This is all word vomit, so forgive me.
I really don’t give a shit about paying taxes. I don’t. If I get decent, efficient services back from my taxes, I couldn’t care less about them taking the money off me. My problem is that I don’t feel confident that this Government takes my tax money and uses it efficiently. So when George Osborne stands in the Commons and says people don’t want the state to spend more, I don’t believe him. Of course, this is only based on my views but I truly don’t mind state-spending (typical lefty) my money if I think it’s channelled in the right direction, which is open to definition depending on your political persuasion.
Problems I have:
- Rent. Private landlords in London are making a mint from people like me. I support a rent cap but fuck all will be done about it whilst everyone’s favourite clown, Boris Johnson, stays in power.
- Affordable housing. I’d love to own my own flat or house eventually, though I doubt in my lifetime this will happen for me. Not in London anyway. Unless I come into a big lottery win, also unlikely. The construction industry is on its arse in Britain, yet whenever I see housing estates and flats being built, they are simply not affordable for first-time buyers like me. Something needs to be done.
- Prices and incomes. I work in the public sector and Osborne has just announced my pay increase will again be capped to 1% until at least 2016. I understand in these tough times that we all have to take a hit. I wouldn’t care so much if the combined hit of rent + prices/inflation didn’t have such a profound effect on my income and expenditure.
- Democracy. It’s a joke in this country. You wouldn’t think Prime Minister’s Questions is a serious tool of government accountability with this bunch of jeering schoolkids. Actually that’s an insult to schoolkids who would probably behave better than this lot (on all sides of the Chamber). How are we expected to take politics and our own political system seriously when the best they can do is yell and beat their chests? The Deputy Speaker had to stop the Budget reading TWICE to calm down MPs. It doesn’t help encourage people to participate in this system, especially at a time when many citizens already feel disengaged from the processes and decisions that affect them.
- Transport costs. I have had a YP railcard since I was 18 and have saved a shitload of money on travel with it. But when I turn 26, my eligibility will be gone. Fair enough. At 26, there is an expectation that you don’t need a subsidy for your travel if, as expected, you are in full-time employment. My fare will go from £51 return to £77 without my railcard (approximately). Again, I wouldn’t care so much if I felt I got a decent service. I have perhaps not suffered as much as people on the East Coast do. The problems there are well noted. But on Monday afternoon, I caught the 14:10 Glasgow to Euston service from Wigan, which should’ve arrived in London at 16:12. Thanks to overhead line problems and a deluge of fuck ups at Euston, we arrived into Euston at 17:12. This is the tip of travel-chaos iceberg. This single experience is nothing compared to the stories I’ve heard.
This is all I can think of for now, but that’s probably enough. I’m angry and cynical.