Another question someone asked me:
"Will New Labour succeed and legislate us until we're the perfect society?"
No; they could only succeed in legislating us into Nineteen Eighty Four.
That doesn't stop them from trying. In their hubris, they really believe they're doing what they're doing for our own good.
They say, on one hand, that we're a good society at heart, but that we're all falling by the wayside and need guidance. On the othe rhand, they distrust us all so much, they're willing to turn the whole country into an armed camp, with the police aiming their guns and speed cameras directly at the citizens they have sworn to protect.
Hubris. It's all hubris. And the joke is, all of the parties are exactly the same. It's because we don't elect the morons in the Home Office who are behind all of this progressive bureaucratic strangulation of the rights of British Man. Come rain or whine, Tory or Tiny Blur, it's the same mandarins, year in, year out, who sit in their Ivory Tower, and plan for the day when the trains will, once again, run on time, and everyone will be happy.
Even if we all have to have the muzzle of a shotgun in the small of our backs to remind us of how happy we are supposed to be.
This is, in the words of the asker, "One of the best answers I've ever read here".
"Will New Labour succeed and legislate us until we're the perfect society?"
No; they could only succeed in legislating us into Nineteen Eighty Four.
That doesn't stop them from trying. In their hubris, they really believe they're doing what they're doing for our own good.
They say, on one hand, that we're a good society at heart, but that we're all falling by the wayside and need guidance. On the othe rhand, they distrust us all so much, they're willing to turn the whole country into an armed camp, with the police aiming their guns and speed cameras directly at the citizens they have sworn to protect.
Hubris. It's all hubris. And the joke is, all of the parties are exactly the same. It's because we don't elect the morons in the Home Office who are behind all of this progressive bureaucratic strangulation of the rights of British Man. Come rain or whine, Tory or Tiny Blur, it's the same mandarins, year in, year out, who sit in their Ivory Tower, and plan for the day when the trains will, once again, run on time, and everyone will be happy.
Even if we all have to have the muzzle of a shotgun in the small of our backs to remind us of how happy we are supposed to be.
This is, in the words of the asker, "One of the best answers I've ever read here".