Heading For Home.
I like many others I suspect am reaching the point when I just wish all elections were behind us and we return to some kind of reality. Where we here about a bit more than the same old promises being churned out day after day with just a little change in the slant.
My paper bin is filling rapidly with election leaflets many unread because i have already had three exactly the same before.
On the other side of this I am often disturbed when I hear people being interviewed on the street and they tell the interviewer they are just not at all interested in politicians. Yesterday I heard a couple proudly boasting that at the age of seventy they had never ever cast a vote. There is nothing worse than a totally closed mind. The politicians love people like them because they do not have to make any promises to them.
I remember my own youth and my dear father who made sure that I was politically aware. He was not interested in the fact that I supported a different party than he did, he was just happy that I did.
Life is not about burying our head in the sand. Nor it is about thinking only for ourselves. Let me share with you a little thought about life.