Let’s just get this out there.
It’s all YOUR fault.
We don’t have enough housing for the population.
That’s your fault.
Our sainted NHS is a badly managed shitshow with a postcode lottery that will determine the quality of our care.
That’s your fault.
Our roads are a joke, if pothole dodging were a sport, we’d be world class, along with India and Gaza.
Public transport in rural areas is almost nonexistent.
Both of those are your fault.
Nonces, rapists and terror suspects are out on bail or given laughable sentences.
Middle class women that made a mistake on social media have been imprisoned, Lucy Connolly’s appeal failed so she’s still in prison at our cost despite being no threat at all to the public.
That’s your fault.
The Metropolitan Police arrested and charged a Jewish man for taking the piss out of Hezbollah.
That’s right.
A fucking terrorist organisation is being protected from offence by our police.
That’s your fault.
Our government just gave away the Chagos islands to a foreign power that’s a client state of China.
That’s bad enough.
We’re paying them somewhere between 10 and 30 billion pounds too.
That’s your fault.
In one street In Leicester, at least 43% of the population don’t speak English.
I’m willing to bet that some areas are even worse.
Many of these people are having their whole lives funded.
By us.
That’s your fault.
Our councils have lost the battle to square the finances in the face of this huge influx of immigrants and are penalising the council tax payer as a result. Even though services reduce year on year.
That’s your fault.
Over SEVEN MILLION people in the UK are functionally illiterate, a staggering figure and one that should terrify us all.
We’re breeding generations of people that will find the concept of electricity and running water impossible to grasp if we don’t put a stop to our decline.
That’s your fault.
Our Prime Minister has been apparently targeted by a gang of Rent Boys, but the press, as usual are more or less silent.
The same Prime Minister has been called a congenital liar so often that he probably thinks it’s a compliment.
That is also your fault.
Rape, murder and assault figures are at the sort of levels that we used to associate with failed African states. The numbers are hardly reported and if you want to discuss them, you’re a fucking bigoted racist, gammon Nazi.
Or something.
That’s your fault.
It’s all your fault.
Or should I say Our Fault.
It’s nearly unfixable now.
What comes next is going to be grim.
Happy Sunday.
smallthunderdog 
Look on the bright side – you live out in the country with the doglets – grass, fresh air and a degree of freedom even as the heavens fall.
Paradise, man.
Consider an urban apartment block with a 30-space underground car park open to the sky and half the block sub-let to God knows who with tenants sneaking in e-bikes. I live on the top floor. One lithium battery fire going through this built-out-of-discounted-leftovers structure like the proverbial knife through butter and I will be, quite precisely, toast – without the option.
I never fancied playing Brunnhilde – I saw Amy Shuard at Covent Garden back in the 1960s and she was a hard act to follow :). But passing through the fire – that’s what we do.
The thunder says ‘Da’. Give… but you know that.
Regards to the doglets, angels in disguise :-]
All true. And thank you.