Morning Comrades!
I am just coming off a 11hr shift and came home to heaps of messages and notifications about Boris Johnson, the UK Prime Minister, having resigned his position as head of the Conservative Party in the UK and thus, seemingly eventually his role a PM.
Seeing how beat I am I will keep this necessarily short whilst avoiding outburst of proper working class swearing / jubilations but also throw a few other bits your way. Also, it’s the last day school over here and I need to have a few words with the spawn about his report card, which is fine, but ultimately more important- for him anyway.
For now, a few subtle reminders about the ongoing fun things in the world. One, you can still download this wonderful collaborative project in aid of Planed Parenthood in the US today through to this weekend. 11 pieces of original art from some dear friends of Black Lodges for you to do with as you wish. If you don’t know what to do with these files, give me a shout and I will happily run through this with you.
Also, you need these tunes in your life, especially this week.
Boris.
I made the above little print back in 2019 when that bastard of a Tory moved into Downing Street. To anyone not from the UK, “toff” is a derogatory slang word meaning that someone belongs to the upper class, royalty etc in the UK - again, for those not from Monkey Island, it’s definitely not a term of endearment, far from it.
After a positively Trumpian with Toff-like characteristics run at being PM of the UK, Johnson has finally resigned as head of the Conservative Party, but always needing to up one on the above fucko, has decided to stick around as PM until a new leader has been found.
There is zero point detailing all the insanity, corruption and “scandals” aka - liberal post-work entertainment bullshit of his time as PM. Johnson has always been who he is, the country entertained him similar to watching Black Adder without realising just how bad the bastard was. Not just Boris, but the entirety of his Eton-esque circus. For whatever reason, large parts of my home still have a deferential love affair with our inbred aristocracy that, aside from fucking over the majority of the planet for centuries have always been and will always be the bane of working class back at home. As far as this person is concerned there will not be a pleasant day until the entirety of the class system, with all of the upper classed being hung from the rope they sold us be hung, back in Britain and that’s just that.
So the bastard resigns. Good. Part of me is jubilant, in the same way when Trump or any other reactionary fascist rich bastards loses power. However, what comes next. A British Biden? Realistically none of this shit really matters because our political systems are so utterly perverted by money and concepts of class that no matter who replaces anyone in government the government remains in power and the government is actively working against your and my interests. There is no need to explain the why’s here, you have read enough about this from me and other, smarter people.
Of course, it’s absolutely worth celebrating that these Tory bastards are resigning and are having to resign, but let’s face, shit is not going to change, well, for the worse absolutely, as long as we allow ourselves to be conned into pitting our hopes into this broken system to gives power to the morally and ethically corrupt, and yes, that includes all of them. The U.S. term of electoral “harm reduction” is nothing but a giant con, worse even than Matt Damon trying to sell you crypto. No one in power, or anyone aiming to be in power is in the least bit interested in helping you as their entire existence is geared towards exploiting and then beating you and me to the ground. The fact that Boris can decide what to do when is a prime example of that. Realistically, it should have been millions of people with pitchforks and molotow cocktails at the gate of Downing Street dragging him out of office and sending him to exile on some fucking remote island, alone, just like they did with Napoleon, well, we know how that worked out, but you get the point. The same obviously applies to every single bloody politician across the Global North West, but here we are.
In short, you can count on the fact that I will have a drink or two tonight on the fact that this murderous toff is out of office. I will have a few more drinks on the fact that his replacement will mean absolutely nothing in regards to the betterment of material realities and frankly, if I am meant to give up my liberty for empowerment, that is the bare fucking minimum I expect from these bastards.
So good riddance you toff bastards. Here’s to the next one.
Of course, there is heaps of other hugely interesting, relevant and important things to spend time and here are a few bits and bobs that have caught my attention this week that I wanted to share with you. All uncommented, but to be sure, all damn well worth your time.
On the same topic, a most urgent read!
And that about wraps up this week comrades, I am off to talk grades, have a drink and get back to housework. Thank you for your time, attention and support. As always, I remain yours without compromise,
V.