I’ve taken this long to comment upon the election because I’ve just gotten up off the floor from that baseball bat in the nads of an exit poll. That exit poll moment felt akin to finally flinging the door open to a long anticipated sexual encounter only to find a serial rapist waiting for me wearing a Michael Gove mask and a strap on.
Any devastation felt from a virtual annihilation of the “left” in Westminster was soon tempered by an election result that can only be described as a wet dream for anybody whose aspirations are for an autonomous North of England.
There will most likely never be another election that greater highlights the tricolour land that we live in with a blue Tory South, a red Labour North and a yellow “Nationalist” Scotland. The Scots are now virtually in open revolt following the perpetual grinding existence of living…
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