
This world is not getting with my program of happiness, joy, peace, love, acceptance, sharing. It’s rather irritating.
Okay so no one has heard of me, which is a bit of a drawback, but even so there’s nothing wrong with my plan. It means everyone is joyously happy, well fed, cared for, and enjoying life. More importantly, they’re alive!
Equally importantly, the planet would be healing as we’d cutting back on damaging it so that it children can breathe the air in the future, plus we have already found a way to create safe, healthy meat, with no nasties. We could all have cows and pigs, etc., as pets. Imagine! Fresh milk at home.
Get periods to hear me, get this done and I can get back to having fun with my writing instead of trying to work out if there are any words I can use to reach people, someone, anyone, to get a groundswell of people demanding better.
I watch the UK news and I think I’ve woken up in an alternate reality. Politicians calling homelessness a lifestyle choice when we, the UK!!!!!!, have laws that allow instant, no fault, evictions.
The government could buy those properties and start collecting the rent. The solution is simple!
Don’t even get me started on people living in 4” of water with rats as houseguests. Or the murders on our streets, assaults on women, and on and on.
I am ashamed of my country.
I’m annoyed that I’m not being joyously bouncy, but on the other hand what kind of human being would I be if this didn’t matter? If I ignored it?
Hey ho. Thing is, in the face of all this, a lot of what used to feel so important gets put into an awful kind of perspective doesn’t it? We’re in a fight for our societies, for human rights, and for lives at the moment. That trumps quite a lot.
A very exasperated comedian who prefers to make people laugh…
Deb xx