*cough**cough**sneeze*

I have an excuse for not updating!

In all seriousness, I am slightly concerned at how many rainforests have been cut down because of me.

Yeah, I’m ill again. I’ve been coughing, not unlike a car backfiring, for the past few weeks. If the amount of snot I am currently blowing out of my nose onto a tissue can be described as having a good time, then this illness has been fun. Not only have I felt like if I sat down for more than 2 minutes that I would fall asleep at work, I have developed a deep, gravelly voice that is not unlike Johnny Cash doing a ‘I’m a laaaaaaady’ impression. Supposedly sounding like this sounds sexy and alluring. To all of the blokes out there, it does not sound sexy and alluring to wheeze like I have been doing.

Johnny Cash: in my personal top 10 of 'guys who must have made awesome grandparents'

I have also given this bug to my Mum, and am still coughing so badly that I have had one person remark that they think I am suffering from a throat infection. I hope that is the case, as I also can’t hear through my left ear very well. I hate to be a hypochondriac, but from what I gather, burst ear-drums would elevate my virus to a whole new level of yuck.

I hope no-one was eating while I talked about this.

Anyhow, I guess I will use this as my ubiquitous ‘talking about the General Election blog. I would love to be insightful on the election at the moment, but currently I’m relying on the Times newspaper (which is not the best for political analysis if it is anything different from the Murdoch way of thinking, and is currently so far up the tory’s backside it is cleaning their teeth), and watching the news with the sound turned off/far too low at work. I’ve missed all political debates because of hospital radio.

There is also the fact that I have already made my mind as to who I want to vote for, and so I have actually bothered to research and don’t need the current electiongasm that the media is having. Right now, as I type this, I am on holiday in the deep countryside (as in, it is so quiet that there no cars or even planes flying overhead), and am trying to unplug myself slightly from the internet so I can get my head together. 24 hour news tends to grate after a time, so I don’t watch it too often. I’m relying on radio 4 for any news I don’t know.

I’ll get my thoughts together coherently and blog about it soon, but all I can think is that David Cameron is obviously very scared of Nick Clegg, as Cameron has been whipped in all of the political debates (from what little I heard). Clegg also appears to have been part of a debating society at one time, as I read the transcripts of what he said, and he wiped the floor with Cameron and Brown.The Lib Dems have done well out of letting the activists speak for themselves on the internet, and have embraced the internet for what it is. Also, the My David Cameron website is to the Conservative Party, what Yes, Minister is to the House of Commons.

I will admit now, that I’m idealistically left-wing. I may not know the words to Red Flag, but I believe in a level playing field for all. I am proud that I live in a country where no-one worries about the cost of being sick (when my gran spent 6 months in hospital, no-one in my family ever had to think about how she would pay for it-it was all there at her point of need). While I can hardly call the history of my country fair (workhouse legislation, and people who suffered under Empire may have something to say about that), I am proud at the tolerance in the history of my nation. We have never had segregation, and (usually) the person comes first before anything else (such as race, sexuality, etc). However, I know that I am idealistic, and that the world isn’t fair. However, I don’t quite trust Cameron to not cut the hell out of education.

Currently, I’m watching the Panorama Show on iplayer about the young unemployed, and it’s making me all upset again about being unemployed, despite it being almost 3 months since that last happened to me. I don’t like the idea of being this bitter about something, and I’m trying to put my resentment to good use. One of my good friends is experiencing the dole for the first time, and I want to help in any way I can.