DUFF & NONSENSE!

Now this is bonny news!

According to Stephen Daisley at The Spectator there are fissures appearing in the ranks of the Scottish National Party (SNP) - ohdearwhatapitynevermind'.  Daisely, I should add, has long been a shrewd observer of all things Scottish.  According to him:

The Sturgeon-Murrell reign has gone largely unchallenged in the ultra-disciplined SNP — but that is changing. The Sunday Timesreports that party activists are plotting a vote of no confidence in Murrell at the next SNP conference. The move stems from one of those intricate vendettas in which Scottish politics and the Sicilian mafia specialise. 

I should make clear that Mr. Murrel is the husband of 'Mrs. McWhinge' for which he surely deserves an enormous medal from 'Her Maj'!  Mr. Daisley provides this succinct summary of Scottish politics:

The four families of this drama are the Sturgeonistas, the Salmondites, the Wokes and the Sensibles, and although some belong to more than one outfit, all are soldiers in the two main feuds that divide the SNP today.

I will not attempt to summarise Mr. Daisley's analysis but if peripheral politics is your thing then I urge you to check it out.  Suffice to say that once again it is proven that the smaller the politics the more vicious they become!

 

 

A deal with the EU! Oh dear, that's not good news!

I trust our civil servants about as far as I could piss into a gale!  And as for 'Team Boris', with one or two exceptions, I rate them no higher.  Thus, rumours of a deal being struck with the autocrats in Brussels fill me with dread.  I wanted 'OUT' with no 'ifs, buts or maybes' - end of!  Yes, it might have been painful in the short term but long-term it would have concentrated minds in the business world and opened up prospects elsewhere.  "As any fule do no", except the 'fules' in our government and civil service, within minutes of any agreement being signed, the French, quietly assisted by 'Hausfrau' Merkel, will begin to pick holes in it and insist on interpretations never contemplated in Whitehall.

Once, I was looking forward to 'Brexit'.  Now all we have is faux-Brexit and an endless fart of hot air from Boris telling us 'it's all 'a jolly good show'!  Someone pass the sick-bag!

 

 

A Sunday Rumble

God and Donald move in mysterious ways their wonders to perform!   Yes, yes, of course there is a difference between God and Donald although the latter may doubt it!  Anyway, God, for reasons unknown to me, has unleashed the dreaded 'Covid-lurgi' on us all probably because we have all been very naughty boys and girls!  Donald, on the other hand (well, he sits on the right-hand of God!) has taken swift advantage of the death of that old 'Leftie' harridan who occupied a seat on the Supreme Court and swiftly appointed another lady to the post but this one comes with impeccable Right-wing views.  Apparently, this will clinch a Right-wing majority at the Supreme Court for years.  Jolly good show, Donald!

 

Labour lead in poll:  Not, I hasten to add, that I place that much confidence in political polls.  Even so, I would rather not read of a 3% Labour lead over the Tories!  Surely, the Tory 'grandees' must see that Boris is a dead loss as a leader and that Rishi is the man for the job.  So, just get on with it, chaps, and don't think that Boris will be hurt because, according to reports, he is feeling a severe financial pinch as PM and he would earn 'zillions' more in the private sector.

 

An apology to my American friends:  As I have reported some time ago, this bloody-bloody 'fatigue syndrome' with which I am plagued virtually destroyed my vociferous reading habit.  However, just as it occurred, I pulled an old, un-read, paper-back book from my shelf and placed it on my desk as a reminder!  It is a fairly slim volume but, I suspect, the subject is 'yuuuuuuuuuge'!  I'm not too sure how it will go down but I am determined to try!  It is a biography of Abraham Lincoln by Jan Morris about whom, I am ashamed to say, I know very little.  I will post reports as I go.

 

No more Rumbles 

 

 

 

I love you long time, Vietnam!

Plucky little Vietnam, eh?!  Well not so little actually, the population of Vietnam is 95 million, but at the time of writing, Vietnam has had total cases of 1069 and the death toll from both peaks of the pandemic is 35!

In the first spike of the pandemic Vietnam went head-to-head with Covid, full-on linear war with a nationwide lockdown, closed borders, social distancing, masks, all done early and had zero deaths.  People said it was weird, a fluke maybe, or lies.  But the truth was their intelligent leaders and disciplined people just did it better than us ...

