Rescuing Democracy in the United Kingdom from our current Elected Dictatorship
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Spin,
not face-to-face confrontations with the voters, is the Government's
chosen method of communication. Ordinary people are dangerous. Ordinary
people might ask a question which throws a politician 'off message';
the Cabinet member might reveal himself or herself to be a human being
like us, and not a programmed android. Worse still, he or she might
tell the truth.
Ann Leslie - Daily Mail, September 16, 2004
Blair wants to leave his
mark on history - looks more like a stain to me.
Peter Thorndyke, Diss,
Norfolk - Daily Mail, May 23, 2005
I know I'm me - why do I
need an ID card?
"Sorry, officers, I
don't have an ID card. I never applied for one. It seemed a bit steep
at 300 quid. I do have my free passport, my driving licence and my
London freedom travel pass, each with my photograph. I have my NHS
medical card, with its lengthy number, given me at birth, my RAF
service book with my Armed Forces number, and a chit authorising me to
wear a few gongs -including a General Service Medal with Malaya bar,
for fighting communist terrorists on behalf of my country, or so they
told me.
"I've also got various credit
cards and store cards, all with my signature on the back, generally
good for buying the everyday requrements for life as well as the odd
luxury. If you decide to arrest me, I suppose I'll have to be
photographed and given another number, besides my PINs.
"I'm afraid I haven't got a
pension book; it was taken away."
"By thieves, sir?"
"No ... well, not exactly. By the
Government. By the way, may I see your warrant cards please, gentlemen?"
Oh dear, they've disappeared. E.
Harry Gumer, Romford, ESSEX - Daily Mail, June 1, 2005
NO means NO
When does NO mean MAYBE?
When it's not the answer the EU wants. With the courageous French
NON resounding in their ears, shabby, undemocratic self-interested
leaders of Europe propose ignoring the part of their precious
constitution that requires ratification by all members and
continuing without one of the biggest founder members to
prevent derailing the gravy train.
As in Ireland,
they refuse to accept any NO votes, ignoring the will of the people,
and re-stage votes until they can engineer the 'correct' answer. Sadly,
Foreign Secretary Jack Straw dances to their tune like a puppet on a
string. With tactics such as these, how can anyone really believe the
EU has our interests at heart. Letter from Steve Penny, Kingsnorth, Kent - Daily
Mail, June1, 2005
Surely
the French result makes the £1million the EU recently spent on a
treaty signing ceremony seem a trifle premature and extravagant. Letter from Keith Wiseman, Bury, Lancs. - Daily Mail,
June1, 2005
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Britain has
traditionally been one of the biggest net contributors to the EU
because we do not get as much money back from Brussels in farm and
regional subsidies as our rivals.
According to
Treasury figures, between 1995-2002, Britain's average contribution
taking the rebate into account, was £2.6billion, or £43.55
per head of population.
The French -
the biggest recipient of farm subsidies - contributed £1billion a
year or £16.08 per head of their population.
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December
28, 2005 (959 days since Iraq war ended)
Death Toll: 2,172 US - 98UK - >>30,000?
Iraqi - 25 media
January
16, 2006 (978 days since Iraq war ended)
Death Toll: 2,219 US - 98UK - >>30,000?
Iraqi - 25 media
March 18, 2006 (1043 days since war ended)
Death
Toll: 2317US - 103UK - >>6,164? Iraqi - >>17,300?
civilians - 25 media
| Tony
Blair should know that respect comes by example - from the
top. If a country's leader has no respect for the rule of
international law and no respect for the truth, how can he
expect anyone to have respect. Letter
from P.J.Atkinson, Ashford, Kent - Daily Mail, January 12,
2006 |
Cash
for gongs - an offer you can't refuse
Littlejohn
- Daily Mail, March 21, 2006
It
was like a scene from The Godfather. Two Labour officials turn
up at the hospital beside of the party chairman Ian McCartney,
who is lying in intensive care recovering from a heart operation,
"Sign
here," they
tell him, as papers approving peerages for Labour donors are thrust
across his half-eaten breakfast tray of congealed eggs and Loyd
Grossman Special Reserve bacon-style strips.
