GetUp, Democracy & The King with No Clothes

GetUp, Democracy & The King with No Clothes

His Disgrace, our King, is really ramping up his neo-battle against democratic action. It always happens this way defend free speech by prosecuting it. As His Disgrace has said before, ‘his opinion is worth more than ours’ … he’s King. Typical fascist ideology. So what is it that the King says is so immoral or is it sinful about this organisation of kids interested in their futures?

“Afraid of being challenged or held to account on having no policy on climate change and the lack of support for raising Newstart he is trying to shut down democratic participation, slurring the name of everyday people participating in our politics,” Mr Oosting said, “Politics belongs to everyone.”

Yes, very true, and Democracy is assured by the people not a government. Them’s fighting words from Mr Oosting, though I doubt there’s quite enough punch in them to get out of the wet paper bag that the King likes to call ‘responsibility for his people’. The King says that GetUp’s a political party, that its a ‘wolf dressed up in wolf’s clothing – kinda makes alot of sense to me .. that a wolf would wear wolfs clothing, don’t it? Shows a bit more honesty and integrity too. At least, if we compare it to the King and his Merry Men all dressed up in their stolen Armani and pretending to look after our interests for the good of the future of our little kids.

However, on this political party thing, I don’t think I’d call GetUp a political party they’re more a social conscience movement .. perhaps a social justice movement.

With our parliament’s corruption of Democracy and its acquiesce in the denial of our basic human, civil and democratic rights its far better not to become a political party .. look what happened to the Greens. In this day and age far more power for good – equity and justice and compassion – can be wielded outside of serve yourself party’s. Unless one wants to get all mixed up in the chase for a bigger slice of the public’s cash and the fumbling around interminably over definitions that the public not only already know but are quite happy with already.

Just take the obfuscation we get from our supposed representatives – from all parties – when we ask questions. Why can’t we examine these MPs for corruption? Why do they call a mandate something that isn’t a mandate? Why don’t they debate draconian laws with honesty and integrity instead of allowing one of the Kings favourites just to secretly whip something up at his discretion? etc etc etc. You know, if we’re a Democracy why can’t we use democratic process … Huh?

Though, if we could get that idiot lawyer Christ Porter to hurry up and define corruption for us Aussies and we could, say, appoint our own representatives to this Political Corruption Commission, you know, from a equitable cross section of the communities that make up good old Oz instead of from the King’s private think-tank, then I reckon us down here would sort it our pretty quick. We have the technology, we could set up something online, something that was open to all 25 million of us. What d’ya reckon Paul? A bit of old fashioned Democracy. Wouldn’t be hard to get the process right and while were on about it we could sort out a Bill of Rights and a decent constitution. Cost sweet fuck all. And stop the King having to waste so much of his dosh beating about the bush chasing shadows and dressing up like a .. um, like a wolf in sheep’s clothing.

That’s the problem with this King and his Criminals, they’re so damned afraid of Democracy and so damned wrapped up in collecting cash .. and now they’re rushing about trying to close all the doors to the future before the kids grow up a bit and get out on the streets and give em a good old fashioned belting.

“Is there any point to which you would wish to draw my attention?”
“To the curious incident of the dog in the night-time.”
“The dog did nothing in the night-time.”
“That was the curious incident,” remarked Sherlock Holmes.
Arthur Conan-Doyle, ‘Silver Blaze’ from the Memoirs of Sherlock Holmes.

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