That'd be right: Old enough to kill or be killed but can't go to the pub. Democracy's Stuffed!!
That'd be right: he's old enough to kill or be killed on behalf of his country yet not old enough to go into a pub.
In the land down-under and source of most of the world's idiotic ideas such as Internet filters, we used the same moronic logic when we passed into law the conscription of 20-year-olds for the Vietnam War without giving them the right to vote. We expected young blokes to kill or be killed but they weren’t able to vote for the mongrels who landed them in that horrible and immoral war in the first place.
I'm beginning to think Democracy is irredeemably stuffed (especially as it's practiced in English-speaking countries--UK, US, Oz etc.). Everywhere we look, we see examples of fucked rule-utilitarian law screwing us up. Just about every human activity we dream up the law then inextricably fucks seconds later. There's no getting away from it, no matter who's in power the democratic process continues to dish up a never-ending source of idiotic rules and this ID card issue is just the latest.
If we could assign democracy with an IQ then it'd be permanently at room-temperature figures; for that’s the inevitable outcome of process. That's just how it is in democracies! Seems to me we'd be better off with an enlightened benevolent dictator; whether we liked his laws or not, a human being'd made them rather than them having evolved out of some sort of primordial democratic soup as they seem to do now.
…And we actually have the temerity to expect the Iraqis and Afghanistanis to accept our Democracy as it is now! Seems they're smart and we've rocks in our heads.
As Mark Twain's the ultimate master of the gift of the gab I'll let him sum up Democracy's woes for me:
"Surely there is not another system of government that is so slipshod and systemless, and so slippery and elusive to the grasp as Democracy. One is washed about in it, hither and thither, in the most helpless way; and when at last he thinks he has captured a rule which offers firm ground to take a rest on amid the general rage and turmoil of millions of pages of rules and regulations and hundreds of years of legislation, he turns over the page and reads, "Let the pupil make careful note of the following EXCEPTIONS." He runs his eye down and finds that there are more exceptions to the rule than instances of it. So overboard he goes again, to hunt for another Ararat and find another quicksand. Such has been, and continues to be, my experience of the democratic process."
(Apologies to 'The Tramp Abroad', Appendix D, 1880).