A soupçon of hope

I am feeling pretty hopeful right now. This is despite the fact that it is pouring with rain and my kitchen roof is leaking, it is half term, the children have eaten everything in the house, and I have been up all night with hot flushes.

It feels to me, you see, like the tide is turning. I say this, because unless you live in a cupboard you will know that the Irish people voted by a decent majority to repeal the eighth a few days ago. If you read my last post, you will know why I am so pleased.  I note that the majority of voters were women, and that the largest proportion of those were young women who were not buying into the absolute clap trap peddled by the media, and this makes me very hopeful for the future.

It’s novel to feel like this, because quite honestly I have been feeling quite mournful about pretty much everything, ever since the Brexit referendum.

Don’t get me wrong. There is still a whole pile of things to be miserable about and I’m sure I’ll get round to them later, but for now, I’m allowing myself a half term holiday of cheerfulness.

This little store of optimism has been buoyed up by other events in recent days. None of them as monumental as Ireland showing everyone how to live their best lives, but still rather splendid.

Tommy Robinson has gone to jail for being a naughty boy (and a massive, fascist bellend)

Roseanne Barr has had her T.V. show cancelled for being a naughty girl (and a massive, fascist bellend)

Through these stories I found out that Katie Hopkins, who I blocked on Twitter for sucking oxygen out of my life, got the sack from LBC last year for being a naughty girl (and a massive, fascist bellend) and even though I am late to the party, it made me really happy and I’m counting it as a win for my side.

And then Richard Madeley, he of the shoplifting, Ali G impersonating and being Judy’s husband, went and kicked Gavin Williamson’s arse on a live television interview for dodging questions. It was genius.

So, let us be of good cheer.

For a bit.



One response to “A soupçon of hope

  1. Well, well, well said Katie.
    There *are* reasons to be somewhat cheerful. What the heck, you’ve listed really good ones.

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