WTF May? WTAF?

For fuck sake.

The country has gone bloody mad in the last few days.

Usually, after an election, you get the calm after the storm of electioneering. You either feel hopeful as your chosen party got in, or a bit miffed they didn’t.

Now after Thursday, I’m even more angry than I was before it, before Cameron resigned, before all of it.

I know the Conservatives are a bunch of morally bankrupt, self serving arseholes, but never have I ever encountered a leader who would go so far to fuck us all in more ways than we ever felt possible than Theresa, Fucking Idiot, May.

Yes, I am aware that I am waving a metaphorical pitch fork here, call me anti feminist to slag off my fellow female if you please.

But I can’t be the only one to suggest that at this point, the only thing us females have in common with her is a vagina?

Yes, she did “win” the election, but not in the way she set out to- she herself said that if she missed a majority by 6 seats, she would immediately resign. She missed that majority by more than that and she’s still littering up the place with her dodgy helmet hair and her questionable taste in clothing.

But now, to ramp up the fun times that she seems to think we all need so desperately, she’s decided to completely screw up Northern Ireland into the bargain, for shits and giggles.

Now, I don’t doubt that the same bunch of you who had no clue about the finer points of the batshit craziness that is Northern Irish politics and the history of the aptly named “troubles” and thus felt it fine to call Corbyn a “Terrorist Sympathiser” (you know, I can’t quite think who spent two years calling him that, can’t think at all… cough Theresa May cough) before the election may not quite understand the horror that her signing up with the DUP brings.

I also don’t doubt that, if Jeremy had of linked up with the DUP, the shit he would have quite rightly received would have been unreal.

These are not nice people.

We may have been 20 years into the Good Friday Peace Agreement. But after at least a hundred years of very violent unrest and atrocities on both sides, 20 years is simply not long enough. We’re talking the foundations have been made but they’re still laid on sand and liable to collapse.

When Kensington and Chelsea, and other constituencies votes (cough, Amber Rudd and the questionable 300) had to be recounted several times last week, we were all raising our eyes and asking how hard can it be to count some crosses. In Northern Ireland, it’s the norm to stop people going and showing their displeasure by shooting someone.

The DUP was started by Ian Paisley Snr, and it wasn’t started with the same scruples and good faith as the SNP in Scotland. Paisley was more than aware that the Ulster paramilitaries (erm, can I be the first to say I hate that term, we don’t call ISIS “paramilitaries” they are fucking terrorists pure and simple) were going around and killing innocent people, he was a disgusting human being who turned a blind eye to the shit that was going down in his parties name.

And yes, so were Sinn Fien. They were all reprehensible. I don’t doubt those who are still alive amongst them or who have been raised to believe the troubles were a legitimate political statement and fight, don’t still harbor the same dangerous views.

Which is why despite Northern Ireland still being very much part of the Great British political map, they are several decades behind us in terms of how we live, what our politicians do and so forth.

And yes, it is hard to imagine politicians worse than those in Central Government, but how about, oh, I dunno, one’s who are vocally opposed to Homosexuality?

Vocally opposed to the point it is normal for these politicians to voice it in the press and live on TV that homosexuality is a “disease” and means those who practice it are “perverts”.

Via @LGBTLabour on Twitter

Are we keeping score here- shooting people for disagreeing on political points based on religion and a border- good!

Loving someone who just so happens to be the same sex as you- disgusting and bad!

As for women’s rights- what rights? Women still, still in 2017, have to travel over to the UK if they wish to exercise their right to choose not to be a parent. Now, I don’t like the idea of abortion, we do have contraceptives over here which are easy to pick up along with your salad and ice cream in the supermarket. BUT I am not so off as to suggest it’s anyone’s right to have one other than the woman having it, and doubt it’s ever an easy decision.

In the whole women’s rights and anti LGBT thing they may as well be Islamic Extremists frankly as they seem to have so much in common with them.

What is their view of what we should on LGBT? Throw them off a building? How very progressive of them.

It would be funny if it wasn’t so immediately true and about to be in our own bloody political chambers.

And what of the aforementioned Sinn Fein?

Part of the Good Friday agreement was that no party from either side would have more sway in Westminster than the other. In fact, Westminster was to stay neutral between the two sides at all times. This was a fundamental keystone of the signing of the agreement (that Corbyn helped forge- just thought I’d remind you of that one again).