On July 24, Vietnam was enjoying its 99th straight day without any known transmission of the novel coronavirus.

Second time round, this time in plain view so no-one can dispute the stats, the veteran Vietnamese wheeled out the same old weapons but this time augmented the assault with some extra kit and a non-linear strategy, all of which still eludes BoJo and Co: targeted lockdown and test, track and trace: non-linear warfare ...

https://www.telegraph.co.uk/news/2020/09/27/vietnam-crushed-second-coronavirus-wave/

In the ensuing days, infections were discovered in 15 other cities and provinces, including Hanoi and Ho Chi Minh City, the capital and largest city, respectively.

Unlike in March, however, when Vietnam faced its first major outbreak and implemented nationwide social distancing regulations, the government decided to take a more local approach in order to avoid large-scale economic damage.

Da Nang was placed under the strictest lockdown yet seen in the country, with transport to and from the city shut down and almost all businesses ordered closed, but regions remained relatively open.

Bars, karaoke parlors and nightclubs were closed in Hanoi and Ho Chi Minh City, while gatherings of more than 30 people were banned and masks were made mandatory in public again. However, other aspects of daily were allowed to carry on normally.

Meanwhile, massive Covid-19 testing was rolled out for anyone returning to these cities from Da Nang before its lockdown began, which included tens of thousands of people, and any new patients were isolated while rapid, detailed contact tracing was conducted.

These were the same tactics that the Vietnamese government deployed earlier in the year when the virus first broke out, and they were extremely effective.

And the results speak for themselves, Covid's arse was kicked into touch for an encore ...

By the end of August, the Da Nang lockdown and aggressive testing and tracing elsewhere in the country had slowed the outbreak to a crawl, and Vietnam has now gone over three weeks without any detected community transmission, ending this wave.

Domestic travel to and from the outbreak epicenter has resumed, and businesses in other major cities have returned to normal operations. Vietnam went from 417 total cases before July 24 to 1,069 at the time of writing, according to health ministry figures, indicating the size of the Da Nang outbreak, though a number of those are imported and quarantined infections.

Only 40 cases remain active nationwide, and an air of confidence has returned to the streets. After successfully containing its first outbreak in March and April, Vietnam can now take pride in defeating the coronavirus twice.

Clikey O'Leilly!  With leadership skills and people discipline like that, who'd ever want to have a go on the field of honour with them, eh?

Oh, err, yes, well um ...

SoD

 

 

Tic, tac, toe

First there was Dishy-Rishi with his "Thatcherite" pronouncements ...

https://www.telegraph.co.uk/politics/2020/09/24/sunaks-thatcherite-confession-compelling-audition-head-boy/

Yet buried within the reassurances of wage support and loan extensions were several topics painfully absent from recent political discussions – trade-offs, balancing risks, quality of life and the limits of Government.

“I cannot save every business”, he emoted, “I cannot save every job. No Chancellor could.” It may be the poverty of low expectations, but in these universally statist times, this bland confession sounded positively Thatcherite.

When was the last time you heard a pol  referred to by a hack as "positively Thatcherite"?

Secondly there's Laurence Fox and his new right wing political party "Reclaim" ...

https://www.google.com/amp/s/www.telegraph.co.uk/politics/2020/09/26/laurence-fox-launching-new-political-party-fight-culture-wars/amp/

The actor Laurence Fox is launching a political party to fight the culture wars after raising over £1 million, including substantial sums from former Tory donors, the Telegraph can disclose.

Fox hopes to stand dozens of candidates for his new party at the next general election to provide a political movement for people who are "tired of being told that we represent the very thing we have, in history, stood together against".

And thirdly, last but not least, there's GB News, a right leaning news channel coming soon ...

https://www.google.com/amp/s/amp.ft.com/content/470cf7f4-59e6-47c1-9efa-ce634b7980d7

Andrew Neil to lead new right-leaning UK TV news channel

Veteran broadcaster will launch GB News next year with backing of Discovery

Three right wing fight backs in a row.

Is reaction to the Left Axis taking shape?

And will it come to prove me wrong in saying we should have stayed in Maggie's single market, four freedoms and state aid rules, the missing parts of Blighty's constitution that fettered the otherwise criminally negligent and incompetent re-elected authoritarianism that is Blighty's democracy without them - as evidenced in 1945-75 and since 2016?

