“We are broken. We are the United Kingdom by name and the divided kingdom by nature. We…”
What a joke! Our political leader was a Cambridge graduate with money and a paid for rage. I actually think the military jacket he’s wearing is Burberry.
“This isn’t action. It’s posturing” I sniggered. The whole room fell silent. I hadn’t planned to verbalize my plans to this crowd but I’d had enough of our designer dictator. I swallowed hard and remembered what my dad taught me. Better a villain than a victim son…
“We are a divided nation. Heck, we’re a divided room! You want to pose and point a finger. I want to act and create a fist. I’ve been a victim of the state since birth and its time the state burned… and I mean that literally people. I think this November 5th we should remember, remember some old plots”