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Do They Really Think We're That Stupid ?
The flood of promises from Politicians in the run up to the election is amazing.
Do they really expect us to believe them ?
The latest is Clegg promising public sector workers no pay cuts. http://
Does he expect us to have forgotten his infamous U-turn on Student Loans ?
It's really sickening (not to say insulting) the way they arrogantly assume we will lap it all up without question.
Do they really expect us to believe them ?
The latest is Clegg promising public sector workers no pay cuts. http://
Does he expect us to have forgotten his infamous U-turn on Student Loans ?
It's really sickening (not to say insulting) the way they arrogantly assume we will lap it all up without question.
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"Do They Really Think We're That Stupid ?" The short answer, canary, is yes, they do. And the unfortunate adjunct to that is that many of the electorate are.
13:24 Wed 22nd Apr 2015
THIS IS A NON PARTISAN JOKE THAT CAN BE ENJOYED BY ALL PARTIES! NOT ONLY THAT-- it's POLITICALLY CORRECT!!
(And it doesn't matter which country you're resident in!)
While walking down the street one day a Member of Parliament is tragically hit by a truck and dies.
His soul arrives in heaven and is met by St. Peter at the entrance
'Welcome to heaven,' says St. Peter.
'Before you settle in, it seems there is a problem. We seldom see a high official around these parts, you see, so we're not sure what to do with you.'
'No problem, just let me in,' says the man.
'Well, I'd like to, but I have orders from higher up. What we'll do is have you spend one day in hell and one in heaven. Then you can choose where to spend eternity.'
'Really, I've made up my mind. I want to be in heaven,' says the MP.
'I'm sorry, but we have our rules.'
And with that, St. Peter escorts him to the elevator and he went down, down, down to hell. The doors open and he found himself in the middle of a green golf course. In the distance is a clubhouse and standing in front of it are all his friends and other politicians who had worked with him.
Everyone is very happy and dressed in evening dress. They run to greet him, shake his hand, and reminisce about the good times they had while getting rich at the expense of the people.
They played a friendly game of golf and then dined on lobster, caviar and champagne.
Also present is the devil, who really is a very friendly and nice guy who has a good time dancing and telling jokes. They are having such a good time that before he realizes it, it's time to go.
Everyone gives him a hearty farewell and wave whilst the elevator rises....
The elevator rises and the door opens in heaven where St. Peter is waiting for him.
'Now it's time to visit heaven.'
So, 24 hours pass with the MP joining a group of contented souls moving from cloud to cloud, playing the harp and singing. They have a good time and, before he realizes it, the 24 hours have gone by and St. Peter returns.
'Well, then, you've spent a day in hell and another in heaven. Now choose your eternity.'
The MP reflects for a minute, then he answers: 'Well, I would never have said it before, I mean heaven has been delightful, but I think I would be better off in hell.'
So St. Peter escorts him to the elevator and he goes down, down down to hell.
When the doors open he's in the middle of a barren land covered with waste and garbage.
He sees all his friends, dressed in rags, picking up the trash and putting it in black bags as more trash falls from above.
The devil comes over to him and puts his arm around his shoulder. 'I don't understand,' stammers the MP.
'Yesterday I was here and there was a golf course and clubhouse, and we ate lobster and caviar, drank champagne, danced and had a great time. Now there's just a wasteland full of garbage and my friends look miserable. What happened? '
The devil looks at him, smiles and says, 'Yesterday we were campaigning..
Today you voted.
(And it doesn't matter which country you're resident in!)
While walking down the street one day a Member of Parliament is tragically hit by a truck and dies.
His soul arrives in heaven and is met by St. Peter at the entrance
'Welcome to heaven,' says St. Peter.
'Before you settle in, it seems there is a problem. We seldom see a high official around these parts, you see, so we're not sure what to do with you.'
'No problem, just let me in,' says the man.
'Well, I'd like to, but I have orders from higher up. What we'll do is have you spend one day in hell and one in heaven. Then you can choose where to spend eternity.'
'Really, I've made up my mind. I want to be in heaven,' says the MP.
'I'm sorry, but we have our rules.'
And with that, St. Peter escorts him to the elevator and he went down, down, down to hell. The doors open and he found himself in the middle of a green golf course. In the distance is a clubhouse and standing in front of it are all his friends and other politicians who had worked with him.
Everyone is very happy and dressed in evening dress. They run to greet him, shake his hand, and reminisce about the good times they had while getting rich at the expense of the people.
They played a friendly game of golf and then dined on lobster, caviar and champagne.
Also present is the devil, who really is a very friendly and nice guy who has a good time dancing and telling jokes. They are having such a good time that before he realizes it, it's time to go.
Everyone gives him a hearty farewell and wave whilst the elevator rises....
The elevator rises and the door opens in heaven where St. Peter is waiting for him.
'Now it's time to visit heaven.'
So, 24 hours pass with the MP joining a group of contented souls moving from cloud to cloud, playing the harp and singing. They have a good time and, before he realizes it, the 24 hours have gone by and St. Peter returns.
'Well, then, you've spent a day in hell and another in heaven. Now choose your eternity.'
The MP reflects for a minute, then he answers: 'Well, I would never have said it before, I mean heaven has been delightful, but I think I would be better off in hell.'
So St. Peter escorts him to the elevator and he goes down, down down to hell.
When the doors open he's in the middle of a barren land covered with waste and garbage.
He sees all his friends, dressed in rags, picking up the trash and putting it in black bags as more trash falls from above.
The devil comes over to him and puts his arm around his shoulder. 'I don't understand,' stammers the MP.
