
While I was away, politics in Britain sank to a new low. Not content with playing politics with the election date – albeit he was deliciously scarred by the experience – our Prime Minister tried to play politics with the country’s finances in the pre-budget report and comprehensive spending review announcement rolled out last week. That too went down like a cup of cold sick.
With a National Health Service that allows patients to get fatal infections in filthy hospitals and, so we learn today, sees some patients indulging in DIY dentistry, the government now has the gall to whine about obesity levels – instead of tackling the criminal rate of deaths from preventable infections and conditions that are treatable in the rest of the civilized world such as early stage cancer and heart disease.
Our state schools turn out hordes of ill-disciplined, innumerate and illiterate kids, taught – if I can use the word loosely – by too many teachers who don’t seem to care about the kids in their care. If they did, they’d put the effort in that the counterparts do in the private sector.
Gun crime, knife crime and gang violence are prevalent throughout our inner cities and, increasingly, in the shires. The police obsess with targeting motorists, attending politically correct training courses, not offending Islamofascists, tip-toeing around profiling and even waving the white flag in the war on drugs.
The City of London – the ONLY reason England isn’t a third world socialist hell-hole like Scotland – is now being ruined by our Scottish Prime Minister and Scottish Chancellor in some seeming act of national revenge for Culloden. The decision to hammer entrepreneurs by almost doubling Capital Gains Tax is beyond moronic. It is simply dangerous for the health of our nation as any investor, entrepreneur or businessman worth his or her salt will be thinking twice about keeping their wealth in the UK.
Instead of dealing with the crises in the NHS, our education system, law and order and the economy, the government fiddles while Britain burns, ministers squabbling among themselves and passing more authoritarian laws that infringe our freedom of expression.
We are led by pygmies. If you thought the likes of John Prescott, Charles Clarke and David Blunkett were lightweight, they look like political titans compared to the shambolic losers governing us today.
It’s good to be back after a week in the Land of the Free. I’m ready for the fight: I do hope you are too!