Quite funny hearing Nigel Farage’s school days being reminisced about by 18 people that attest he was a bit of cunt then, though I first heard about this many years ago. The stories are consistent over the years which suggest they are likely to be true. The odd things is what they are describing is so similar to the kid that eventually went full national front and shot my house up and so forth with his mates. They must have been separated at birth I reckon. At that time people were buying the Little Red Book but a few were buying Mien Kampf too including the protagonist of my woes. Eerily similar in that apparently my nemesis went on to be an accountant though that’s not far from being a banker. People do walk similar paths in life but you do wonder why they chose particular ones.
Into every life a little rain must fall. The above is looking to be my least popular tune ever. Is it a sign…
“We are freezing known Russian assets, but let me be clear, I don’t actually mean the honourable member for Clacton”
Rachel Reeves
I know it was a daft joke, but there is an element perhaps now of “We see you Nigel” creeping in. I am very pleased that the child benefit cap has been lifted. A few good things in the budget overall I thought. I am not worried about the fact that tax thresholds have been further frozen.
Made me laugh anyway. But if you think that stuff might be happening or have happened, then maybe if your are in the UK sign this.
https://petition.parliament.uk/petitions/744215
There are a lot of people who have a very simple belief system:
1) Taxes are theft
2) Pensioners apart from their own parents are rich bastards with huge houses
3) Disabled people are scroungers.
4) We are being replaced by migrants.
5) Anybody that doesn’t look or sound like us is the enemy
6) Insert any old rubbish here…
I used to meet a lot of people in pubs who expressed those views or mildly disguised versions of them. Often ironically in unionised closed shop jobs and they were mostly very white….. What they never seem to grasp is somebody else is pulling the strings and placing the ideas in their minds.
When we were having a jolly Japes in the Deltas and so on we were both pretty much broke and living week to week at times. So the main thrust was surviving. Now there has been a lot of time to think. I really didn’t believe once I was getting my pension everything would be hunky dory but not struggling to exist day to day paradoxically now seems to have brought out a lot of the old demons again. Lorraine (Scottish temp Delta Lady) thought I had PTSD due to a combo of childhood bullying and also loosing Vicky in the way it happened. I think there might be an element of truth in that though I think it’s also about genetic predisposition towards depression as well. I think that and lockdown just drove me off a cliff to an extent.
I am now in a different place and it feels almost like being in exile at times. I just can’t seem to get back with around people socially much. I have sort of forgotten how along the line.
I have a feeling of missing my connection, I got off the train to change but now I can’t find one to take me to my destination only a replacement bus service and that has been cancelled.