"Are
you sure this is kosher?" McCartney asks as the Mont
Blanc pen is forced into his frail fingers.
"On
my baby's eyes," one
of the goons assures him while the other carefully guides his
hand along the dotted line.
The
door bursts open and a nurse enters. "It's time for your
medication, Mr McCartney."
Then
she spots the Labour heavies lurking by the electrocardiogram
machine. "What are you doing here? Who are you? Where
did you get those hospital uniforms? What are you doing with that
pillow? I'm calling security."
"We
were just leaving,"
says the goon in the white coat and the stethoscope, stuffing
the signed papers into a briefcase, as his accomplice heads off
down the corridor, discarding his green paramedic suit, towards
the emergency exit, where the getaway car is already revving up.
"Oh,
and Ian," Says the heavy with the briefcase as he peels
off the stethoscope and helps himself to a grape from a bowl of
fruit by the bed. "Take it easy, yeah? Dangerous places,
hospitals."
OK,
so it might not have happened quite like that. But it wasn't far
off. McCartney was made to sign off on documents approving peerages
to donors who gave the party £4million while he was teetering
on the brink of death in a Manchester hospital.
The
papers were drawn up by a senior aide to Tony Blair and stated
falsely that those being nominated for ermine had 'no financial
involvement' with Labour.
THAT WAS A LIE.
In
fact, all had made substantial loans - loans which party treasurer
Jack Dromey now says he knows nothing about. The loans were so
secret that even chairman McCartney was kept out of the loop.
He now says he would have refused to sign had he been told the
truth.
All
we know is that Blair and his circle were so desperate for money
that officials were dispatched 250 miles north to the sickbed
of Ian McCartney to get the paperwork signed. But if McCartney,
the party chairman was kept in the dark, and Dromey, the treasurer
says he's never seen the money, where did it go?
If
you wrote a cheque for £1million to the Labour Party, wouldn't
you ask for a receipt? And if the money was paid in to a Labour
Party account at the Co-op Bank, there must surely be some record
of it. APPARENTLY NOT.
Although
some of the donors have now been named, there's no doubt Blair
was running a multi-million pound slush fund on the strength of
knocking out dodgy peerages.
Last
time anyone looked, selling honours was illegal and carried a
prison sentence. But, hey, every-one's done it over the years
and we all know Tony's a straight kinda guy.
So
you see, it's not Tony's fault he was forced to turn to dishonesty
to raise money. It's society's fault. But Tony has assured us
he's done nothing wrong and even if he has, he's forgiven himself
and it's time to move on.
And,
you know what? He's going to get away with it again. Next week,
there'll be another scandal along and this will be forgotten about.
TESSA
WHO?
Even
Blair's former cheerleaders are calling on him to resign. But
he's go when he's ready and not before. For the time being, he's
got nothing better to do. And while the WW is still whirling round
the world filling her handbag like Waynetta Rooney in Bloomingdale's,
the Blairs are staying put.
You
can't shame them into vacating Number 10. Yo can't shame them,
full stop. Blair is utterly oblivious to the destruction he wreaks,
immune to the kind of ignominy under which decent men would buckle.
I sometimes think that in the even of a nuclear holocaust, the
only things left alive would be a few trillion cockroaches and
Tony Blair.
He's
look at the devastation around him and say: "I think that
all went rather well."
He's
got away with everything else, so why would he think this time
would be any different? Watch the way he's spinning his way out
of this latest tangled web.
Yesterday,
the BBC was conveniently leading on the story that Blair has asked
his former flatmate Charlie Falconer to draw up a new law banning
secret loans to political parties. That's like putting the Brinks
Mat boys in charge of drawing up a new law making security depot
robberies illegal.
But,
having been caught bang to rights filling his boots in a sleazy
scheme selling honours for secret loans, Blair now has the chutzpah
to present himself as a clean-up campaigner.
You
couldn't make it up
I
can't help wondering what would have happened had McCartney refused
to sign.
"Just
sign here, Ian."
"And
if I don't?"
"It's
an offer you can't refuse."
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