Tim Farron
Confused Democracy
What is democracy again? I forget. Or at least I’m having trouble remembering because of all the different interpretations of what it’s apparently about that suddenly seem to be all the vogue.
We all got the German-printed pamphlet we paid nearly £10m of our money to tell us what we were voting for and which way to vote and it was pretty clear. There was no mention of advisory, no one heard of Gina Miller or her very fine tuned sense of what is right and her inability to ‘cross the road’ and ignore any injustice. She had to intervene again and again, ultimately achieving nothing of course. Apparently there had never been anything in the decades previously that had shown up on her fine tuned radar apparently.
Hearing Tim Farron whine on about ‘not knowing the destination’ yet like a spoilt brat on the back seat of your car week after week was positively nausiating. We voted out. We elected our government to give us that choice and then see it through. We can give Timmy his vote. It’ll be a vote to go to the seaside whether or not the sun is shining or turn around the car and go back home, aka a hard Brexit, if he can’t behave and stick to what we agreed.
Brexit has revealed that there some very different ideas of what democracy is. It has revealed that these days people only expect the answer they want to hear and cannot accept anything else. I dread to think the response to the next election if it wasn’t going to be such a walkover.
We all got the German-printed pamphlet we paid nearly £10m of our money to tell us what we were voting for and which way to vote and it was pretty clear. There was no mention of advisory, no one heard of Gina Miller or her very fine tuned sense of what is right and her inability to ‘cross the road’ and ignore any injustice. She had to intervene again and again, ultimately achieving nothing of course. Apparently there had never been anything in the decades previously that had shown up on her fine tuned radar apparently.
Hearing Tim Farron whine on about ‘not knowing the destination’ yet like a spoilt brat on the back seat of your car week after week was positively nausiating. We voted out. We elected our government to give us that choice and then see it through. We can give Timmy his vote. It’ll be a vote to go to the seaside whether or not the sun is shining or turn around the car and go back home, aka a hard Brexit, if he can’t behave and stick to what we agreed.
Brexit has revealed that there some very different ideas of what democracy is. It has revealed that these days people only expect the answer they want to hear and cannot accept anything else. I dread to think the response to the next election if it wasn’t going to be such a walkover.
Stages of Brexit Grief?
The stages of grief are well known. We had no idea the stages of Brexit would be quite so uniform and take quite so long to play out as has proven to be the case! Almost 9 months later and Article 50 is still not triggered and Tim Farron and his band of morons are still trying to delay the inevitable. They still can’t seem to move on. The more enlightened Liberals who have had the sense to accept the result have however spoken a lot of sense in moving forward even if their premise and starting point might be a polar opposite of my own. I believe there is a sensible, mutually beneficial middle ground for all political hues if your motives really are positive. Farron is the worst kind of remoaner. A whining weasel of a ‘man’ (barely, more a boy) he has achieved little politically and his moral compass is now set to subterranean climes trying to bottom feed and scoop up the most self-deluded and simple minded voters who are just looking for someone to give us another vote to ‘get it right’. Farron, with no alternative, is all over this. He makes Nick Clegg look… OK maybe not quite, but he’s cut from the same self-serving political snake oil salesman mold as he hero. Shame on him. People shouldn’t take him seriously, he doesn’t take them seriously. The things he spouts. People should just point and laugh at this village idiot when they see him. He is irrelevant and it’s only British manners that give him any airtime. If we must then let’s laugh at him. How he has the gall to throw stones at the likes of Farage and call them names? No idea. This is someone who needs a dose of reality, the result of a life of patronizing ‘yes dear’ acceptance. He needs to be told we all know what he’s doing and why. He should crawl back under the stone he crawled out from. Stop and save him from himself. Aside from anything else, as they say, not telling him is simply unkind. He is currently missing out on the biggest joke of the century.
In an era missing the likes of Benn Snr and Galloway we have people like him and Jezza. It’s really not good for British Politics as a whole and that is more important than the undoubtable comedy value.
In an era missing the likes of Benn Snr and Galloway we have people like him and Jezza. It’s really not good for British Politics as a whole and that is more important than the undoubtable comedy value.