Fuel For A Rage Machine

Let me just get this out there. I am in a BAD FUCKING MOOD today.

It has been coming a while I think, and now it has arrived in such epic proportions that even Plan B and cake has failed to soothe the savage beast.

So what has caused it. I can tell you, but it is likely to offend someone somewhere so don't say I didn't warn you. There is going to be a LOT of bad language.

I have discovered that while I was freezing my fucking tits off on a picket line last monday that a rep, one who has been a rep for a very long fucking time, represents Black members and has aspirations to national union positions refused to take part in the Industrial Action because he didn't see what the dispute had to do with him. (name removed to protect me, not him) you are a fucking disgrace. Stand down now.

My union magazine has arrived on my doorstep this morning. The President's column is that derogatory towards reps and members that I nearly physically threw my fucking bag through a window. If you want to see blatant electioneering and a study in missing the point, click here.

Those of you who have been aware of me for more than five minutes will be aware that I have a mild Twitter addiction. This has been compulsive due to the trolling behaviour I have witnessed from a trade union rep who  believes that some cuts are necessary and that the third sector can deliver public services better than the public sector. Seriously, this attention seeking fuckwitted cunt is getting on my last nerve and the only reason I haven't blocked her is because she reminds me of how far we still have to go and why we still have to fight.

I have members who are under threat of privatisation who are asking me why they should take industrial action.

I have a government who is looking to shaft me in every way they possibly can. If I lose my job I will become one of the undeserving poor, you know, those scroungers who are spending YOUR MONEY! I work full fucking time and I am already one of the undeserving poor.

I have a Labour Leadership who just don't fucking get it that while they are cosying up to the cunts in Parliament that they are disenfranchising the very people they rely on for money and votes.

Something I was really looking forward to now isn't going to happen for the best possible reason which doesn't make it any fucking easier.

And I haven't been laid in a very, VERY long time.

So, if you don't get why collective action is important, if you even want to try to justify a single cut to me, if you want to fuck me over or denigrate what I do, my advice to you is stay the fuck out of my way. I am not in the fucking mood for you and will not be held responsible for my actions.

Fuck it. I'm gonna go get drunk in the bath.