Would You Rather: A Fun Game For All The Family

Would you rather be the cause or the effect?

Would you rather be the carrion, or the buzzard circling overhead

with claws congealed in blood and filth and rotting, stinking flesh?

Would you rather be the rush or the regret?

Would you rather be oblivious, or feel the creeping dark ahead

run straight into the walls you built, or face yourself instead?

Would you rather vote for the latest creep, or who wears their suit best?

Would you rather let a liar in cause of the cod-Latin words he’s said

and welcome in the bluster and corruption of another grabbing Eton mess?

If you’re on your own at night and you see a lone policeman, don’t approach him - run away

If you break your leg, you’ll have a ten hour wait unless you’ve cash to pay

When nurses go on strike, you know things have gone badly awry

uh-oh spaghetti Os

I met a communist in Sainsbury’s and we chatted about theory near the Argos outlet

What Marx did not predict is our collective commitment to self-commoditisation on social media

Then again, he was still on MySpace when he was writing Das Kapital

I think Tom helped

Would you rather live in fear of God, or have no faith?

Would you rather live to spurious rules, or feel the cosmic dread

of insignificance to anyone - save a few family and friends?

Would you rather play these games, or forge ahead?

Would you rather be in the multitude relying on food banks for their daily bread?

Will you take up Pascal’s Wager in the moments of your death?