4th July, 2024: Election Day.
Right … it’s Election Day!
Or, at least, the day after Wednesday.
Frankly?
That means fun was had with my nephew, Jude: as he’s managed upload another video.
Feel free to hit the ‘Like’ button, you’ll make his day!
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Inevitably?
I’m going to mention the UK’s General Election: taking place at a polling station near you.
Frankly?
I’m voting Green.
Their manifesto is
offering to put Universal Credit up by forty pounds a week.
It’s probably as unrealistic, unfunded and impractical as any other political pledge … but, given my situation?
They’re the only party offering extra money, however nebulous that offer is.
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One party I won’t be voting for … ?
Is the Nigel Farage-led Reform Party.
Putting it bluntly?
From what I’ve seen of them, they are too right wing for my taste.
And at least two candidates have
defected to the Tories, as a result.
My one concern … ?
Is that, in my experience, some residents of my home town of Brentwood are exactly that: ever so slightly racist or homophobic.
And sympathetic enough to those activists, for Reform to do well.
Maybe not win the constituency: I suspect that will be the Tories, again.
But I think the Reform candidate could certainly come second, if they’re not the MP, by tomorrow.
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Just as a last political thought … ?
I notice politicians, these days, don’t ‘make promises’.
No.
After Tony Blair first used the phrase many years ago, politicians make categorical pledges.
I almost always think of chocolate, when I hear the phrase.
I first came across it in Orwell’s 1984.
When the main character has to alter records: to cover up a leadership U-turn about the chocolate ration.
A u-turn about not increasing it … after making a categorical pledge, a categorical pledge, rather than a promise, to do so.
Personally?
I always wonder what Orwell would be making of elections, these days.
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