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Tanka Project #41: Truth

Fake news infuriates me. I can understand a foreign power wanting to destabilise a nation with lies, but I cannot understand the people in power in that nation lying to the people who have elected them, whom they want the votes of in future.

That slogan on the bus for Brexit? People believed it, and voted accordingly. And Boris Johnson keeps on telling the same lie again and again despite it being shown to be a lie.

My father in law tells me that politicians lie - that is what we should expect of them.

It is not what I expect.

I expect politicians to tell the truth about what their intentions are and then to do their best to represent the people in their constituencies while following the basic ideas of their intentions. Sometimes changes will have to be made and that's fine, but to lie just to get power, that's despicable, and no one who does such a thing should be allowed to keep their office.

There aren't just lies about the NHS millions though, there are so many lies which are used to divide us, to turn us against other people who weren't born here but need help to get here, to turn us against people who live here and are struggling because of unemployement or health. All these lies about swarms of refugees and scroungers. It's despicable and it needs to stop. It's partly politicians, but the media have been complicit, have even led some of it.

Tories, the door is just over there. 







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