Will regular doses of this kind of broadcasting feistiness ...

... rally the Right into a cohesive challenge against the Left Axis?

Or is it just too little too late?  Will the trident assault fizzle out, leaving Blighty to fade into blue, yellow and red socialist oblivion?

Dunno.  But it sure feels like last orders in the last chance saloon.

SoD

I loathe the National Trust

Apologies for my absence this week but the simple fact of the matter is that I had nothing to say - who cheered? - however, today I do have some bile to extrude so take cover.  I have detested the National Trust for decades, even back in those halcyon days when the 'Memsahib' and sundry friends would suggest trips to various glorious properties steeped in history.  In my usual 'old grump' mode I would reluctantly tag along but I hated every minute of it.  In my opinion, those magnificent homes should have remained as the private property of their original owners, not ripped off them by a greedy, socialist State in lieu of outrageous taxes.  Most of them would have been opened to public view by their owners who would have been happy to have the money to keep their properties in good shape.  Needless to say, the State take-over of many of these fine buildings means they have degenerated into empty, dusty museums without soul or spirit.

God rot the National Trust!

 

I'm dying - of boredom!

God!  Life sure is tedious, ain't it?  And yes, yes, I know all about the dangers of 'living in exciting times' but even so, this current existence is truly 'boring-snoring'!  Mind you, I suspect that the eventual outcome of this 'covid-virus-thingie' may well prove to be cataclysmic.  Not so much the virus itself but the eventual knock-on effect on the economy and the social life.  Those effects, of course, will eventually reverberate in the political arena.  The one small advantage to us Brits, of course, is that there is at least four years to go before another election which gives Boris the chance not to panic but to act sensibly.  Alas, 'over there' the election race is off and running.  Even so, I think, I hope, I even pray that 'The Donald' and the 'Repubs' have enough support to hold off the mad 'Lefties'.

We shall see what we shall see, er, and all that sort of thing!

 

 

A Sunday Rumble: 20.9.20

Sorry, Donald, but Daniel Hannan has it about right:  I will not attempt to paraphrase his impeccable English, so instead I will take the lazy way out and just paste and quote from his piece in today's Telegraph:

If I were an American, I’m not sure I could bring myself to vote for Donald Trump. It’s not that he lacks achievements. His tax cuts and deregulation worked: the US economy was booming pre-Covid, and unemployment was at a record low. His judges have the humility to recognise that the Constitution is bigger than they are. His success in reconciling Israel with a number of Arab states would have had the global commentariat demanding a Nobel Peace Prize had it come from any other president.

But I keep coming back to his character flaws: the childish lies; the inability to distinguish between public office and private interests; the mafia-like expectation that his supporters should follow him on his own account, changing their views whenever he does.

Yeeeeees, I think that about sums it up!  Even so, Mr. Hannan reminds us:

I don’t think I could vote for Joe Biden, either. I remember watching him at a conference two years ago, and it already seemed painfully clear that, to deal plainly, he was no longer in his perfect mind. With the world in its worst-ever recession, can Americans afford to have him at the helm?

From a British point of view, though, things are far clearer. Trump is unquestionably the more Anglophile candidate. He identifies strongly with his Scottish mother, and sometimes describes himself as half-British. 

'Nuff said!  I think we'll keep him on!

 

The real test for Boris:   Will he have the balls to flog off the BBC to the highest bidder?  It is now a self-inflated balloon filled with rancid anti-British, pro-socialist opinions and a provider of programmes, sport excepted, that hardly anyone watches or listens to!  It's your final test, Boris, just 'man-up' and do it!

 

This day 80-years ago:   Was the height of the most crucial battle fought by Britain since the Armada.  As has been well-expressed in most of the media, it was fought with the essential assistance of sundry Poles and Czechs and others who took to the skies and helped us defeat the Luftwaffe.  At the same time, we must NEVER forget the likes of the late Sir Robert Watson-Watt who was the force behind the construction of the radar defence system which was to prove critical.  Let us salute all of them, pilots and 'swots' alike!