So what will happen if the DUP do shore up May’s woeful minority government?

Sinn Fein are, quite rightly, going to wave that agreement aloft and ask what the bloody fuck May and the Conservatives think they’re bloody up to.

Already, the DUP are suggesting that a key change they wish to chuck through is a resurgence in the Orange Parade marches, especially through Drum Crae.

Again, most of you probably wont know why this is such a contentious issue. You wont remember the violence that followed, the days of unrest, the Police wagons on fire and the kids who had to be kept home from their school for fear of being caught in crossfire or because a bomb had been found in a bush next to their school.

What a lovely vision of Britain in 2017.

This is all stuff that has bubbled under, waiting to explode. We all thought the country had gone mad during the London riots a couple of summers ago. That was a few days of divs with heatstroke looking for an excuse to rob some Huaraches in the name of Political freedom, or some shit, innit.

Imagine that all the freaking time, throughout your childhood, into your teens, following you to the pubs (that you can’t go in certain ones or you’ll be beaten (at best) or killed (at worst), into who you choose to fall in love with (can’t be a proddie if you’re Catholic and vice versa) and right up until death. Walls everywhere, Police and Troops with guns, check points, houses burned down, you name it, this wasn’t a vision of Kabul, or Syria or Iraq. It was and could well be again down to May Northern Ireland.

The big concrete barriers that have returned to our streets recently due to a wave of Islamic Terrorism. Ever wondered why its said they have returned? It’s because at the height of the Troubles, we too used to have bombings and shootings. Coded warnings which either turned out to be nothing, or worse, something appalling. We had them then too.

I see a Northern Ireland until last week that was growing, that was getting better. Tourism was beginning to pick up- I don’t recall adverts for Northern Irish stays as a kid but they were growing in number. And so they should- it’s a beautiful part of the world.

Sinn Fein are already saying that they are sending representatives to Westminster as early as today to voice their strong opposition to this link up.

At a time when we all know how many of May’s party- herself included- voted to oppose rights for the LGBT community- it is vital that May does the right thing for once and resigns.

The very fact she went to ask the Queen’s permission to form a Government with the DUP before actually finalizing any such talks or agreement alone means she should be forced to go. I mean, she already shows no respect to the electorate, her party or Corbyn, but to dark off Liz? Off with her head I say.

Whether that means another bloody election or Corbyn taking his rightful place at the Westminster table, I’m down with either right now.

Anything that doesn’t mean a bunch of backward, outdated, actual Terrorist Sympathisers getting any form of political platform has to be better for Northern Ireland, for Westminster and for us all.

Anonymous Post: Why I am Voting Today

I haven’t had an anonymous post on here for a while, but today I am handing over the blog for a post which is heartfelt and emotional. Please be respectful of the content in comments guys, and remember, go vote today!

As I write this, it’s election day and it’s an emotional one for me, because when I cast my vote, I will be thinking of a special friend, who cared passionately about her vote too. Not just for her own sake, but for other’s. She would have voted today and she would have put the needs of the people she saw suffering at the forefront of her mind as she cast her vote.

My best friend didn’t have an easy life. A single mum to a teenage boy, she was also a carer to her mum for many years, until she died in 2013. As soon as she died, my best friend was expected to get a job and she wanted to get a job. After spending many years dedicating her life to her mother, she was looking forward to making a life for herself and making her son proud. But it was hard, because she had been out of work for so long, that her experience and qualifications were out of date. So, the government gave her barely enough to live on to ‘encourage’ her to try harder. She kept on trying, visiting the Job Centre every two weeks, where she received very little help with her job search. She even tried setting up her own business, but it was too hard to go from benefits to self-employment with no support, so that failed. Eventually she found a job in a local retail establishment, and a second one cleaning, because the first one didn’t pay enough to live on.

Shortly after, she slipped on the dangerous steps at her workplace on an icy day and broke her leg. She ended up back on benefits. Then Concentrix arrived and stopped her benefits for 7 weeks for ‘random checks’. Nothing was found, but in the meantime, she was relying on food banks and hand-outs from friends, sending her spiralling into depression. She ended up struggling with stress-induced asthma, which made her so sick, that she was taken into intensive care.

