I want to believe there is a perfect country somewhere. Or even a perfectly good one. With efficient services and great customer support. With environmentally sound systems in place for rubbish and recycling, for the milieu and industries. With public transport that functions well enough for the money, and roads that aren't constantly clogged and falling apart or being fixed. Where crime is rare and local governments really care about people, and the Police are not corrupt.Where Health Services run effectively and safely without fear of worse illnesses when you pass through them. Where children can walk around safely without being picked on or mugged, and thieves are not free to suck you dry and walk away, while banks do nothing. But I bite my lips and say 'we can vote, we can walk around 'free' and speak our minds, we can come and go as we like'; because when I see what the alternative is I realize we have to accept compromises. No matter how crap daily life can be, we do have a choice.
(Or we could move to Belgium?)
(Or we could move to Belgium?)
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