 

Or could Boris 'do a runner'?   Patrick O'Flynn at The Coffee House seems to think it is quite likely:

Few would suggest that Boris Johnson, for all his gifts, ever had a Wilsonian concentration span or a Stakhanovite work ethic. So it requires no great leap of imagination to suppose that the not easy, not spacious, not socially-orientated days he is enduring right now are not what he had in mind for his premiership.

Throw in divorce, fatherhood again at 56, an impending further marriage and a touch-and-go spell in intensive care that may have left its mark on his own capacity and it's easy to see why the gossip has been building that Johnson may do a Wilson early in 2021, once the main loose ends of Brexit have been tied up.

Apparently, Michael Gove is reckoned as a favourite to take over and that would be interesting not least because I have always detected some considerable intelligence behind those owl-like specs of his.

 

 

No more rumbles

 

 

Farewell Justice Ginsberg, welcome Justice, er, who . . .?

There is nothing, in my limited opinion, quite so fascinating as American constitutional 'brou-ha-has'!  The death of Justice Ginsberg and the resulting open seat on the Supreme Court right on the cusp of a Presidential election is mouth-watering!  'Back in the day', when Democrat Party politics were fairly sane, the matter would not have been quite so critical.  Today, alas, the Dems, like our Labour Party, are riddled with dribbling 'ultras' incapable of coherent political reasoning.  It is essential, in my opinion, that whilst 'The Donald' must operate within the law, he must also be ruthless in pushing a Right-wing candidate into the vacancy.  Another 'Ginsberg' would be a disaster!  To paraphrase on her demise, "There was nothing in her life that so became her as her leaving of it!"

Sorry, Boris, but your time is up!

There's no doubt about it, Boris has faced a fairly severe crisis with all this 'Covid-crap' but the fact is that he has been found wanting!  Let me make clear that I do not have any brilliant, fresh ideas on how it should be handled but the muddled response from Boris & Co. has been mostly desultory, occasionally heavy-handed and with hardly any of it looking very intelligent!  His own, personal re-action as Prime Minister makes Mrs. May look like 'Superwoman'!  At least Churchill made regular and public visits to the bombed ruins to show that he was involved.  At the very start, Boris's 'First Lieutenant', Cummings, 'did a runner' but apparently received no admonishments for it and remains in his job.  Early on in his 'reign', many of us quietly admired Boris for his bouncy, 'boing-boing' approach to public affairs but that disappeared faster than a Spring snowfall!

Do get a grip, Boris, you are making Keir Starmer look like 'Superman'!

 

 

I put my memory down somewhere but I can't remember where!

I do know that the many old codgers - and codgerettes! - who read this blog do not need a whinge from me on the many irritations that accompany old age.  Even so, as a fully qualified, old codger, myself, I do feel the need to moan about one really irritating facet of the condition - loss of memory!  It is, of course, irritating to others - especially, in my case, the 'Memsahib' who suspects that idleness may have more to do with my failure to remember instructions than loss of memory!

Whatever, it is a damned nuisance!  I can sometimes begin a trip upstairs in order to execute some task or other and by the time I reach the top - it's gone!  The rather sadder side of this condition is that people and events that had some impact on my life in earlier years are slowly disappearing into the mist and that truly is depressing.  I will give one example that has just shocked me somewhat.  The other day, some how, in some way (I forget exactly!) the title of Shakespeare's great(est?) play, Troilus and Cressida,  was mentioned.  Now, not only did I once act in a production of it but I also once directed it, but could I remember any of the plot details?  Not a chance!

'Still 'n' all', as I sit here typing this out, I noticed my old copy of the script on the bookshelf so I have hooked it out and will attempt to re-read it.  Perhaps, just perhaps, that will get me back into reading again, a habit I never thought I would lose!

Additional:  I almost forgot - see above! -  to express my thanks to 'SoD' for his contributions to this site in my feeble absence.

 

 

Repetitive Failure Syndrome

RFS is a condition first recognised in Socialism by Marx and Engels, and latterly by Lenin and Stalin, and in all genres of state ownership of the means production by Libertarians since the year dot.  It needs no explanation, it is what is says on the tin:  Repetitive.  Failure.  Syndrome.

