Six days from now......
The Conservatives win the election and form a government. Amongst the shattered dreams of the Labour party, panic is widespread. They now need to find jobs, and having proved how bad they are, at everything, it is not a pretty spectacle. The bloggers are up in arms, particularly the more libertarian among us, because we knew that we only had two years to kill off the European monster. From 2012 we succumb, but totally. We will think it's all over, and it will be then. The Tories, only marginally less europhile than the LibDems, will bend over just as far as Labour did, and they will ensure that the work of Ted Heath is completed some 38 years after it all began.
Six months from now.....
We are in pain, we Britons. The sensible amongst us knew that winning the general election was remarkably similar to losing. Thanks (largely) to a wavering, uncertain, and confused electorate, we ended up with no change whatsover in government and we are now learning that we have no change in our pockets either. Big cuts were on the cards, and tax rises were inevitable. They just couldn't/wouldn't tell us the truth prior to the election. We the taxpayer continue to be bled whiter than fresh veal in the new chancellors zeal to service our debt. The same debt created by criminal mismanagement over the last 13 years. Opportunities to save were ignored, opportunities to slash spending on quangoes, charities and senseless government "initiatives" were likewise ignored, despite our pleas for some common sense. What became clear was that the victorious party in all elections, and GE 2010 was no exception, suffered instant and lasting deafness. Once in power they knew that they could not be shifted for five years.
Six years from now....
The Conservatives, having delivered pain upon pain, and tax increase after tax increase, have been in opposition for a year now. The Boy Wonder, now greyer, and no wiser, gains power and formed the government in 2015. Labour has now spent six years bickering. They have had three new party leaders and they continue to squabble, and when some television station does ask their point of view on anything, all they can say is "We told you so". Not that they would have improved matters. They would have simply bankrupted us faster that the Tories did. So it is the LibDems turn to screw the country. The only surprise is the sudden voter swing to the far right BNP (thanks to the influx of over five million immigrants) and an ever more sensible UKIP. Both have thirty or forty MPs in Westminster but they don't yet have quite enough to make a huge difference. Immigration was never gripped, of course, but some of us knew it wouldn't be. The EU said, in no uncertain terms, "That is now our concern. You will allow in whoever we say". Again thanks to the EU, our gaols are full to bursting, despite CMD's efforts to house our prison population on fifty vessels anchored offshore. We now have over 250,000 people in gaol due, in large part, to Corpus Juris. The accused are considered guilty, and cannot afford to mount their own investigations to provide evidence of their innocence so they sit rotting in prison ships. It has now been five years since the last jury was convened. Habeas corpus has long been scrapped and many languish in gaol for many months before even coming to court. A further 50,000 ex-Britons (for we are all Europeans now) are sitting in gaols all over Europe thanks to the European Arrest Warrant and its continued abuse. These "scatterlings of Europe" have no hope. They are deemed guilty and lack the language skills to get anywhere close to a fair trial.
The place is a mess. We converted to the euro and lost any savings we had squirrelled away because when we changed over, the euro (thanks to the economic failures of Greece, Portugal, Italy, Germany, Ireland, the Netherlands and France) was worthless. Still the grand experiment continues. And continues to fail at every turn. Riots are commonplace. Workers are not getting paid, so they riot. Violence is endemic, thanks to crop failures and food shortages, so people riot. Attacks on farms are routine. Attacks on supermarkets are commonplace. People are starving. Their money is worthless and there is nothing to buy. Nothing they can afford, at any rate. The police, all of them armed to the teeth, boast openly of their kills that day. All completely and openly sanctioned by both the puppet government at Westminster, and in Brussels.
We are in desparate straits. Politically, libertarianism has soared as people finally wake up to the nightmare of a totalitarian state. The Americans, who have all been microchipped for a full two years by now, try to warn us, but the dissenters are silenced. Small pockets of resistance flare up and those of us who armed ourselves when we could, lead bands of would-be liberators. Brussels responds by deploying the new EuroArmy and things get nasty. There are many deaths.
I don't know how it ends. My crystal ball has clouded over. We bloggers, long since silenced, have found new ways to communicate and life is tricky as a rebel. The armchair warriors of old had it easy. They could sit and hack away at their keyboards insisting that LibLabCon was the way to go, and that we were wrong, and that we had been melodramatic with our predictions for the future. (Being proved right brings no comfort at all). They said that the only way was the way of our fathers and grandfathers. Vote like they did and all will be well, and all manner of things will be well. It will all work out.
Six years on we learnt that it didn't.
Orwells Nineteen Eighty-Four was utopia compared to our lives now. Tobacco, alcohol, salt and sugar have been outlawed. (But not for the wealthy). Exercise is mandatory. Our children often disappear, snatched, we believe, to become playthings for the mega-rich. All television is state run. There are over 100 million CCTV cameras. 70 million of them are in our homes. We are chipped, and we are logged, and they know where we are. All the time.
But we are fighting back.