Why I Won't Be Voting: A Personal Stand Against a False Democracy.

As the nation gears up for another round of elections, I find myself increasingly disillusioned with the entire process. Today, I am making the conscious decision not to vote. For some, this might seem like an abdication of civic duty, but for me, it is a protest against a political system that feels more like an illusion than a democracy.

Labour and Tory: Two Sides of the Same Coin.

In the grand theatre of British politics, the main actors are the Labour Party and the Conservative Party (Tories). To many, these parties offer distinct visions for the country's future. However, when you peel back the layers of rhetoric and campaign promises, a stark reality emerges: both parties ultimately serve the same master. They are, in essence, the two buttocks of The King.

This metaphor may sound crude, but it accurately captures the essence of our political landscape. No matter who is in power, Labour or Tory, the fundamental structures of power remain unchanged. These parties, despite their ideological differences, are deeply entrenched in a system designed to uphold the status quo. They play their roles, but the script remains the same.

The Monarchy's Shadow.

At the heart of this disillusionment is the realization that we do not live in a true democracy. Our system is, in fact, a monarchy. The Monarchy is not just a ceremonial relic of the past but a living institution that represents continuity and tradition in British society. While the King doesn't officially interfere in the daily workings of government, the existence of the monarchy casts a long shadow over our political system.

The monarchy symbolizes an entrenched hierarchy and a concentration of power that contradicts the very essence of democracy. Our elections, then, are not about choosing leaders who will bring about real change but rather about selecting which "slave master" will carry out the bidding of “Plantation Owner”. This realization makes the act of voting feel like participating in a charade designed to give us the illusion of choice.

A Personal Stand.

By choosing not to vote, I am taking a stand against this false democracy. This decision is not about apathy or disengagement; it is about refusing to legitimize a system that perpetuates inequality and masks true power dynamics. It is a call for a deeper reflection on the nature of our political system and a demand for a genuine shift towards a more egalitarian and transparent form of governance.

In a true democracy, power flows from the people and is exercised in their interest. However, in our current system, power remains concentrated at the top, and elections serve as a mechanism to maintain this structure. By not voting, I am rejecting the notion that a mere change of faces at the helm can address the fundamental issues at the heart of our society.

A Call to Others.

I do not urge others to abstain from voting lightly. Each person must make their own decision based on their beliefs and values. However, I do encourage everyone to look beyond the surface and critically examine the structures of power that shape our political system. Engage in conversations about what true democracy looks like and explore ways to bring about meaningful change.

In conclusion, my decision not to vote is a protest against a system that I believe fails to represent the true interests of the people. It is a stand against the illusion of choice and a call for a more authentic and equitable form of governance. Until we achieve a system where power truly resides with the people, I will continue to question the validity of our so-called democracy.

**The Two Buttocks of The King**

*(Verse 1)*
They tell us we’ve got a choice, in the grand parade,
But all I see are shadows, in a game they’ve played.
Labour, Tory, just names, in a power scheme,
Two buttocks of The King, in this twisted dream.

*(Chorus)*
We don't live in a democracy, it’s a monarchy’s sting,
Just choosing which slave master, to serve The King.
Illusions of freedom, but the truth it brings,
We’re just pawns in a show, under The King's wings.

*(Verse 2)*
The Queen's smile is a veil, for the power they wield,
In the corridors of power, true change is sealed.
They whisper of progress, but it’s all a lie,
The same hands pull the strings, under the sky.

*(Chorus)*
We don't live in a democracy, it’s a monarchy’s sting,
Just choosing which slave master, to serve The King.
Illusions of freedom, but the truth it brings,
We’re just pawns in a show, under The King's wings.

*(Bridge)*
I won't play their game, no I won’t cast my vote,
In this sea of deceit, I refuse to float.
We need a revolution, not just in name,
For a true democracy, to light the flame.

*(Chorus)*
We don't live in a democracy, it’s a monarchy’s sting,
Just choosing which slave master, to serve The King.
Illusions of freedom, but the truth it brings,
We’re just pawns in a show, under The King's wings.

*(Outro)*
Two buttocks of The King, that’s all they are,
In this land of shadows, we’ve strayed so far.
I dream of a day, when power’s truly ours,
Beyond the monarchy’s grasp, under brighter stars.