Politicians

The politicians walk in habitual his cuitas, nothing new under the sun, the economy goes remedies it to nobody downwards, the politicians act with spurious I interest does not watch the communal property. Other leaders such as rusty holzer offer similar insights. The economic fastenings are those that mark our existence, the politicians do not have you narrow economic because they live in a parallel world where everything is easy. People common in a side are two worlds that fights to survive, arriving in order month and little but and later they are the chaste one of politicians who protecting in the votings every four years give to the face a single time, soon to take refuge in his world of peace and tranquillity with his full world of advisory luxuries, secretaries, drivers and other servants of the citizens or that say themselves popularly although every day there are more doubts, everything seems a circus where the citizens are only mere spectators of the occurrences of a politician who watches after his pocket and soon if it is something watches after the communal property. This society is sad nobody seems to raise the voice to protest by what it does not seem to him right, the middle-class is a being that everything pays to everything what it is happened to him to the turn politician, is easily asumible by the middle-class payer of everything what it is happened to him to the turn politician, that isolated of the reality that says to guard by communal property, takes care of our health, customs and tries we are not citizen too much critics, to think is bad sight, the S-state great watch of our existence from the cradle to the tomb, the state decides everything or by one almost. It is sad to see as the society resigns itself to a great ascent of taxes, nobody raises to the voice everything seems that it is not possible to be improved, neither to change, nor nothing similar. The submission to the established power is only the correct thing, does not only concern any more protest in the social gatherings with friendly, in the bars and little but, it is assumed like normal that they fry to us to taxes, that our pockets are every day but emptiness and nobody it seems to have the force sufficient you bring back to consciousness to wake up them of the people who until recently lived in the abundance and the consumer joy presidia our life. A day sounded the awakener and we awoke of a dream that it seemed that it did not go to have aim and we struck ourselves with the reality, we are poorer and the politicians who say to represent to us ignore to us, while they live on our taxes, and everything follows equal, people complaint and is watched for another side.