"Guffaw! There is an election on. Who do I vote for Mr TV and nice people in suits? I am too Simple Simon to make my own choices" Povo Pete asked the television
But the television gave no reply. It just spew shit at him.
Povo Pete wiped the shit off his face and went onto the internet.
"Who do I? A Povo Pete? Vo-vo-vote for?" he retardedly typed.
The internet gave him memes that he could understand. The memes told him he was too stupid to vote and if he was a log he would vote for fire, and if he was a horse he would vote for glue factory, and if he voted he was a cunt or a racist.
"So who do I vote for?" Povo Pete asked himself?
His head began to hurt as he hadn't used his head in years.
After clearing out the cobwebs, he went to the online internet library and started with Machiavelli, and the cool gang to understand the reality of politics and rulers, and who to vote for.
Etienne de la Boetie whispered into Povo Pete's ear
"Resolve to serve no more, and you are at once freed. I do not ask that you place hands upon the tyrant to topple him over, but simply that you support him no longer; then you will behold him, like a great Colossus whose pedestal has been pulled away, fall of his own weight and break in pieces."
Povo Pete laughed "Guffaw! Oh I get it now! So simple!"
He didn't vote and instead invested in cryptocurrency. He had become a winner, and somewhere out in the wild Tony Blair & friends cried.
Now only on a blockchain would Povo Pete makes a vote.
@RiskDebonair
Irish Writer, Poet, & Lover