Our empty streets have been taken over by pigeons and politicians. The cooing mass scratches around inside the halls of parliament, shitting on the grandeur and taking flight only to squabble over chips tossed in by the press.
This monotonous political class is the product of ideological inbreeding. Staffers of limited talent, promoted and copied to the point of error, coming to power owing dangerous favours to the swamp.
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