Cut Me no Cuts

Posh, posher with plenty of dosh.  It does not worry me that our legislators are rich and well-connected;  what worries me is that they all come from the same background. The famous schools and universities are not so good as Andrew Neill clearly thinks they are.  Cambridge is and always was packed out with dons who had not done any original work for decades and were, quite simply, lazy. It is still true that those who can, do; those who can't, teach.

So the House of Commons is packed out on every side with people who have had the same education but no experience of life  as it is led by the humble despised and, if possible, ignored voters.  Moreover such an education inspires them with a supreme self confidence so that they have no hesitation in dealing with matters about which they know absolutely nothing.

So it is that we get people who know nothing about aircraft deciding to scrap Nimrod, people who know nothing about forestry selling all our trees as ignorance sweeps through our wounded country. When the cutters have stopped cutting there will be nothing left to admire - all done to satisfy some very large men looking at scraps of paper.

Do school leavers really want  further education or further  experience of life? It might be worth asking them.

Song:                  Pack up your troubles in your old kit bag
                           And smile, smile, smile.
                           Wot's the use of worrying? It never was worthwhile. 
                            So pack up your troubles in your old kit bag
                            And smile, smile, smile.

It is amazing to think that thousands of our troops sang this piece of propaganda as they went to their deaths.
                                    


                                                                                                                   

Random Thoughts 2

The lights are going out.  Yesterday Tunisia, today Egypt.  The plumber complains that there is nowhere for him to go.  But that applies to the western world where we cannot anymore regard the developping countries as a sort of zoo where we can get a good view of the animals locked in by poverty and overpopulation.  The zoo's inhabitants are changing fast.  Flying  and gawping will soon be out.  The cruise ship is running out of fuel. 

Tyrants will be deposed and replaced by ramshackle "popular" governments  which will gradually become corrupt and oppressive.  Will anything change at all?

"Anybody ask you, Who was it sang this song?
 Anybody ask you,  who was it sang this song?"
 Tell them Little Jimmy Rushing he's been here but he's gone.                           

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Interruption of Services

The blog has been interrupted by a combination of Christmas and a brief spell in hospital whence I was able to wonder why Dave and the schoolboys had not restored tax relief for those who paid for private medical insurance.  It would actually save money for the NHS and be a little sop to your supporters who have had nothing from the coalition except tax increases.