When little rays of light seep through the gloom: Bristol Rugby win their first game of the season; a 1-year-old has no idea why there are so many people around, but relishes every second of her birthday; and those who gather for it prove there are good and caring souls around; for a moment I considered raising my eyes towards the horizon.
And the sight that met me? A toad and an orange. And the lights went out.
I know base and offensive descriptions should be put to one side, after all that was everything that was wrong in the last two meaninglessly meaningful voter excursions. But it is difficult to retain a semblance of profanity-free discourse when leading news outlets look to discuss, with apparent seriousness, the prospect of Nigel Farage being the ‘face’ of the UK in the new era of Trump.
That they are natural bedfellows is not in doubt. They both lie through their teeth, they both instigate violent division and then claim innocence. And they both create mayhem and disorder to pander to their own egos.
And the fact that there has been a categorical denial from No 10 that Farage’s ‘relationship’ could become official, leads me to suspect that it is imminent. Cynical? Moi?
Having decided that Boris bemoaning the ‘whingerama’ surrounding Trump’s election should be ignored because, based on his recent performances he will change his mind in the next day or so, I am rationally, logically, realistically significantly scared about whatever will emerge next.
The positives? Trump is not against same-sex marriage. There are a couple of elements of Healthcare that he likes. The wall might be partially a fence.
However, his Vice President is against just about everything that isn’t clutching a bible, a semi-automatic rifle, and the switch to the electric chair. And based on the indications of who Trump is looking to have in his ‘team’, that will be the ethos on which he has stated that people shouldn’t be afraid, that time will heal.
Now, I know this was not our election, we would never elect a president named after a fart, but this is the most powerful economic and military force in the world. This will impact on everyone, literally. Whether he is in control, or he allows those behind him to run it all, the dynamics of division and despair are front and centre.
And his election has provided a convenient distraction for our own government, you know, the ones who are looking out for the ‘ordinary’ person, to slide through a variety of adjustments to the fundamentals of our daily lives that will leave us with less, again.
It is a very bad joke, and I have lost my sense of humour.
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