Istvan Fallok's world: Look, our mates like nuclear, so there...

WWYT?

Choice. I don't know if it still is, but it was a political buzzword recently. “So,” DLL asked last night, “what do I do? Who's going to make it better?”

Today, a £10bn (let's look at that: £10,000,000,000.00, ten billion quid) spend on nuclear power was announced. There's one party dedicated to environmental issues, and the Green Party oppose nuclear power on three grounds: first, it only accounts for less than 4% of our energy, and contributes approximately nothing to heating and transport, the main carbon producing and climate changing uses; second, the risks: human error, design failure, and natural disaster. There have been 800 accidents and significant problems since Chernobyl in 1986, about thirty a year. Scary. Third, investment in nuclear power isn't investment in the genuine alternative, renewable energy.

I'd add a fourth, the lack a sensible waste disposal strategy, in that at the moment it's either chuck it down a big hole in the ground, pour in as much concrete as we can lay our hands on, and keep our fingers crossed (this has not proved successful); or put it in metal containers and ship it off somewhere, no longer our problem (this has not proved infallible either, and some short-cuts have contaminated the ocean floor).

Given the risks and problems and that the one environmental party are against it, and given that they all like to cite their green credentials, why haven't one of the major parties broken away and taken a brave stance and come out against nuclear power?

I would say, and this is why, while I won't waste my time voting, I'm not politically apathetic, that:

Tories: old-school, dominate rather than work with nature, badger-shooting, fox-hunting, Clarkson-school petrolhead types. Daddy drives a four-litre Bently, and I'm personally stomping a huge carbon footprint as part of my rightful legacy.

New Labour: Labour is no more, any commitment to socialism is no more. The most old school new labour minister was nicknamed “two Jags”. Millionaires from the same background and the same educational facilities as the tories, they don't represent choice, just more of the same. See the recently blogged photo of Blair lovingly gazing at Thatcher. He'd be aggressively glaring at Wilson, Kinnock or Foot.

The lib dems: will crawl into bed with whoever to have a sniff of power. Lacking backbone, blood-like-p**s nowhere men. Not always, but that's where they are now.

While popping out to vote for one of this lot, and, truly, the end results are interchangeable, you could watch a Denis Potter play or read some pages of Ulysses, or wash your hair.

For the avoidance of doubt, and to illustrate how lacking in humanity, compassion, learning from history, and caring about anything other than their and their mate's pockets, here's a few pictures: