Are You Really the Best We’ve Got?

Clarence here, if that wasn’t the perfect question last night what was?

It was unbelievable. A personality free zone against someone stuck in a tape loop.

We surrender! Just stop talking at us!

The worst thing is that they may actually be the best we have.

The Farage’s rhetoric has placed everyone aghast at the killing of innocents against him. No matter if Putin was provoked somehow you do not kill innocents, you do not kill children.

How is that not clear?

I’m trying to cheer you up with humour but Lord knows they’re making it hard.

The England football team not playing yesterday hasn’t helped either. At least you can offer them encouragement. With this lot screaming “Just tell us one truth” is not what you’d call encouragement.

That would have to come in the form of a tank primed and ready to fire aimed straight at their heads.

However, it’s always the so called big two isn’t it. Why oh why can’t we’re throw them all a curve ball and vote unexpectedly. But we won’t. Which makes it difficult to get a laugh out of that either.

Just imagine for a moment their faces after a huge LibDem win. Realising that their power has gone and they’re going to have to do much better in future. That would be fun!

However, we have one who is uninteresting and the other just going in the same circles. Both are treating us like we live in a goldfish bowl and don’t already know the truth. We’re living it.

Even if you’re going to do what you’ve always done, you must admit that the image of two stunned goldfish is a funny one!

Enjoy the image

Six days left!

Clarence

P.S. Actually the goldfish comment was completely unfair. Goldfish are sweet, funny, and soothing to watch. Like us they should never be kept in a bowl though, they should always have a lovely pond with the proper plants in it. As such I apologise to goldfish everywhere.

Published by debdancingstarhawken7

I'm a writer, public speaker, medium, and spiritual thinker. I suffered from acute anxiety from the age of 16 until I was well into my 50s, when I finally found methods that helped me to put it behind me. My struggles led to me exploring life through poetry, then plays, and over a 15 year period I made notes for a self help book which I published in 2015. Details on the book page. Although I am a psychic medium and loved the work, it didn’t feel right for me. It was an utter privilege, but my path was the exploration of what it means to be spirit in the real world and how we can make practical use of those abilities. Nowadays I write, blog, and teach soul-centred living, which is a gentle way of undoing past programming and connecting to your essential self, or soul. If you’re interested email me and we can chat. No pressure, it’s right for you or it’s not and you will know. The groups meet on line so no going out on cold, wet, winter’s evenings. On a personal note, I’m based in the UK. Married with five cats, no children, and four grandchildren, thanks to our inherited daughter, who has gifted us four beautiful little people that bring us such joy. Hope you enjoy the blogs. Deb xx

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