You'd never guess that there's an election in the offing here?
Suddenly the airwaves are full of "good news". Some company announces an extra five jobs and immediately there is at least one minister grinning into the camera claiming all the credit. If the job announcement is big enough we'll even be treated to Dame Enda grinning into the camera claiming all the credit.
Suddenly we are hearing of all the great things the gubmint have in store for us [if reelected]. If they have such great plans, then why the fuck haven't they implemented them already? They've been there long enough.
We keep hearing of all this extra tax revenue the gubmint has
stolen collected because the economy is doing so brilliantly. I'm sure the thousands of homeless will be delighted to hear that. The families of those forced to emigrate will be beside themselves with joy. The families who are going hungry must be elated that the fat cats are doing so well.
The latest wonderfully exciting news is that Dame Enda has plans to reduce tax for the lower and middle incomes to under 50%. I confess I am quite choked by this news. That wonderful man is actually talking about reducing the amount of cash he steals from me every month. It's a bit like announcing he's going to introduce KY Jelly as he repeatedly buggers me.
Unfortunately for the narcissistic little rim-licker his timing is far from perfect. You see, yesterday I got a letter. It was an official letter but it didn't have a harp on it [not from Revenue or any of those other bloodsuckers], nor did it have a company logo on it so it wasn't a bill or a final demand or even a threat from Irish Water. I opened it.
It was a letter from my ex-employers. They were very sorry, they said, but they had to reduce my pension. It was out of their hands, they said, as it was a gubmint imposed levy. There was a long rigmarole about how the levy was supposed to be temporary but hadn't yet been removed so as per always, I had to take the hit. So my pension is being skimmed for a levy, tax and that abomination they call Universal Social Charge.
So I would ask Dame Enda if the country is doing so well why is a person at the bottom of the income scale still being hit with levies, taxes and charges?
So Dame Enda needn't bother with his smarmy smirk as he leers at a camera for the umpteenth time. He is a mendacious excuse for an abortion. He and his cronies have been shafting me for years and he actually expects me to vote for him again? He really is living in fantasy land.
He can fuck off with his fucking "good news" and his promises of lower tax. I don't for an instant believe him anyway. Why should I? An election promise? HAH!
As for voting for him and his cronies, he really must be joking.
I wouldn't piss on him if he was on fire.
Well. I would, but only if I was pissing petrol.