A dark day for teesside

A dark day for Teesside, but just another day in the world, while 1600 men and women loose their jobs, this church of people simply looks the other way.
The men who venture to the bookmakers, they have seen it all before, a great tip for the 16.40 at Aintree.
When will solidarity come about? What will it take for the people to begin to wake up from the slumber imposed upon them by the capitalist system, the current inequalities of society? Yes the banks, oh how I forget the banks, they drift to the back of my mind, how pleasant. But wait what’s that. It’s a memory creeping in; yes the banks, the places that run the capitalist system, the economics of Friedman.
Yes the banks.
But no the memory has faded, instead the working class are in my mind, those who have lost there jobs, those lives that are about to change, some will get by some will find work quickly, but others will turn generation after generation of the idle class, a class society creates.
What are words compared with real life?
Absolutely pointless without action, what action can be taken, if the workers strike then it just shows the bourgeois that they need to re invest in a non striking country, one where the peasants are still peasants?
All we have is each other, that is the start of solidarity, then we look around and see what we need. Did this government step in to help the banks?
What of the working class, what of us? When are we gonna step in and help ourselves.
Words are for myself, I will live my life accordingly, lead by example, if its anarchy that is the way forward then that is how I shall live, if it turns out I was wrong then I can change, I am an open mind, I will not close up to one system, the old one has failed time and time again, but yet wars still go on in the name of business contracts, the media still pursue false idea’s they feed them to us. The television is still turned on. The lives of the middle class are still approaching a large explosion but they won’t brake just yet, just in case there is a chance of someone steering the ship.
Sorry to tell you folks of the world but this ship is heading straight into Neptune’s dark cave where only the brave and individual can escape and even then they must go through hell to emerge in tact. If you can go to hell and walk around then listen to the wisdom of the voices in such a place, tell the angels you know of your wisdom, explain to them what hell means, create a marriage. Then see if you can give birth to some spirit of humanity, something that can lift these people. Do it in yourself, but don’t force it on anyone, only pass on to those that inquire, an angel will soon inquire about hell, they suffer from human curiosity. But they are just words, pointless poetry about things that don’t exist in the material world. The real world is full of people who suffer from the human condition, the ones with and the ones without who want to be with.
For those who are born with, ask of me what I would do and I will say give it away, use my influence to change things, but cause I am without then I could be masking my ego to gain something for myself.
How can I help a fellow worker?
The same way you can, by acknowledging that the old way just doesn’t work, but not with words, but with action.
Go back to your life, forget all you know, live in ignorance, and get your botox done. Then keep your head down until you are dragged into the light by the angry mob that is building up inside our collective conscious.