Fuck! I was trying to write a poem about how I have felt over the last week or two, but that just ain’t coming to fruition at all. So it’s the basic rant and roll of wordplay for me this time. Easter, I mean c’mon, how many chocolate eggs, toys, presents, clothes and other such shite did you get your kids? No, I’m NOT a grump (well not today) but when I see the myriad of photos on social media divulging the constant pander to the ‘entitled’ generation it makes me weep for the future.
Easter is about religion, it’s about faith, it’s about sacrifice, not friggin piles of obese inducing orbs of self indulgent regret the next morning. Look at your offspring, seriously look at them. If you’ve found yourself spending half your wages on crap for them at this time of year, ask yourself why? Ask yourself who you are really making happy? Yourself? Your kids or the purveyors of propaganda based on the public potential to make others rich while the future generation turn to the disintegrating NHS and the government hand out system because ‘they want it’
Wow! That was a rant and a half wasn’t it? I apologise if you have over indulged in trying to keep your children happy at this joyous time in the calendar, no I don’t. Stop feeding them chocolate for fuck sake, and maybe try buying a pair of training shoes to actually train in, not ponce around the town centre looking, for all intense and purposes, like rejects from an ‘N,dubs video shoot! Yes I’m grumpy, I’m grumpy because consumerism is eating up our values and regurgitating jelly bellied asthmatic halfwits who have a worse moral compass than a North Korean dictator!