Martin Luther King, "I Had A Dream".
Of course not. I am such a tiny little, probably ineffectual blogger. Look at the theatre of this medium. Dale, Staines, OH, Obnoxio and Queen of them all, Subrosa. She who blesses my little shack with a gentle presence. There is a new and earnest friend, Jim Baxter. Behind his issues and problems, beats a true but sad heart. Then there is my Startled Leafletter. A youngster who holds the butterfly of old England in his hand. I must also mention the few but unpleasant visitors. They who call me traitor, they who mock my passion not to sacrifice lives to the vanity of fools and socialists. I think my need is to task our Labour Government with questions as to their vanity and ignorance, be understood. I hope my fervour to expose their selfish greed and hubris is required. I pray this Government and it's oh so blind sycophants will have a pin prick of Oldrighties blog momentarily felt. I don't hate them, though I should. I just despair of their inability to see. My prayer is that the Internet and all you bloggers out there will persevere, as long as we are allowed to do so, to strive for a ridicule, at our own expense, of all who seek power for their own importance and need to be seen as special or different.
To be catapaulted into fame and wealth is a minuscule capability. To be caring of your own nurture and that of the world you inhabit, is the real test of your worth. To not vote, care or just shrug, that is the failure. It is one this Government and Labour have so successfully exploited. My 300th post. It means so little but for me it means a lot. Thank you for being around.
Labour, just go away and leave the real world alone to get better.