The Importance of Being Idle

Revolution!

I remember when I first did the deliveries in King's Lynn I was assured that it was just the occasional Monday and it wouldn't become a regular thing. This week it finally just gave in and became a regular thing; I did every day EXCEPT the easy Monday! This morning I got up at just after 3.30am so I had time to have a shave and get myself together in time to go; even then it was a close run thing and by the time I left the depot I was already running late. It was a heavy day with a lot to do, but I was finished by one and after a bit of mucking about getting vans into their appropriate places for the week I'm on hols I was home by half two. Then I slept. I had some lunch, had a bath, slept in the bath (and dropped my book in the bath, so Fulgrim is now very wet) and then slept some more. It's been a tiring week.
On the plus side, I am now on holiday for a week! Woohoo!
Actually I am pretty fucked off about something; remember last week I worked six days and some sixty odd hours to make sure that I earned a decent wage for the holiday week? Well I did get to take home a little bit more, but not as much as I'd have liked. Damn me but the government, our pissy little interfering, big brother is always watching, mummy knows best nanny state wankering government took 25% of it in tax. 25%! And they wonder why we hate them. God knows there's a lot I'm really starting to hate about this country, and I know tax is a fact of life, but come ON! It's not like I'm a high earner, a company director or anything, I just work as a van driver, barely above minimum wage and I work every hour I can get my hands on just to keep my head above water, yet I'm getting fucked up the ass and HARD.
So yeah, I'm a bit annoyed about that. It's funny, 'cos I've always tended to the left wing, and believed in the welfare state, that the government should take care of us when we fail or when life fails us, but what we have in this country now... it's not a Labour government. The gap between the rich and the poor is wider than it's ever been, there's civil dissent everywhere, and more and MORE AND MORE rules and regulations covering every single aspect of our lives (example from the news today; a painter and decorator was given a fine of £30 for smoking in his own van whilst running an errand for his wife; I ask you, where exactly is the crime here? Where? Seriously, show me, I'm interested). I mean, really, what gives the government the right? We, as citizens (or more correctly in this country, subjects) don't live and work for them, those fuckers work for us and yet somehow they seem to have forgotten that! And I don't want to be surveilled every where I go, I don't want to be on fucking CCTV, I don't want my emails and web usage monitored and recorded, my phone calls stored, and this is the country that we're living in! Why? Because we might be terrorists. Well I'll give you a heads up shall I? You continue to erode our civil liberties like this, and you'll get your fuckin' terrorists, you'll get a bloody revolution!
And we're back again, at the familiar call for revolution. It'll never happen, this country is too fucking apathetic, too busy watching Eastenders and Big Brother and getting wankered at the weekends, but how I wish we could wake them up, get the people to see and care about this country, their lives, and wipe the slate clean and start again.
So yeah, tax kinda made me mad.

posted by BadMonkey @ 9:04 PM