I Am Jack’s Complete Lack Of Surprise.

So I binned this blog malarkey off after we lost the last election. The country’s fucked, the Labour Party is fucked, we’re all pretty fucked. Might as well focus on not actually getting too fucked, right?

Well. It turns out that actually, staying silent when the Tories are fucking everything to death is really, really difficult. What absolutely kills me off about the present shower of Tory shit, from their handling of Covid to their denial of food for hungry kids, is the surprise on people’s faces when they realise how staggeringly incompetent the Tories are.

THEY’RE THE FUCKING TORIES. WHAT DID YOU EXPECT?

Red wall Tory voters in particular. “I want mah Bwexit!” they cried as they put their X in the Tory box. “Get Bwexit done, Jeremy Corbyn is a terrorist/communist/racist (fucking lol) /insert tabloid epithet here!”

Even if any of that was true, old Corbs still wouldn’t have voted to withhold food from hungry children. He wouldn’t have screwed Manchester over for the sake of a piffling five million quid. And he wouldn’t have bunged hundreds of billions of pounds to private companies for a load of Covid programmes that don’t fucking work.

There’s a reason we had a red wall. It was to keep the bastard Tories out. The astonishment on the faces of northern Tory voters when they realise that actually, Boris might not be a man of the people, he might be an incompetent fuckwit, he might be perfectly happy to starve children… Well, it’s a thing of beauty. You get what you vote for unfortunately, and you fucking idiots can reap what you sow.

I mean, what have they done since they won their majority? They’ve:

Made it legal for government agents to rape, torture and kill with impunity.

Presided over the worst Covid response in Northern Europe.

Voted to deny hungry children some food.

Funneled literally billions to their mates in private enterprise for practically zero return.

Fucked up the Brexit negotiations so no-deal is pretty much guaranteed. Apparently “oven-ready” means “thrown into a fucking bonfire.”

Committed to breaking international law “in a limited and specific way.” If I limit myself to specifically mailing dogshit to only Tory MPs, is that acceptable?

And so much more besides. We’ve got four more years of this, and believe me, you ain’t seen nothing yet. With an 80-seat majority, and once we’re totally out of the EU, there’s nothing to stop them passing legislation that says kids have to start work at 12 years old. There’s nothing to stop them forcing the unemployed into unpaid labour. And there’s nothing to stop them from designating the disabled as Lebensunwertes
leben, should they so choose.

Extreme examples to be sure, but they’ve already shown their utter contempt for the North, the poor, the disabled, the vulnerable and the simply unfortunate. And the point must be made again and again, there is nothing to stop them. Labour can’t stop them in parliament, even if Sir bloody Starmer wasn’t pursuing a policy of approving of every move the vicious bastards make. The police won’t stop them because they’re establishment lapdogs by definition. The army? Not a fucking chance. The monarchy? Nah. And the people themselves? Fucking dream on. Not only did they vote en masse for this fuckery, many of the English still tacitly approve of such blatant, state-sanctioned cruelty.

A bollock, albeit not a left one.

If and when no-deal becomes a reality in 2021, I’d bet my left bollock that the Tories will use the ensuing economic meltdown to claim A.) We’re all in this together, B.) We must all tighten our belts, and C.) Embark upon a policy programme that causes untold suffering, hardship and misery for everyone in the lowest 50% of the economy. “The country is broke,” they’ll cry, whilst funneling wealth to private, Tory-owned companies. “There’s no magic money tree,” they’ll claim, as they rip the fucking thing up by the roots and deposit it in a Virgin Islands account. “We’re cracking down on benefit scum and migrant filth who are taking all our money,” they’ll say, as they gorge themselves on subsidised a la carte and submit expenses claims for everything from council tax to TV licenses.

So what’s to be done about it? Well, fuck all really in the grand scheme of things. We’re stuck with the cunts for at least the next four years, assuming they even let us have another election. But there is a glimmer of hope.

Absolute lad. Shit team though.

The public response to their callous disregard for hungry children has been nothing short of amazing. Marcus Rashford is a role model all of us should aspire to. Andy Burnham as well, taking a stand against Westminster bastardry on behalf of the people he represents. (You can sneer about his New Labour heritage all you want but the man went all out for his people and for that he is to be applauded.) Community resistance is the only hope we have. I’m not talking about protest marches and waving placards. You can march down Whitehall all you want, and they’ll look out of their windows and laugh themselves sick. But communities coming together to feed their vulnerable children. To create public spaces where everyone can grow fruit and veg. To have community funded cookery courses, to help parents on a budget get the most out of their money. Co-ordinated action like non-payment of certain taxes in protest of government policy. Things like the above are what will get us through this, and things like that will send this government into spasms of apoplectic rage as the individualism that Thatcher poisoned our nation with is shown to sputter and die before their very eyes.

And those poisonous members of our communities? The scum who infest every local FB page, commenting racist shit, or blaming poor kids for being poor, or supporting yet more Tory atrocity? What to do about them? Shun them. Ignore their comments. Ignore them in the street. I don’t give a fuck if it’s your mum or your brother or your favourite aunt. They’re the fuckers who voted for this, they’re the fuckers who enabled it and they’re the fuckers who, if there is any justice in the world, should suffer the most. “You shouldn’t let politics spoil relationships,” is what they say. Sorry, but if your politics lead to children going hungry and you’re proud of that, I don’t want any kind of relationship with you. You’re scum and you shall be treated as such.

As I said, it’s a glimmer of hope, only a glimmer. They are frigging legion, but we’ve got to start somewhere and the past week has shown that the will is there, and Britain is not yet entirely beyond redemption.