Saturday, May 08, 2010

When i cross my road today it's full of fat men on motorbikes.
Roaring by.
On their way back from a mass rally down the Royal Mile.
To commemorate the homecoming of a Scottish regiment, who march by soon afterwards.
They're just back from the futile Afghan war, where many of them have been wounded and killed.
As I go up to pick my paper, the street is lined with uniformed boys and girls, looking cold with collecting tins.
Its all a sad celebration of testosterone.
And sadder still to find girls among the boys in uniform: both seduced by the lure of masculinity and aggression.
Sickening, the hypocrisy of it all.
While behind closed doors, the proponents of the "new politics", of transparency and clarity in the public interest, are making secret deals to further their own ambitions.


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