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I lost my job, my car and my house
When ten thousand miles away some guy clicked on a mouse
He didn’t know me, we never spoke
He didn’t ask my opinion or canvas for my vote
I guess it’s true, nobody cares
'Til those petrol bombs come spinning through the air
Gotta find a way to hold them to account
Before they find a way to snuff our voices out
– Billy Bragg, NPWA
Never heard that before. Thanks. A more modern “Sixteen Tons.”
That is the old way to vote. Voting and having orderly hand offs of power is the new way, dragging people out of their estates and hanging them upside down from lamp posts is the old way.
What’s old is new again
Yes!
