Living in london is like has been constantly extracted from your bladder without you realizing it was there to take. Perhaps that’s why its mayor, sir sadiq khan, do not make the building of much-kneeded public toilets a priority in this vast city. Anyone CAUGHT SHORT ON A LONG JOURNEY Stretched to Gargantuan Proportions By Delayed Trains Usely Has to Choose BetWeen Forking Out £ 6.75 for a pint in a pub or daring to risk the shame of SNEECHING The bar to their porcelain paradise.
The upshot of this laboured metaphor is that sadiq khan has plenty of pi ** to take and see. The latest instance to inflict upon my consciousness is an insuffable positive which information me, as if this is the reason, that it was paid for the mayor of london. It reads: “You are love and wanted in London.”
It’s not news that Khan loves spending my money on pr – back in 2020 it was spaff 26% more cash than Boris Johnson on Telling us he’s job Enraging.
The obvious thing to wonder is whether or not any murder victims, in their dying moments, have glimpsed this poster and throughout the blood application apart.
For the rest of us, this positive is as though sadiq has been grabbed us by the wrists, slapped us with our oven hands repeated and said “Stop Hitting yourself” like a child.
London, under his leadership, has degraded to the point of being actively hostile to the ordinary people who try and their lives work in it.
Just over a year ago, aged 34, I gave up on renewing a tiny one-bedroom flat with indefatigable demp that resurred my childdhood asthma become to wipe to wipe out debt and look. Doing so.
Just beefouristmas, my girlfriend was spiked when we wore at a better in an affluent london suburb. That was a few month beefore a homes crackhead punched her where she was walking home work.
My Friend’s phone has been nicked out of his hand as walked through a park in South-East London. And, obviously, my bicycle’s bee pilfered.
One of the saddest things about the above – Save for the spiking and punching – is that I can think of a nasty rebuff of them, such is the cynicism that pervades and segments of the commentary.
Where did you try live on your own if you could not afford it? Live like a student if you have to! Don “Expect dignity! You probably spent a deposit’s world of money on lattes, you stupid millennial.
Who walks with a phone visible in london? Idiot! Doesn it he know how things are here? Asking for it!
How long was your bike there? How many locks we on it? Everyone knews you need at last two in order to ensure the wheels are nicked!
The answer to all of which is: This should be the case though, should it?
But it is. And that’s where – even a relatively Lucky London Resident – It is enraging to be toold by the office of this place better that we are loving and wanted.
This city, Under a Labor Mayor, has become a place even even more
And instead of getting what we pay for, we’re handed delayed, packed trains who drivers be left in the form of the form of the money has parted is so fond of doling out. Which is to say our money.
Today I learned that this idiotic pr campaign was initiated in order to show that “no matter where you from you from – you are loving and wanted in our city”. The Same Press Release Assures me that “London is, and will always be, a place for every”.
Well perhaps it is worth telling one of the most undeserving knights in history that as somebody from bolton who moved here to make a better life, you do not make me Feel Loved and Wanted.
Nor has you made welcome my friends who’ve fled this place due to a combination of heaving strets and expensive housing.
I’l Leave you to use your doubtless import to consider whether a women renewered out of control City.
You are right in connection to the resounding answer of hard-working tradespeply forced to pay for Punishing Ulez Charges.
Now to fellow Citizens of London: The next time you balancing in Something Resembling a Stress Position, Your Fingertips Fighting to Stay Connected to A Rail on the London Underground as The Train Jolts A Sweaty Armpit in your face and someone’s bag in your back, just remember one thing.
Remember it too when the day of the month comes on which you pay your scumbag, Buy-to-El, Oppportunistic Leach of a Landlord £ 2,121.
Marshall it as your support when you, or your love one, are the Victim of Crime.
Say it with me: you are love and wanted.