'Yesterday I was here and there was a golf course and clubhouse, and we ate lobster and caviar, drank champagne, danced and had a great time. Now there's just a wasteland full of garbage and my friends look miserable. What happened? '
The devil looks at him, smiles and says, 'Yesterday we were campaigning..
Today you voted.
Mind you if Labour had campaigned during the Blair / Brown years by saying
"we will let in hundreds of thousands of immigrants, many who cant speak English, and with no skills, and then we will bankrupt the country"
who would have voted for them?
That is why I cant believe anyone is considering voting Labour now.
If they get in, as usual it will be a disaster, which the Tories will have to sort out in 5 years time.
The voters never learn.
"we will let in hundreds of thousands of immigrants, many who cant speak English, and with no skills, and then we will bankrupt the country"
who would have voted for them?
That is why I cant believe anyone is considering voting Labour now.
If they get in, as usual it will be a disaster, which the Tories will have to sort out in 5 years time.
The voters never learn.
What is even the point of politicians trying to campaign if they know we don't believe them?
It's because some do, presumably. Public sector workers have taken a fair amount of crap in the last seven years or so (and it started before the Tory government), so it's nice to see someone at least pretending to reach out to them for a change.
It's because some do, presumably. Public sector workers have taken a fair amount of crap in the last seven years or so (and it started before the Tory government), so it's nice to see someone at least pretending to reach out to them for a change.
VHG,
// "we will let in hundreds of thousands of immigrants, many who cant speak English, and with no skills, and then we will bankrupt the country" //
Are you aware that net immigration is 1 million higher than 5 years ago? And that rate of new immigrants is greater than under Blair Brown?
Or that the national debt has doubled from 735,000billion to nearly £1.5trillion in the last 5 years?
// "we will let in hundreds of thousands of immigrants, many who cant speak English, and with no skills, and then we will bankrupt the country" //
Are you aware that net immigration is 1 million higher than 5 years ago? And that rate of new immigrants is greater than under Blair Brown?
Or that the national debt has doubled from 735,000billion to nearly £1.5trillion in the last 5 years?
VHG, if the tories get back in it will be a bigger disaster!!If they had campaigned in the Thatcher years by saying, 'We will have riots on the streets when we introduce the Poll Tax, we will close down mines and put thousands of people out of work and turn Communities against each other and send in the bully boy police to beat the living hell out of you, we will make thousands lose their homes because of 15% interest rates, we will abolish free school milk for children, we will precipitate a Social Housing crisis that will still be felt in 30 years time and we will have the most corrupt government of all time, Archer, Hamilton, Alan Clarke, Aitken, Michael Ashcroft, Cecil Parkinson to name a few, finally Over-privatisation and overt corruption. Oh the beauty of it, a totally dominant monopoly privatised at a discount price to big business (lots of it foreign owned) so they can cream off profits to their hearts content. Who can do without Water, Gas, Electricity? We can charge what we like! Plus we get the bonus of nice jobs on more Quangos OfWat, OfGas, Of-with taxpayers cash we go. With Ministers interchanging between the boardrooms of the newly privatised companies and the regulating boards on massive salaries. Even husband and wife teams, remember Mr and Mrs Howe, one a consultant with a privatised firm, his wife the regulator. Anyone for insider dealing calls out Mrs Archer! Oh jolly good show! Even industries that plainly werent feasible for privatisation like bus and rail, go for it, it wont hurt. And what shall we do with the money my dear? Well my son Mark has shares in a nice defence firm! Rather, still some left over for a nice reduction in the top rate of income tax as well'!!!! No VHG, we do not want another Tory government!!
//Bus Services were not privatised. They were de-regulated (outside London).//
in london, and in the metroplitan areas where the modern equivalents of PTES (eg Centro in the West Midlands, SPT in Glasgow, etc) still exist, private operators compete for franchises, much as the same companies compete for a slice of the railway action.
what would you call that, if not privatisation?
in london, and in the metroplitan areas where the modern equivalents of PTES (eg Centro in the West Midlands, SPT in Glasgow, etc) still exist, private operators compete for franchises, much as the same companies compete for a slice of the railway action.
what would you call that, if not privatisation?
Some liberal democrat weasel (the name escapes me) was questioned directly on the very point on Today this morning.
He continued to trot out his rehearsed answer (which did not entirely address the question) and was eventually let off the hook by an ineffectual interrogator.
They lie, twisting words to suit their agenda at that moment but they flat out lie.
He continued to trot out his rehearsed answer (which did not entirely address the question) and was eventually let off the hook by an ineffectual interrogator.
They lie, twisting words to suit their agenda at that moment but they flat out lie.
at election times, all the parties trot out the usual mantras - hospitals, schools, help for the most disadvantaged..... but in the general scheme of things, a comparatively small percentage of the population make use of these particular services at any one time.
one factor that affects everone is transport. even if you don't own a car or go by bus, transport is needed to get your bread to the shops. in terms of making a difference to everybody, transport should be right up there as a campaing issue. but it isn't.
when i get doorstepped, i ask about transport. the candidates are not expecting this and haven't been briefed by their spin doctors. they fall flat. in the midlands HS2 is an issue, and its even more amusing watching candidates squirm when they try to reconcile their "support for the local NIMBYs" with national party policy, which (with one exception) is diametrically opposed.
one factor that affects everone is transport. even if you don't own a car or go by bus, transport is needed to get your bread to the shops. in terms of making a difference to everybody, transport should be right up there as a campaing issue. but it isn't.
when i get doorstepped, i ask about transport. the candidates are not expecting this and haven't been briefed by their spin doctors. they fall flat. in the midlands HS2 is an issue, and its even more amusing watching candidates squirm when they try to reconcile their "support for the local NIMBYs" with national party policy, which (with one exception) is diametrically opposed.
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