There’s such a lot in today’s press that made me choke on my cornflakes so I thought I’d do a round-up and get the misery over with as quickly as possible instead of spreading it out over the day:
Troughiteering, racketeering Peers. Labour Lord Peston of Mile End: “Having spent 10 years slogging my guts out on the opposition Front Benches at great personal cost, I do not think that, if I were the same age again, I would remotely consider it my duty.” Good; p*ss off now then.
The feckless Baroness Adams of Craigielea has spoken only once in the House in four years, her Maiden Speech, yet has claimed £200,000. On being asked to comment this expensive waste of space said: “I’m not interested.” Of course, she’s one of Blair’s Baubled Babes.
Regional Police Forces via the backdoor are on the cards again. When has this government ever done what it says on the tin? Why are the British people always given a can of worms to open? The Policing & Crime Act goes beyond encouragement of collaboration and gives the Home Secretary the power to compel joint working. It states that a Home Secretary “may give chief officers or police authorities directions about collaboration agreements or related matters”. I’ve been mentioning this on and off since March; it’s all in the interests of EU ‘harmonisation’. A supra-national body cannot function effectively unless its institutions are harmonised and uniform across all countries. It’s worth noting that it’s supported by the Conservative Party.
Marrakesh Mandy plays the Puritan card. In its own impact assessment the Govt admits it will cost voluntary groups £20m a year and will be “highly detrimental”. Some organisations will “cease playing music” because they cannot afford a license, and it will hit a quarter of a million organisations – 140,000 charities, 6,750 charity shops, 66,440 sports clubs, 4,000 community buildings, 5,000 rural halls and 45,000 religious buildings. However, the police seem to be able to find the money: they are paying hundreds of thousands of pounds a year to allow officers to listen to music at their desks, in canteens and even in cell blocks…Figures show that across the UK, forces are paying more than £800,000 a year for the licences, dubbed “iPlod”.
Two on Copenhagen, which must have resembled a Whitehall Farce: Latin American delegate slashed herself in protest at lack of progress and Danish PM said, “I don’t want to know what you do next” to Brown, Rudd, Calderon & Co. Meanwhile, busy little beaver Brown is drawing up plans for the EU to be the world policeman on climate change. He feels we need a new global body dedicated to environmental stewardship to prevent a repeat of the Copenhagen deadlock. He thinks the UN’s consensual method of negotiation, which requires all 192 countries to reach agreement, needs to be reformed to ensure that the will of the majority prevails. Obama also suggested using spy satellites (as previously mentioned somewhere on the blog, the EU has a stack of them waiting to be used). Bloody International Socialists. They just do whatever the heck they want to do and to hell with giving people a voice about their own futures.
Somalia is moving up the radar. As Islamic extremists find life more difficult in Afghanistan and Iraq, they’re setting up shop in Somalia and the Yemen, though the latter isn’t mentioned, yet. How much money will the West throw at Somalia in order to quieten them down and instigate building and educational projects for the benefit of the people? And, when that fails, how many more wars? I’ve got a better idea – all their sympathisers in the UK should be deported to Somalia and our borders should then be closed against them, implacably and forever. Perhaps that way at least the UK could live without the type of warning put out yesterday by the Met Police (see 1st item, Sunday round-up).
Perhaps we could make a small start by sending this Egyptian back to Egypt? Walid Salem boasts, “The law can’t touch me.” He’s the chap who, with two other scumbags, broke into a house, tied up the occupants and threatened to kill them for which he got a two-year suspended sentence while the householder was jailed for two and a half years for using ‘excessive force’ in self-defence.
There’s more on the Great British Quangocracy . Some are earning up to £5,000 per day, part-time, jumping from state job to state job with the help of Government patronage. The TaxPayer’s Alliance said: “Our study suggests that instead of serving taxpayers’ interests, some non- executive members and chairs may put their quango’s interests first.” I like the ironic use of the word “may”.
A new watchdog is being set up by Ed ‘So What’ Balls which will give pupils the right to complain about any aspect of school life or if they suffer an injustice: “Injustice can be defined as hurt feelings, distress, worry, inconvenience and a detrimental effect on their education or happiness.”
A Council apologises: ”An issue in relation to bin deliveries was attributable to the educational background and literacy of some of the crew members. It appeared that they did not read maps or addresses and that they relied entirely on visual memory.”
One in three violent crimes receives a Caution. Data disclosed in a parliamentary answer showed that many crimes go unsolved by police, and even when offenders are identified, they are often dealt with by “out of court” penalties like cautions and fines. Last month, it was revealed that more than half a million serial criminals have been let off with repeated cautions.
That should make for interesting reading when the Quality of Life report cards are published in England. I wonder if this scheme could in any way be tied to the re-jigging of the Council Tax which was proposed a while back – the one where you pay extra for the view, the terrace, the schools and bus route etc. There’s a post somewhere on the blog about it – probably under Return of the Window Tax or something similar.
Finally, it seems that the proscribed organisation Hamas are behind attempts to prosecute Israelis for war crimes in Britain. Now, there’s a surprise.
So there you have it; I hope you’re as thoroughly ticked off with the whole damn thing as I am.
“The Saxon is not like us Normans, His manners are not so polite.
But he never means anything serious till he talks about justice and right.
When he stands like an ox in the furrow with his sullen eyes set on your own,
And grumbles, “This isn’t fair dealings,” my son, leave the Saxon alone.