Thoughts on Thatcher

Former British PM Margaret Thatcher passed away yesterday after a stroke. I have always had an adoration for this woman as well as a gut hate. She brought hope and aspiration to many girls and women, who were told to look after the home and make sure the paper was on the desk, that dreams can come true. You can be the Prime Minister. On the other hand, she was seen as unfair to the poor and industrial industries of the UK, she got rid of child benefits, and even though I think she dealt with situations the wrong way by doing too much too fast. What she did had to happen eventually, and we can see with the current government that her methods are being repeated to help the economy, for example, the bedroom tax. Thatcherism may not be popular, but some people see it as an affective way to sort things out.

Coming from an industrial town myself, I understand why people are happy about her death. Everyone is proud of where they come from and an industry can represent a community. But I don't think that her death should be celebrated. This woman shaped our country and without Thatcher, I believe gender roles would of taken a whole lot longer to break. Men would be men, and women would be women. Do we want all me to dominate the industrial and business industries and women to stay at home. Even though she wasn't really a feminist, she did a whole lot for women. She set the bar for doing whatever the fuck you want because that's what you want to fucking do.

Even though a lot of people haven't forgiven Thatcher and I completely understand why. Yesterday was a sad day for Britain. We lost our first and only female Prime Minister. One in five MP's are female, which too me and a lot of people is ridiculously low, and a whole lot of them think Margaret Thatcher set the bar for females in politics.

I'm very sorry for getting all serious on your asses but I promise I'll start talking about One Direction's crotches very soon.

I'm a Stupid Hoe.

I don't know how to feel. I went to Cardiff to see Nicki Minaj and did two things I regret. Both revolve around love, or the lack of it, and both make me feel like I want to vomit. Mixed emotions without ice cream is very difficult and wouldn't wish it upon anyone. I'm back home in Wales which I think is much needed. Going to clear my mind with my family, friends and wine. Lots of it.

Nicki Minaj was better than expected. In fact I could call myself a Barb if I so feel like it. No? Okay. Highlights included Starships, Beez in the Trap, Pound the Alarm and Monster. I went ape-shit when Monster came on because one is a motherfucking monster. Enough about Nicki Minaj because I still can't believe I went let alone enjoyed every moment of it. Oh, also I was very drunk. Such fun.

After a long, long, LONG night with a 3:30am end, me and my cousin went to sleep with an alarm set for 7. Giving us a whole 3 and a half hours sleep. WOW. SO MUCH SLEEP. HAHAHAHA. *evil face*. This was then followed by a two hour train journey and a 40 minute tube journey. *repeats laughter and evil face*. I was tired and hungover. But the best way to cure a hangover is to go straight back out and do it all again. So we did minus a superstar rapper plus free Dominos Pizza. Yep, the club gave out free Dominos and everything was perfect. Minus the sleep deprivation. But one of my favourite quotes is "No-one looks back on their life and remembers the nights they had plenty of sleep."

I'm now sitting in my living room in Llanelli ready to sleep for my entire visit. Good night. God Bless.

-Jack