An ordinary bloke in an extraordinary world: AV Referendum results map - Telegraph

Saturday 7 May 2011

AV Referendum results map - Telegraph

AV Referendum results map - Telegraph

I have to admit although I did not get chance to vote, due to circumstances mentioned previously, the result a resounding NO to the AV system is a relief. Here sits one happy voter who could not vote this time around. Happy days. No need to go into the ins and outs of AV vs first past the post system as now there is no need, it ain't broke so don't fix it. The Liberal Democrats and Minority Parties will just have to work harder to beat the main two. Who as we all know are not perfect by a long chalk but if you want to beat them become better organised, start small and work up. It may take a few decades, but thats democracy.

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If you can keep your head when all about you
Are losing theirs and blaming it on you,
If you can trust yourself when all men doubt you,
But make allowance for their doubting too;
If you can wait and not be tired by waiting,
Or being lied about, don't deal in lies,
Or being hated, don't give way to hating,
And yet don't look too good, nor talk too wise:

If you can dream - and not make dreams your master,
If you can think - and not make thoughts your aim;
If you can meet with Triumph and Disaster
And treat those two impostors just the same;
If you can bear to hear the truth you've spoken
Twisted by knaves to make a trap for fools,
Or watch the things you gave your life to, broken,
And stoop and build 'em up with worn-out tools:

If you can make one heap of all your winnings
And risk it all on one turn of pitch-and-toss,
And lose, and start again at your beginnings
And never breath a word about your loss;
If you can force your heart and nerve and sinew
To serve your turn long after they are gone,
And so hold on when there is nothing in you
Except the Will which says to them: "Hold on!"

If you can talk with crowds and keep your virtue,
Or walk with kings - nor lose the common touch,
If neither foes nor loving friends can hurt you,
If all men count with you, but none too much;
If you can fill the unforgiving minute
With sixty seconds' worth of distance run,
Yours is the Earth and everything that's in it,
And - which is more - you'll be a Man, my son!

Rudyard Kipling (1865-1936)