If I was born rich …

If I was born rich

I would have no idea

I would be rich

and would never be poor

 

I would never be homeless

or hungry and searching for food

 

It wasn’t me

who was crying

in Lidl

because

she couldn’t by food

 

[Yes I know someone who was crying in Lidl because she could’t afford food]

not even a packet of spagettti

[edit: I wasn’t there at the time. A packet of spagetti cost 20p or so perhaps 17p then. The checkout worker paid or made it up for her.)

 

I’ve been homeless

and lived in a van

Why should I do that?

Actually why should I have to be forced to do that for these rich cnuts?

 

To be poor, to have nothing …

The rich shits can never understand that

Teach them a lesson?

Yes, that’s what I said

.

These rich shits fall into jobs.  They absolutely have no idea

Let’s go then. No comprehension, no understanding. I fucking hate it that people are starving.

More than that: It is obscene that these bastards

are

denying poor people

medicine and health care

C’mon isn’t it clear?

No top-down reorganisation Cameron said. Well he said that

Clegg – let’s pretend not be a Conservative

what are you if not totally lying cnuts?

I’ve got it – You’re gentlemen.

That means that you’re deluded but still lying cnuts.

later: For my widespread or international audience: There is a tradition in English public (private) schools. There is a saying or idiom or precept or something “a gentleman can never lie”. What happens is that public (private) schoolboys – and of course later adults – do not realise that their perception has no relation to reality.

… they are taught to believe in themselves regardless of reality

… and I suggest that probably explains a great deal / a lot / your lot

They’ve been taught that they can lever (never) lie. Does that mean that whatever they say is true? Looks like.  F just F

Big F

 

This is weird. Gentlemen can’t lie? Wow. Can’t they still be hung for it?

Hung, drawn and quartered? Fricassed?

chopped into little bits and sautted?

fed to the pigs?

burned on a cross (he’d enjoy that)?

can we keep him in a pen somewhere and piss and shit on him?

it’s better than he deserves

I want to give you more:  I’ve found more. love you :

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