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Monday 9th 58F, overcast and windy. Another day of showers expected. It has already poured down continuously. Putting off any chance of a morning walk. It poured all morning almost without pause.
The IPCC is releasing a stark warning to the world's politicooze today. Dealing with the grave dangers of climate change. The report will sail right over the heads of the politicooze unless it keeps entirely to words of no more than two syllables. Lies, damned lies and the politicooze.
The politicooze couldn't stop the virus. Cant end racism. Can't stop crime. Can't stop ill health. Can't provide equality. Can't stop sexism. Can't cure religion. Can't provide public safety. Can't provide justice. Can't stop terrorism. Can't stop slavery, Can't stop hunger, Can't stop dictatorship and genocide in umpteen countries around the world.
You still expect them to stop climate change? They are owned by the 1%. They are only allowed to fiddle with 1% of a a nation's petty cash. Just to continue the illusion that they actually have some power. Otherwise even fewer deluded souls would bother to turn up at to vote at the rigged elections.
They promote nationalism. Reinforce poverty. Reinforce damaging stereotypes. All for their own propaganda gain at the next round of lies masquerading as an election. They call it democracy but we don't get to choose the candidates. They do. They call it democracy but no party member is allowed to publicly disagree with the prime minister. In other words a token "pretence" at tinpot dictatorship. Surrounded by unelected advisers all at the taxpayer's expense. Endlessly manufacturing and massaging the news in their own favour.
The politicooze ruin most economies through offensive spending. They take our money and provide nothing in return. Promote industrialised, toxic farming. Promote toxic takeaways, unhealthy eating and drinking habits. Promote a lack of exercise to save on pension payments.
The mutually dependent and parasitic news media fight for advertising space. From the equally corrupt politicooze. And all the ills of industrialised, global destruction. To appease the predatory, sociopathic demi-gods ruling The Markets.
Advertising has become the ocean of diarrhoea upon which the tax-free, Big Internet slowly sinks to the depths of depravity. Death is the only real escape from the curse of advertising. Anything which needs to be advertised is not worth its own weight. In the lies, oozing from the puss of its own sores, from its own strain of toxic advertising. Do we care? Not really. It's all just a jolly game of musical chairs for a few, rabid narcissists on the gravy train.
I never did get my walk today. Not unless you count walking swiftly around unfamiliar, supermarkets. Or desperately searching big shed, DIY stores for non-existent stock.
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