Is it possible the sheeple have the right attitude? Are they taking the wisest course? Simply ignore everything and sit in front of the telly with their discounted 24 pack of Stella? Lock the door and forget everything that happens outside unless it affects them directly? The trouble with that is that they have to come out sometime. Then they will have to deal with it. While they were asleep another five thousand laws were passed, and another three hundred thousand EU regulations were put in place. But they will not know, and, judging by their level of observation today, they will not care either.

More of a ramble, this, than a rant, I admit. Sometimes a blog is useful for purging. It sort of parallels bulimia. If one continues to fill ones head with stuff, it has to come out somehow, for one to stay sane.

I don't even have a point.

I will try harder. I promise.

CR.