Messer's MELS posited that the state would even go so far as to "wither away" as a consequence of RFS ...

https://en.m.wikipedia.org/wiki/Withering_away_of_the_state

Sadly the cries from reason and the third estate to "Bring it on already!" are going unheeded in a truly psychotic and psychopathic manner ...

https://www.telegraph.co.uk/politics/2020/09/15/scaling-testing-centralised-way-will-recipe-disaster/

The definition of insanity is doing the same thing over and over again and expecting a different result.

To put politicians who are people with no track record of operating the means of production in charge of the means of production and expecting them to perform like some super-CEO, Alan Sugar, Richard Branson or Bill Gates, was obviously insane.  For these people called politicians to believe that, in spite of their total lack of any competence or track record, they should still be in charge of the means of production, that was psychotic arrogance.

And then, the pols, having just massacred 60,000 Brits in 3 months, 3 times the rate Adolf Hitler managed over the same period on average in WWII, for them to not resign, to not die of shame, or somewhere in between, demonstrates a psychopathic lack of empathy.

Now it might not seem possible to extend beyond these psychotic and psychopathic criminal negligences, the bringing of a micro-Auschwitz and mini-Gulag simultaneously to these shores in plain view - like the not in plain view institutionalised starvation and dehydration to death of 10,000 elderly and vulnerable people every year that went unnoticed for decades until the media discovered it, a crime against humanity also perpetrated by politicians and the state.

But actually it is possible.  By simply doing it again ...

In April, the Government announced a huge expansion in testing. The Health Department took responsibility away from ill-fated Public Health England. They had failed to stop the outbreak after centralising testing and rebuffing offers from the charities, universities, animal labs and the private sector.

The problem: the Government has repeated PHE’s mistakes. Testing has remained highly centralised – to a small number of “Lighthouse” mega labs. They have shown scant interest in smaller local labs and facilitating new technologies.

Hospitals, care homes and schools are not getting the tests they need. Not to mention the tracing fiasco. Our world-beating test and trace regime is becoming a national embarrassment.

The backlog at the mega labs are holding up the entire testing process. They simply cannot handle the pressure. It would have been wiser to commission 100 smaller labs throughout the country to do 2,000 local tests a day for 200,000 daily tests. If one failed, it would barely impact the overall regime.

But rather than take responsibility for this mess, the Health Secretary Matt Hancock is blaming the public for ordering “frivolous tests”.

This is a self-inflicted disaster. It did not have to be this way – and nor does it have to be this way in future.

In early April, Professor John Newton was appointed “testing czar” – despite coming from the failing PHE. Newton explained their closed attitude: “That’s a very clear message: we are not relying on lots of people coming forward to help us to achieve what’s required,” Newton said.

The state has quite literally hired the same people in the same centralised model and done it again.

And incredibly it doesn't end there.  The pols and state are about to do it again ...

The Government is now pursuing Project Moonshot, another mass expansion of testing. This is visionary and worth the cost. If we could do tens of millions of tests each week we could go out socialising, working and being educated as normal with reassurance.

But if the Government takes the same centralised approach to testing for a third time it will be destined to fail like the other two. 

These new tests won’t require central labs and bureaucratic control; or even any machinery or expertise to administer. They just require a new way of thinking about testing. The Government would not be in charge. They need to deregulate: allow anyone, for any reason they like, to produce and order the necessary chemicals (reagents), DNA primers, antibodies, and tubes.

Testing is how we save lives, get our economy and schools back to normal, and avoid further lockdowns and restrictions on liberty. Let’s not screw it up again.

What is this?  Some weird social sciences experiment to understand the very worst periods of human history by re-enacting them?  In this case with a 3x greater death rate than the original, as if to heighten the sensation?

Insane.  Psychotic.  Psychopathic.

And there's no end in sight.  All X's in all boxes on all ballot papers lead to the same outcome.

British democracy has become re-elected totalitarianism.  British democracy has become the very "Boot stamping on a human face, forever" foreseen by Orwell.

How ironic.

SoD

Are you "Wake" yet?

Two fellas on the same wavelength ...

Wake:  An awareness of the illiberal, undemocratic, anti-enlightenment nature of woke and its danger to a free and equal society.

SoD

"So, who's a naughty boy then?" Er, me, actually!

