C'est Misérable

 

We watched Les Mis' the other night.

It was okay. I still prefer the French one with Gerard Depardieu. 

The new one isn't bad.. It's just.. I dunno..

Jean Valjean ticked me off a bit. 

I'm not sure what it was about him.

It wasn't his name. I went to school with a Patrick Fitzpatrick. I'm not in the slight bothered with matching first name/sir names. 

It wasn't that he went from being destitute to being the reasonably wealthy mayor within eight years with out telling me how he did it. I was happy for him. Really.

I just can't quite pinpoint what it was. I think I'm going to blame Hugh Jackman.

David seemed to enjoy it though.

Another election year

So I've mostly considered my self a sort of "inbetweener" kind of voter.
I'm not one of those tree- huggin'-click-like-to-show-your-respect bleeding heart kinds, but neither am I one of those southern-cross-tattooed-fuck-off-we're-full types either.
I'm like a lot of Australians and I'm all about a fair go.

I don't know if you've noticed, but our two party system of government isn't really two parties. It's more like one party split into two sections;

Self serving conservatives

& Conflicted hypocrites 

Our Labor party has become our old Liberal Party and our Liberal/National Party has become a bunch of crazy arsehats. And then there's this guy:

Who - as scary as it sounds - feels like - despite his disgusting views on the LGBT community - he is actually one of the last ones left who really does get out there and represent the people who voted for him.

It's just a shame that the top of Queensland is filled with rednecks.

2013 is another election year.

I don't want to make it another year of sitting back and complaining that I don't have anyone to vote for.
Sure, last time I certainly knew who not to vote for, and sure, last time I got all hyped up about the prospect of a fellow ginger lady running the country -  to the point where I ignored the things that I really didn't like about her and drew pictures of us being BFFs.
I'm also pretty sure I wasn't the only one up, pointing at the screen, screaming "fuck yeah!" during the deservingly famous "Misogyny Speech."
But my fellow ginger lady has screwed me over.
From the dumping of single parents on to new start before their child is old enough to take care of them self, to the allowing of the mining companies to design their own tax, to the most recent vile decision - continuing to allow religious run institutions (charities, schools, aged care facilities, etc) discriminate against workers whose personal lives do not fit into their archaic vision of how. things. should. be.

This year I'm going to get a little louder.
I think, if you give a care, you should get a little louder too.

Let's do more than talk about it.