Monday, 9 September 2013

Still cheating the taxpayer...

Dis-date-ic

I’m on the upper end of that spectrum. One night. One night in Venice and BLISS was citing Antonio Vivaldi (I’m not that good at first names, either, being on the first-name-ic spectrum, too. I can do Churchill (Winston), the queen (Liz), and a small number of others (Ludwig van, Anton, Marcel, James, Samuel)) born 4th March 1678. How can she make that stuff stick? I know five dates with certainty, the following birthdays: BLISS, Kiz, MM, DLL and my own. Things are simplified: BLISS and I have the same day six months apart, DLL is a week before BLISS. Otherwise I just have to remember, blunt-instrument fashion. Our wedding anniversary is in September, and (I know now) the same day as Kiz (by next year I’ll be flapping again: is it the same as Kiz or the same as MM?).


Cruel and unusual

Anarchy. That’s what we need. A productive and desirable society without coercion, force or violence. Without authority over others. Without an authority that uses the flimsiest and most dubious scientific evidence to underpin a badger cull, while ignoring the most robust scientific evidence for banning the use of pesticides (pesticides their mates produce in great quantities and at great profit) that are linked to the decline in the bee population.

Google, images, uk cabinet, any year you like since the 1970’s. Find me one photo of one person you’d trust to babysit your kids. One. You’ll struggle to find who you’d not worry about eating your kids.


Yesterday…

…according to Chris Huhne, confidence in MPs has been eroded by the press…

…today, the deputy speaker of the house of commons has been re-arrested for indecent assault.

Yes, Chris, it’s all those naughty writers that are spoiling it for all you splendidly upstanding MP types.

That’s all you splendidly upstanding MP types who, four year on from the expenses scandal (remember the moats, duck islands, Mars bars, tellies, kitchens, houses, flats and gap year kids on headteachers’ salaries?), who promised to reduce the employment of family members? That’d be you lot (all parties) who now (145 of you, it was less four years ago) who employ family members. Including:

Tewksbury mush, who employs both estranged wife and current girlfriend, cost to the taxpayer, £65,000 / year (£131,396 for all three – value? None).

Christchurch bloke pays Mrs Christchurch £45,000 a year. Ask other secretaries in the area what they earn.

Some examples:

  • Ed (‘Talks’) Ball and Yvette Cooper cop £44,000 / year to pay the mortgage on their ‘second’ home. That’s the one they live in, near the school their kids attend. £655,000 house, that is.

  • ‘Sir’ Nicholas Winterton claimed ‘back mortgage interest’ through the Additional Cost Allowance. £21,000 / year. Notwithstanding the rent actually paid by the tenant.

  • Jacqui Smith (I admit a personal loathing for a woman who wouldn’t go out in her own constituency without a stab-proof vest, who was the worst home secretary in living memory, and who sits in an unholy trinity with Anne Robinson and BLISS’ aunt) copped £116,000 of taxpayers’ dough while stopping at her sisters (I admit a personal loathing for tight-wads) and also claimed for items that were essential to her performance as an MP (I admit a personal loathing for tight-wads) such as a toothbrush, patio heater, flat-screen TV, and a 89p bath plug (I admit a personal loathing, and I believe this is the Mars bar claim lady).

Good on David Dimbleby:

PICKLES: [On claiming a second home allowance despite living just 37 miles from Westminster] The house of commons works on clockwork. You have to be there. If you’re on a committee, you have to be there precisely.

DIMBLEBY: Like a job, in other words?

That is, guys, the house of commons, not The House of Over Privileged Using Their Authority to Impose Their Cruel and Unusual and Evangelical and Money-Sapping Rule Over Everyone Else.

Thirty seven miles. A goodly portion of Essex decants through Liverpool Street every morning without any thought of a second home allowance.


By the way, can I express a personal loathing for Jacqui Smith. Just in case anyone missed it?

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