Like its my fault
you are amongst the Seventy percent
of the worlds poor and under-privileged mass
but our feral chavs can talk
after-all you're brimming with bacon butties
and full of fish and chips
while you collect welfare money and zoom to
off-licences for *****
be proud you're in the same league table of poors
as Calcutta street beggars
of those from the shantys' in S. Africa or favela
in Brazil or bridge sleepers in Gambia
they don't get welfare or have the hot chippie
or kebab shop round the corner
as for ***** they say we can't even afford food
for belly much less *****
so our western seventy per-centers fighting elites
why not give up the bacon butties
and the pub trips and the weeds and crack smack
and go spend a month in Africa
where the sun will roast you and toughened you up
and street life will learn you to hell
then come back and fight your war against the elites
cos as you are now you're just cannon fodders
with full stomach and useless idles
like all that is my fault, n'est-ce pas ?

When you put pigs in charge of Democracy
you get pigswill and muck!!
playing ***** chess
and eating bacon butties
unaware of the irony
enough said!!.....

Within the dialogues of Plato, the founding father of Greek Philosophy – Socrates – is portrayed as hugely pessimistic about the whole business of democracy. In his Book Six of The Republic, Plato describes Socrates falling into conversation with a character called Adeimantus and trying to get him to see the flaws of democracy by comparing a society to a ship. If you were heading out on a journey by sea, asks Socrates, who would you ideally want deciding who was in charge of the vessel? Just anyone or people educated in the rules and demands of seafaring? The latter of course, says Adeimantus, so why then, responds Socrates, do we keep thinking that any old person should be fit to judge who should be a ruler of a country?

Socrates’s point is that voting in an election is a skill, not a random intuition. And like any skill, it needs to be taught systematically to people. Letting the citizenry vote without an education is as irresponsible as putting them in charge of a trireme sailing to Samos in a storm. Socrates was to have first hand, catastrophic experience of the foolishness of voters.

In 399 BC, the philosopher was put on trial on ******* up charges of corrupting the youth of Athens. A jury of 500 Athenians was invited to weigh up the case and decided by a narrow margin that the philosopher was guilty. He was put to death by hemlock in a process which is, for thinking people, every bit as tragic as Jesus’s condemnation has been for Christians.

Crucially, Socrates was not elitist in the normal sense. He didn’t believe that a narrow few should only ever vote. He did, however, insist that only those who had thought about issues rationally and deeply should be let near a vote. We have forgotten this distinction between an intellectual democracy and a democracy by birthright. We have given the vote to all without connecting it to that of wisdom. And Socrates knew exactly where that would lead: to a system the Greeks feared above all, demagoguery.

The Offence finder lame conjurers are busy
blowing fantasies from their continuous back arses
in their claws puppet strings attached to something missing
say they're watching a circus quite obviously their brains' in crisis
for the only circus in town is a bunch of deluded peasants in a tizzy
truancy excess tea an bacon butties had made them brainless an crazy

Once you know the motive
the rest is hogwash
pigs grunting as pigs do
honking honking honking
they are at home in dirt
racking mud in mud baths
honking to their contents
splattering mud here and there
their long snouts poking dirt
the muslims say avoid pork
because they are unclean animals
cursed by Allah
to forever squirm and rake in mud
a life-long obsession with all that is ***** and muddy
only the unclean eat pigs for its dirt to dirt
give them their bacon butties and let them gorge on it
for nothing clean, decent, moral or rewarding comes from the unclean
hogwash from hogs, dirts from dirts, honking from honkers
Allahu Akbar

Hail us all in our vacuous cocoon
see not the chains we do not see
for in weakness grows our invisible power
as we rile and make it up as we go along
what they tell us we duly believe  
creating our drama of magicians
in our commune of rigged illusionists

Tell us no truth for we make our own
the unreal be as real as we want it to be
its always as we see and that's the draw
give us no minds to evaluate or discern
speak not of intellect or critical appraisals
in our lowlands of monkey see monkey do
good enough for our fathers good enough for us

Diluted information is power we hold
tittle tattle gossips and innuendos rocks
we hold dear our abilities in lies and falsehood
in delusions we trust as integrity means nothing
for a majority of cowards means bullying win the vote
we can make thieves saints and a man a horse
what is honour among thieves psychos and narcissists
we are but a solidarity of contemptible air head terrorists
drunk on fish and chips and bacon butties

Let's play word association
you say 'doubts'
I say 'nonsense'
you say 'confusion'
I say ' in your ignorant minds'
you say ' check'
I say 'too late, I was born ready'
you say 'nihilism'
I say 'go burn the Central Bank'
you say 'lonely'
I say 'that's a state of mind for an intellect'
you say 'war'
I say 'haha, first world problems, go travel
see the world and see people who beg money from
beggars and mothers who sell their children to live,
then come talk to me about war and revolution after
your bacon butties and cup of strong tea two sugars
You say 'control'
I say 'you have been under control from the day you
were born, as was your father and your father's father,
the joke is you appear not to be aware of this'
you say 'Royalty'
I say 'its got to be somebody, its a lottery after-all'
you say 'void'
I say 'most of you are on minimum wages, fetch carry
or on Benefits counting pennies, you're already voided
even if you haven't begun, I got off my *** and became the man you envy enough to cancel, so void at my level is a privilege.
You say 'depression'
I say 'I'm not the one hungrily and busily trying to inflect miseries
and suffering on another human being'
You say '*****'
I say 'I say 'send your washed mama, sister or aunties round and
they'll inform you or ask Lyndilou.  
and what do you say
when I say
A well rounded Princely man with all the princely attributes
wise, intelligent, charming, kind, sagacious, engaging, brave
courageous, versatile stoic, considerate, honourable and solid.
Bet you go red in the face, heart and mind....hahaha

Once you know the motive
the rest is hogwash
pigs grunting as pigs do
honking honking honking
they are at home in dirt
racking mud in mud baths
honking to their contents
splattering mud here and there
their long snouts poking dirt
the muslims say avoid pork
because they are unclean animals
cursed by Allah
to forever squirm and rake in mud
a life-long obsession with all that is ***** and muddy
only the unclean eat pigs for its dirt to dirt
give them their bacon butties and let them gorge on it
for nothing clean, decent, moral or rewarding comes from the unclean
hogwash from hogs, dirts from dirts, honking from honkers
Allahu Akbar