There are a few things that life has taught me. I say a few because I have not lived long enough to have learnt it all.
One of those lessons is that idealism and politics don’t ever mix. This lesson gets more and more prevalent, and sickening, with each passing day.
Another lesson is that politicians will always manipulate and connive their political environment - it is a power game after all. The longer one stays in power, the more money one makes and the more proficient one becomes at the game.
And to boot, all politicians have agendas; and spin doctors. As the old axiom states – ours is to do or die. To question is irreverent and inconsequential and such actions will very seldom prove anything, except maybe to raise the bile and blood pressure. Both conditions are unhealthy and not conducive to a long life.
Having said that, given the political toxicity of our world, nothing surprises me anymore. Yes, we all can jot down our opinions and emotive feelings but in the end, our jottings will remain just that; opinions.
Are we not responsible for the state of affairs? Did we, the people, not give power to the government(s) to look after our welfare and security? Do we not keep giving them more power when we continually call on them to sort out our messes? Is it not a fact that irrespective of how noble the person is that one elects to a given position, if the job title is to chop-heads, then chop-heads they will?
But hey, I’m only an insignificant blogger whose scribblings are read by a small minority of a specific demographics of the population.