They want you angry. But not at them.

They want your rage pointed downwards. At the man in the tent, the woman in the food bank queue, the family who fled war on a small boat and arrived here with nothing but a name and hope.

All the while, the people actually bleeding us dry glide through Cardiff Bay on yachts, untouched and unbothered.

Let’s be crystal clear here. Wales is not in poverty because of migrants, and it’s not broken because of refugees. The enemy doesn’t come on a dinghy, it arrives in yachts, it’s in a boardroom, a mansion, or a private jet.

And in Wales, that theft is happening in plain sight.

Note: I am the author of this piece, constructive criticism and feedback is welcomed!