But a very peculiar thing happened in the Paisley household last evening. Whilst watching the enthralling Murderland, we were, once again, subjected to the overly political scaremongering advert for Act On CO2. You know the one, where the puppy drowns? Yes, that one.
Now I've occasionally spoken out on these things much to Mrs Elvis's bemusement, who is the sort of person that tries to see the good in everyone. Her nature is such that if her own worst enemy came begging at the door, she wouldn't turn them away, but would offer them any and all assistance she could. She is the original good samaritan.
So it came as a great surprise to me last night that Mrs Elvis turned to me in disgust after the advert had reached it's conclusion and commented that there is something deeply wrong in our country and the way we are being brow-beaten by the forces that be. The penny is finally starting to drop. And if Mrs Elvis is now becoming aware of the coming darkness, then there is no doubt in my mind that we really are in trouble.
You only have to look at today's Telegraph to get an idea of just how bad things are going to get if we continue on our current path. We have the ISA expanding on it's original mission statement to sow real seeds of doubt and mistrust in the minds of anyone who has not been 'vetted' to see if they're safe to work with children. And Lord Stern is calling on people to eat less meat to help with climate
On top of that we have the Lisbon Treaty and the probable ascendency of Tony Blair to the role of EU President. Need I say more?
With each remaining day of this morally bankrupt and treacherous government, we fall further and further into the darkness. It has now become increasingly clear that the 'agents of change' amongst us have ramped up their operations to do as much damage to our country as is possible in what could be their last remaining months.
Of course, that's assuming we will have an election come May next year. Many of us still have doubts on whether this will take place or not. I believe it is no coincidence that the Met police are arming their officers with Heckler & Koch submachine guns for supposedly 'routine' patrols in gangland hotspots in central London. This is not what our police are there to do. Nor are they there to create databases of 'domestic extremists' under the instructions of the Association of Chief Police Officers, a private company with no mandate from the public whatsoever.
No, we are seeing the last desperate throes of democracy as we knew it in this once great country of ours. We are being spied upon, catalogued, assessed, and brow-beaten in the very real hope that by the time the shadows make their move, there will be no fight left in us. But they are wrong. The British people have a genetic hatred for dictators and their followers. To paraphrase the words of a very wise Narn;
"No dictator, no invader, can hold an imprisoned population by the force of arms forever. There is no greater power in the universe than the need for freedom. Against that power governments, and tyrants, and armies can not stand. The Centauri learned this lesson once. We will teach it to them again. Though it take a thousand years, we will be free."