HELP!

In the wake of recent events I feel I have finally become politically interested, not entirely, but interested at least. I've never been one to involve myself in political debates, there's definitely a time and place, I've always thought, plus I don't think I've ever truly understood. But being a recent graduate and having worked my backside off to succeed in getting the results I wanted,  the inevitable bitterness, that accompanies being unemployed for a prolonged amount of time, has caught up to me. I feel the pain of the jobless. Applying for at least 10 jobs a day wears thin on the most patient of us and hearing little, or more often nothing, from these companies is even more tiresome. Would it hurt to send a generic 'no thanks' email? I don't think it would. Furthermore, does an English Language degree not qualify one for the position of 'Receptionist'? Apparently not.

I digress... Naturally, I despise every cheating, pompous bone in Cameron's body and can not wait for his decline from power, although, worryingly, I wonder who I would trust to run the country in this day of corruption and greed. "We need a woman running the country." I'd say, to the ever-so-obvious response of "Look what happened last time we put a woman in charge!" Fair point, but lets not live in the past, women are almost a different breed these days. I recently watched the debates in the House Of Commons regarding the hacking scandal and realised what a boys club it really is. I'm no feminist but it really is such an old-fashioned hole of a place, dominated by fumbling, chubby Hugh Grant characters. Don't get me wrong though, that is not a dig and Mr Grant, I'd have him running the country any day after his performance on Question Time the other week. But women really do seem to take a back seat and it sickens me.













I feel I must comment on the recent horrific riots that have taken place in the country this week. Having recently moved to Manchester after being brought up in Northumberland and spending 4 years in Sheffield at Uni. Yes, I moved because it's where my boyfriend is from and I couldn't starve him of the odd Manchester City home game any longer, but it was also because I genuinely feel a sense of belonging here. One of the things I love about Manchester is the reinvention that took place after the bombings, it's such a beautiful city filled to the brim with people who love living here. Don't get me wrong, I still think it is, it's clear from the huge clean up operation that took place the day after the chaos, but I never thought I would see such disheartening, frightening pictures, such as the one above, of the place I now call home. I still love it though. I understand that people are angry about  the government cuts and lack of faith in the Police, but I feel the original message for the peaceful protests was lost amongst a minority of people who just love a good scrap. These people are complaining about having no money and not being able to get jobs whilst burning down buildings and looting from people who were in the same position who have put all they have in to their businesses and now, thanks to the new generation of greedy, uneducated and undisciplined individuals, they have nothing. It is, without doubt, the most disturbing event to have taken place in England in my lifetime. I feel this is where my political knowledge begins to dwindle, maybe I should read up, but I just hope that Cameron is going to look in to what has caused such unrest within the country and try to prevent anything like this happening again.

It seems people need help and they're simply not getting it.