Democracy? Not Here, Not Anymore.

I just read an interesting essay over at Rosie's Hoose.

John Souter raises some great points and to answer there would force me to keep it brief. I thought I would instead jot down my thoughts here.

I think democracy is just a word. A vastly overused word. And you know what happens when you say a word over and over and over again. It loses all meaning. It sounds like gibberish. Where democracy is concerned, not only does the word lose all meaning, but the very concept itself.

John is right. True democracy hasn't existed here for many years. Maybe it never did. "Allowing" us to vote makes us feel part of the process. We think we are actively involved in the running of our nation. Nothing could be further from the truth.

I remember watching those Labour fools when they lost the election last May. They were shocked, stunned and bewildered. They had no idea why they were kicked out. They genuinely did not know why. After a few weeks, they (or at least some of them) realised what it was that caused their downfall. I hesitate to write this woman's name but I must, because it was Hazel Blears that said on radio that : "We weren't listening. We just did what we thought was right". This was either an epiphany from Wee Hazel or it was some sort of twisted plea for sympathy. She got none from me. That bastard party can stay in the hinterland forever, for all I care. They destroyed this nation, its' sense of self, its' sense of place, and in doing so they affected our collective psyche. They damaged us far more than they will ever comprehend.

Of course, the new mob, the ConDemBorg, are merely continuing the work that the LabourBorg began. They are systematically handing our country over, piece by blood-stained piece, to a retarded Gollum in Brussels. A Gollum who is stateless. A Gollum whose own, and I hesitate to say this as well, country, you know, the one without a parliament, is now famous only for housing the inept and the unaccountable in a big shiny building that we paid for.

My point is that most Britons would leave the EU this very afternoon, if asked in a referendum. The ConDemBorg know this and yet they continue with the charade that any of our wants, needs and demands matter in the slightest. They don't. We. Don't. Matter. The sooner you all learn that, the better. Cameron and Clegg are no more "in charge" of this country than I am. They are puppets. Muppets. Marionettes. They dance to a tune played by an almost invisible piper. They take instruction from an insidious group who have always remained nameless, blameless, but ever present. This shadowy group, let's call them the UnderGovernment, for want of a better (or more accurate) name, who watch. They watch and they listen. They watch and they listen and they learn. The saw that Camerons star was on the rise. They waited until the election was over, they waited as he thrashed out a deal with the spineless fence-sitters, the LibDims. And about five minutes after Brown was dragged kicking and screaming from No 10, Cammy got briefed.

They, the UG, would simply not permit a pawn like Cameron to make his own decisions. That would upset the applecart. That would destroy decades of planning. Look back down the years. Can anyone tell me that we have not just got on with that "thousand year reich" so beloved of the short-arsed corporal? We aren't all speaking German, but everything else is on track. One nation, one currency, one big blobby nondescript population (Ein Volk!) and soon, one leader. One Super-President to rule us all.

Where is the democracy in all this? Where are the voices of the people? Democracy is dead. The voices of the people go ignored, unheeded, unneeded, even ridiculed. Four million people signed a petition to stop the post office closures. To no avail. They were ignored. Over one million marched against that illegal war in Iraq. They were allowed to gather and to sing and to shout and then they were ignored. Because Blair was briefed. He was told that it was happening whether or not he liked it. Whether or not it was legal, and whether or not we, the people, said no. The Masterplan must be followed. We are slaves. We are chattel. We are things owned by them. We prove it every single day by not racing down there and ripping off their fucking heads. We prove it every time we say yes, when no is the only right answer.

I see more individual freedom in "backward" nations in Africa. I see more democracy in villages that have no running water and no electricity. I see more wisdom and compassion from those "savages" than I have ever seen from one of our politicians.

There are so many millionaires in the present Cabinet that I fail to comprehend how they could possible know the harm they are causing with their never-ending greed. Their never-ending theft of our money, cloaked in some ridiculous Statutory Instrument, and their seemingly endless stupidity and incompetence. We are stuck with a government nobody voted for. The debt that exists can never be repaid. It can only grow. It can only be passed down to our great-great-great-great grandchildren. As far as I can tell, none of us voted for that. None of us agreed to bail out the banks. Not enough of us agreed to wage war on the Iraqis. None of us agreed to wage war on the Taliban, those same people who never attacked us here in Blighty.

We weren't asked. We weren't consulted. We have disagreed with many governments over many years. We have petitioned, we have protested, we have complained, and we have written our fair share of stern letters to those that purport to represent us. Those are the rules of the game. Those are acceptable acts by the people. They are also useless. Protests and demonstrations can be ignored, our letters end up in the bucket, and our complaints go unregistered.

Every five years we get a chance to change the people that ignore us. Sometimes we do, and sometimes we don't change the Ignorati. Sometimes we like being ignored by the same mob for years and years. Then we pretend that we are in control and we vote out the profoundly deaf and vote in a new mob suffering only from tinnitus expecting that the condition will clear up. It never does. The hearing problem just worsens. And, we continue to repeat the same experiment whilst praying for a different outcome.

But to call this a democracy?

No such thing. Not here. Not for a very long time.

CR.