Sunday 17 February 2019

17.2.19 Brexit - The Truth




Brexit - The Truth

Corbyn offers nothing, he's in fact a waste of space
McDonnell is a lunatic, a nutter in your face
The Labour ship is lost at sea, with nothing in the hold
Just Diane Abbott, only good for ballast truth be told.

Tories take the biscuit though, they're at each other's throats
Disharmony is total from Land's End to John o'Groats
As Brexit looms the clock runs down, and standing at the front
Theresa May presents us with the proof she is a cunt.

Her deal is all she cares about, plan A with no plan B
But no one likes the 'backstop', least of all the DUP
Her tactics are quite shameful and she's running down the clock
The stubborn bitch has fucked it and become a laughing stock.

Sturgeon bleats her Scottish song, determined to be heard
She mithers on and craves attention, weak but undeterred
And then there is Farage the fucker, giving not a shit
He struts around the Europe that he wants to fucking quit.

The Speaker shouts for 'Order' in the weirdest, noisy style
To try and stop the bickering and jeering for a while
Remainers want another vote, unlike the Brexiteers
Who all line up behind Rees-Mogg with fingers in their ears.

Voting in the Commons is a farcical affair
The empty hole is fully round, the peg is fucking square
The factions all want different things and no one will unite
As May, in grey, is scared to say her deal is utter shite.

If truth be told the mess we're in should come as no surprise
The Leave Campaign was scandalously based on many lies
None bigger than the savings promised, written on a bus
And now we're facing WTF? or pointless Norway Plus.

I'm sick of certain words and phrases, rhetoric on tap
Of squabbling politicians getting paid for talking crap
"Delivering on Brexit" is the battle cry of those
Who fear a second vote in case the yeses turn to noes.

Ireland proves a stumbling block, the cause of much ado
It's not as if the border there is something fucking new
However was it meant to work?  To date I'm still amazed
Concerns that things were feasible were never fully raised.

Back and forth to Brussels, May is shuttled like a cock
To meet with Tusk and Juncker, but discussions won't unlock
The stalemate created by red lines she won't review
And now we're fucking crashing out, she hasn't got a clue.

Nauseating Gove and Boris, Brokenshire as well
Plus Leadsom, Hammond, Amber Rudd, with Morgan and Patel
All Tories in the Commons but without a common view
But May decides to soldier on, her language fucking blue.

Corbyn writes a letter with an offer of support
Without of course intent to offer help of any sort
He sneers and shuffles here and there, one useless waste of space
Inspiring no one, leading nothing, simply out of place.

Running down the clock is still the tactic of the tit
A solid dose of blackmail is her way to heal the split
MPs will have no choice but to support her in the end
Outrageous shit behaviour no sane person could defend.

But maybe she's miscalculated, time will surely tell
The ERG may lead us all to economic hell
And watching us in disbelief and absolute dismay
The EU twenty-seven will be calling it a day.

For now the tug of war goes on, and nowhere is there trust
Conservatives are simply playing twist until they bust
While Corbyn ducks the issues and ignores his own MPs
Who advocate a second vote, but Jezza disagrees.

Fifty-two to forty-eight, the referendum split
In favour of departure, but decisive?  Not a bit!
Misleading information in a Leave Campaign that sucked
Persuaded just enough to vote to leave, yes, leave us fucked.

Talk about a country in a catastrophic mess
So thank you, David Cameron, for causing such distress
The rich will always manage well, as poorer folk lose out
And some still have no fucking clue what all this is about.

Companies are relocating, jobs are under threat
Investment's stalled and those in charge are hedging every bet
"No re-negotiation" means we're left with diddly squat
As May, in grey, is scared to say she's lost the fucking plot.

Self-inflicted wounds are rife, stupidity is plain
As Parliament displays its weakness time and time again
The voting games are ludicrous, amendments come and go
And Tories bleat the same old shit, and keep the status quo.

Leaving will be chaos, yes, the future's looking rough
The value of the pound is set to plummet soon enough
Control regained, as some will say, is worth the massive cost
But even they will see one day that too much has been lost.

The future's looking rather shit, the UK will not last
The Scots will vote themselves away, with independence passed
The Northern Irish too will find a new way to exist
And even Wales may want its feelings not to be dismissed.

The bigots will be basking in their qualified success
At telling Johnny Foreigner it's "No" instead of "Yes"
But that can only hurt us more, and put us in reverse
As slowly we lose decency and lose another nurse.

Were voters well informed, aware of consequences too?
Was everything explained and were the details given true?
Of course they weren't, the referendum was quite simply flawed
And now the forty-eight point one percent are just ignored.

TMWSC




All I hear from politicians who are desperate to leave the EU at any cost is the need to deliver Brexit after 17.4 million people voted for it (despite knowing fuck all about the terms of the departure).  If just 630,000 of them had voted the other way (and we now know that this would have been the case with proper information available back then) then we would be staying in the EU.  With such a close result, there was never going to be any proper compromise from the various political parties.  So give or take, we are a split nation.  Surely in such circumstances, the best approach has to be to avoid significant detrimental economic impact.  That's either from a good exit deal that minimises the grief, or, from a double-checking of the decision itself that could obviously remove any impact at all.

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Friday 8 February 2019

8.2.19 Dame Sally Davies


Until this week I'd never really heard of Sally Davies, or if I had, she hadn't registered as anyone I needed to have a view on.  That changed this week, after her input on the Today programme on Radio 4.  The Chief Medical Officer for England is quite clearly a frosty woman who has a rather inflated impression of herself, and in turn, I suggest, the 'reverence' that people need to have for her and her views.



I say all this after hearing Nick Robinson put forward a simple question, and her unwarranted and inappropriate response, accusing him of sexism.  What a silly woman; clearly educated, but silly.

During an interview about advice to parents on the use of mobile phones (advice that turned out to be rather pathetic, actually) Nick put it to her:

You always have this question, so I know you're familiar with it - this balance you have to get between nannying on the one hand, or being accused of it at least, and on the other hand, banality, stating things that are obvious.

Hardly a challenging concept for her to grasp, and in fact very generous in its simplicity because it sets things up for her to provide an easy answer and view.

"I thought you were going to be sexist," said Dame Davies, and as I drove my car along the dual carriageway, I struggled to understand how on earth he was being sexist at all, and why she came up with such an absurd comment.

"I'm not sure I understand which bit of that is sexist," said Nick, matching my own thoughts.

"I wonder whether you would say that to a male Chief Medical Officer," said Dame Silly Davies.

At this point I decided that she is a twat, and someone who has muscled her way along in life, possibly threatening in her deportment, and probably rather intimidating generally.  This is typical of those who operate with the strap-line "I'm a woman in a man's world and so I am going to be a pain in the arse and challenging in every way, without cause most of the time".

"No, I said you are often accused of being a nanny, I didn't say I accused you of being a nanny." (Nick)

"Ah, clever" was her pompous retort.

She has, as recently as December, referred to herself as Chief Nanny, so it seems she is simply confrontational when it suits her, and cherry picks issues for contention.  It seems she's decided to step down now, and will later this year end her tenure as the first female CMO, in favour of becoming the first female Master of Trinity College, Cambridge.  I am sure she will be equally adept in the discipline of 'beating up males' and making gender her nauseating raison d'etre.  

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