When she was released from hospital, she received woefully lacking follow-up care from the NHS. She lived in constant fear of further attacks, which became a regular thing, but when she rang her doctor, they couldn’t give her an appointment or made her wait for hours and feel like a nuisance. She was too sick to work and should have been able to claim a sickness benefit, but the system is complicated and demanding, not easy to navigate when you are trying to raise a son and survive day to day, because that’s all it was; surviving. By now her benefits had been reinstated, but the weeks of having nothing to live on had left her with crippling debt.

Her benefits were still barely enough to live on, though, as the government’s ‘encouragement’ strategy continued so, despite still having frequent asthma attacks and living in constant fear that each one would be her last, she found herself another job. Some days she had to take her nebuliser to work with her, but she kept going.

Then, on Sunday, she had a final asthma attack, which put too much strain on her heart and she died.

If the NHS wasn’t crippled under so much pressure, if the Government provided better support for the sick, if the unemployed were helped into work, instead of just being signed off each fortnight, if any agency had been able to support her, I firmly believe she could be alive today.

The above definitely gives something to think about as we go and cast our vote today. Thanks to our anonymous post author. And I send my fullest sympathies on the loss of your friend.
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I’m Voting Labour- And Here’s Why You Should Too

I’m hoping this post is more successful than my previous Labour V Conservatives post of the last general Election, and more like my Brexit Vote one 🙂

Unless you’ve been living under a rock, you can’t help but notice that there is an election going on tomorrow.

I always think elections are mental, but this one has really been very much an “I’m voting Labour because I agree with their manifesto and quite like Corbyn”, an “I’m voting Theresa as she’s already delivered on the task of triggering Article 50” or an “I’m voting anyone tactically whether or not I agree with them or have ever considered voting for them before, purely because I would rather see anyone other than Theresa get back in again”.

Which are all things I’ve not seen before.

No disrespect to the Lib Dems, Greens, SNP and UKIP, but this is very much it would seem a two horse race.

I don’t know about your local gossip groups on Facebook, but my local one has seen people have massive, almost daily, rows with one another, which have gotten worse with every terrorist attack and speech by either candidate. And these are middle class people, not your local common and garden chavs who vote the way Murdoch tells them to and then wonder why they have their housing, benefits and hospital appointments cut as a result.

So,  I’m voting Labour but for the reason that I actually have a lot of faith in Jeremy.

I was lucky enough to go to one of his rallies in Reading last week.

I’ve never even considered going to anything like it before, but to be fair I felt I should go to make up my mind once and for all on whether in my heart I was putting the right X in the right box come polling day.

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I’ve seen him be called a ditherer, and not great at public speaking, but clearly someone’s been giving him lessons. This to me wasn’t an exercise in the usual kissing babies and hugging grannies. He was personable, he set out what he plans to do and why and, all in all, I can happily vote for someone with that much passion and conviction in his beliefs.

I’ve seen a lot of misinformation doing the rounds on Jeremy. He’s a terrorist sympathizer, apparently, as he had the audacity to sit and have a conversation with the IRA at a time when, although not on a par with ISIS, they were the terrorist du jour and, love the Irish and have an understanding as I do of the Troubles through educating myself in the finer points as part of my GCSE History coursework, it was bloody appalling.

Being that I lived in Kent, where there were still many Barracks around at that time (they’ve all but gone now), it wasn’t unusual to go into Maidstone or Chatham for a weekend mooch, only to be evacuated down to a bomb threat. Such was the threat back then- and I think this is forgotten now as they’ve been replaced by utter nutjobs in ISIS and Al Qaeda- that none of our local shopping precincts had litter bins in the streets.

Yes, Jeremy sat down with them. Yes, with the wrong dialogue this could look like he was bestie mates with Gerry Adams and Martin McGuiness and their bomb happy mates.

But, question yourself if you will;

Who recalls Mo Mowlam? Remember her? The wonderful, almost saint like woman who, despite battling aggressive cancer, also sat down with the IRA, and tried to broker talks that someone had already started in the nineties.

That someone?

Corbyn.

She may have gained, quite rightly so, as a kick ass woman back then who is much missed after her death, the credit for the fact that for the most part the IRA have disarmed and now are more likely to argue in Stormont than via blowing up a precinct to get their message across.

