Philosophy Friday

Today's photo is from this morning's Wellness Walk, part of our Natural Wonders series, this time geology. 

Now a bit of a rant warning. I've often heard it said that as we get older we're supposed to to become more right wing. "Nonsense" my half-way-to-qualified inner psychologist said.
But.
If you voted for this latest shower of Tory scumbunkulusses then stop reading now. Or hang your head.

This week I've watched a billionaire Chancellor, (someone so detached from reality that he had to bribe a Joe Normal to let him grab a photo opportunity filling a normal car) tell us he's a man of the people and he feels our pain. And then rise taxes to their highest effective level since the 1940's. Oh but he did cut fuel duty by 5p. Great. Fuel has gone up 11p here in the last three weeks. And all the while he had the audacity to imply that the war in Ukraine is somehow responsible for a situation every single economic institution has forecast for the last 6 years. And no of course we can't possibly have a windfall tax on companies making billions from assets we should actually own, that would be awful for his hedge funds  paymasters friends the country.
I'm not even going to discuss the complete and utter fkkkwittery of his boss, the chief clown, comparing lied to little englanders ticking a box to the incredible bravery of Ukrainian citizens fighting for their lives. Shameful doesn't get close.

We've seen a CEO brazenly admit to breaking the law to ruin 800 lives in the chase for profits. A year ago we were locking up citizens for going to mourn dying relatives. This clown will keep his £325k a year job and probably a bonus.

And then today I sat on a hillside and looked at this view.
C, who has been on many of our walks, someone who was once a senior nurse on the front line, who's still young enough to have a career ahead of her,  but who battles ptsd, sometimes can't leave her flat and currently has to survive on universal credit...this lovely woman told me how she thinks if she scrimps and saves she could possibly donate £1 a week to Wellness Walks. I could have cried. I gave her a hug, gathered myself and told her I'd far far far rather she spent it on a bar of chocolate, an hour of heating, whatever helps.
Something is wrong with our Western World.

Philosophy Friday 
If you are more fortunate than others, build a longer table, not a taller wall.