Bobbing around in life's oceans in a rudderless boat, no direction or leadership from anyone to warrant your vote.
General life is now so corrosive with far to many self opinionated views , general elections are not that far away confusion as to who you will choose.
The once respected BBC is now basically a joke, one directive and narrative without objective discussions only supporting the woke.
Energy companies and financial institutions bleeding the country dry, hungry families with downward looking faces there is no rainbows in there sky.
So is there a happy horizon at the end of this miserable tale , i am not overly confident we will have to grin and bare it for now.
D-P-W 14-03-2023.
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