We don’t call her a terrorist sympathiser, or question her motives and lets hope no one ever does.

Likewise, Jo Cox went out into her, mainly Muslim, community and tried to get to a stage where she was on side and was able to council over a community without divisions. We don’t slag her off for it.

Does the fact these two are women and no longer with us make the difference to Murdoch and his ilk or have we just yet to stoop that low?

I want to live in a country that is safe, and if that means the difficult choice of trying to engage those who seek to destroy us in talks, then despite it being difficult to breath the same air as these people it needs to be done. I don’t think we have this opportunity with ISIS, unfortunately, but I like the idea that instead of holding hands and blindly sending more troops who have not enough weaponry and equipment over to a foreign land with the USA, here is a guy who wants to do things another way that doesn’t end up with mass civilian casualties and more attacks on our streets.

I have two children. I would love them to be able to go to University. I don’t want them to not have a choice in the matter. If they go, then that’s cool, but if they choose something else that is cool too, but I never want them to let go of their dreams because the fees and costs run into the thousands per term.

My Niece, who I’ve mentioned before, is going to be one of the wonderful people in the world who care for others as a Doctor. She is currently at Bristol uni and she has and continues to work hard as fuck to train as a doctor. She amazes me with how smart she is too. However, every month, my sis and brother in law pay a thousand pounds for her tuition, her accommodation and everything else that it costs to train to be what makes this country great.

The NHS is on it’s bloody knees due to lack of staff and funds, crumbling buildings and computer systems that are wonky to say the least. Kids like my niece should be paid to train, not the other way round. In the long term, my niece and everyone on her course and others like it, will contribute so much to the country. They will buy homes and have to pay taxes on these, buy cars, and holidays and shopping and they will pay tax off their wages and, more importantly, they will be building a brighter future for our country full stop. Why discourage them from education and miss this?

I am sick frankly, if hearing from a Prime Minister who we didn’t elect, who called a snap election after promising she wouldn’t, and yet has the lack of respect for us all- whether you vote for her or not- of not taking part in debates. Of not giving clear ideas of what she plans on doing for the 5 years she would be in power other than she will legalise fox hunting again (yes, because that benefits so many of us). She hasn’t taken part in open rallies, more over she has only allowed a chosen few to hear her promise “strong and stable” leadership over and over like a parrot.

She had the audacity to suggest that the Police were “scaremongering” after the Manchester attack, that they make up how understaffed and funded they are and that the threat isn’t significant.

And then London happened.

But it’s OK for May, isn’t it- when the Westminster Bridge attack came a bit too close to her subsidized self, she was very quickly driven out the back way in an armoured car with bodyguards a plenty. Fuck all those who were hit on the bridge and lay dying and injured, or had to witness that (and I can’t even think how you begin to get over that), as long as Theresa was fine and dandy.

We do not live in a fair society under the Tories, they have no idea what it is like to just about manage, they ignore the fact that people in work now have to claim benefits just to pay their rent, and are still suggesting benefits are a luxury and should be cut and cut and cut, and how dare people be disabled, they are all shirking if you read between the lines of May’s Nasty Party.

They make it harder for people with long term illnesses to claim what pittance they dole out after having to practically jump through hoops. Yet the big businesses and bankers, who caused all the horrendous debt in the first place can happily get away with paying what they see fit, not paying a workable wage, keeping zero hours contracts and basically taking the piss.

We need housing, we need school places (she says, knowing my kids had to leave school and be upset because their Headteacher knew she could excuse her lack of action against the racist bullying within her school by saying she couldn’t expel them down to a lack of places), we need an NHS that works. We need to encourage kids to further themselves through education and we need a better standard of living through a workable wage.

These are things I firmly believe Corbyn will give us.

Please, a vote for May and her Tory chums is a vote for increased poverty, the likes of Branson getting richer by buying the NHS to do with what he likes, schools being unable to teach properly and more of what we’ve already seen from a weak and wobbly woman who despite suggesting she will win as she is so much better than Corbyn, would’t debate against him. Is this who we want to oversee we get the best deal there is for us on Brexit?

Lets hope we see an end to the Tories after tomorrow.

#ForTheManyNotTheFew