We go to the polls in our referendum on Friday.
Well, when I say “we” I mean the plain plebs of Ireland.
I said before that I would be voting “no” but I have changed my mind. I won’t be voting. I wouldn’t waste the petrol. time or energy. The political system here doesn’t give a flying fuck about me, so why should I play their silly little games?
Of course there are those who bleat that if you don’t vote then you have no right to complain at the result. That is a load of bollox, as an abstention is as valid a vote as any yay or nay. I suppose I could go and write obscenities on the ballot paper but what’s the point?
The result is pretty much a foregone conclusion anyway. The plebs will vote the way the gubmint tells ‘em to vote. I will derive some satisfaction whichever. If the Seanad is retained then the gubmint will have gotten themselves a bloody nose, and if it’s abolished then at least that John Crown fella will be out on his ear.
I have gone through phases of disgust, despair and have now reached indifference at the political system here. It is broken beyond repair and there is feck all I can do about it.
So why should I worry what colour they paint the deckchairs on the Titanic?