Yes, sorry, sorry for going a.w.o.l. for the past couple of days or so but frankly what is there to write about?  Even 'The Donald' seems to have faded from the headlines and Boris appears to have put away his clown outfit and is trying his best to appear restrained and sensible - 'E for Effort', Boris!  Even so, it's all very boring even if I keep reminding myself that it is a curse to live in interesting times!

Talking of 'interesting times', there is a fictional program on the 'telly' tonight based on Singapore as war broke out.  I shall watch it because I am something of 'an old Singapore hand, don'cha know'! Happily - mega-happily! - my tour of duty was well after the Japanese invasion and the only invaders we feared was a visit by the US Far East Fleet - sheer hell, I tell you, sheer hell!  Well, just imagine several hundred 'JKs' let loose on the town!  I was amused to read that they had to film it up in Malaysia because there was no part of modern Singapore that looked the part!  Mostly, that was due to the late - and exceedingly great! -  Mr. Lee Kuan Yew who was ruler of Singapore when it was granted independence.  He is one of the exceedingly tiny group of politicians I truly admire.  I lived there during his first years in power and his intelligence was awesome!

Meanwhile, America - yet again! - demonstrates the 'stoopidity' of me moaning about English weather!  The scenes from the western side are truly horrifying.  I can hardly believe the colossal dimensions of the fires ravaging California.  On the whole Americans are a sturdy bunch of people but I do hope 'The Donald' has some imaginative and useful assistance he can offer them in this catastrophe.

 

 

We don't need no stinking badges!

Covid marshals on £30k a year by a Conservative government, eh? ...

https://www.telegraph.co.uk/news/2020/09/11/covid-marshals-deeply-alarming-notion/

For those outside the DT paywall ...

It’s a classic case of rewarding bad behaviour. Those with the most time on their hands, causing the most nuisance have now been given a formalised role if they wish to put themselves forward. And it may not just feed their desire to snitch and stir, but could prove extremely lucrative as well, with reports that marshals could be paid up to £30,000 per year – more than some junior doctors. The details of how the marshals will be deployed and paid are being left to local authorities to decide, but the push from the centre to dish out the badges and cash reveals some stark revelations about the coming months: the Government is serious about rolling back liberties again, and it’s increasingly uninterested in the extent to which the public consents.

Well what can one say but: if that's the Tories, just imagine what Labour would do?  Woke marshals?

And soon there will be no escape.

Welcome to Gulag Blighty, courtesy YOU 23rd June 2016.

SoD

Break or BRINO?

Here's the must-read best roadmap analysis of the Withdrawal Agreement / International Law debacle, written by died-in-the-wool Brexiteer Sherelle Jacobs of the DT ...

https://www.telegraph.co.uk/politics/2020/09/10/no-10-must-stand-firm-flouting-international-law-face-eu-expansionism/

BoJo must either walk away from the Withdrawal Agreement or do BRINO covered with subterfuge: "major British capitulations as minor tweaks, and minor EU concessions as major climbdowns."

By 31/12/2020 we will know for sure what Dombo's gov is truly made of. Is it weakness shrouded in the faux strength of a bully, or is there a deep and enduring strength of principled power? From this light of revealing truth there can be no more retreat.

Break or BRINO, which will it be?

What do you think?

SoD

Ach aye the noo, or something like that!

As my surname indicates, I am actually half Scottish although my time spent up in, er, 'bonny Scotland' has been minimal.  The only exceptions were courtesy of the Ministry of Defence who sent me - and several hundred others - up there to play soldiers.  My abiding memory is that it was exceedingly hilly, cold, wet and windy!  So, just like Yorkshire and the Lake District, really!  Anyway, the Jocks, under the leadership of the mighty midget, Nicola Sturgeon, are poised to depart the so-called 'United Kingdom'.  Why do I feel a tiny bit relieved?

Actually, it is nothing to do with Scotland or the Scots whom I mostly admire but it is all to do with the scoundrels who infest the Scottish National Party, particularly the atrocious, wee Nicola!  She knows full well that any divorce from Britain would inflict enormous hardships and problems on the Scottish people but, of course, she 'disnae give a flying fig' for that because it will give her a platform to strut her stuff, not just in Edinburgh but, more importantly, in Brussels.

For God's sake, 'Jockland', get a grip and kick the silly woman off the stage and stick with the English whose history you share and who admire you immensely.  Do you seriously believe that Brussels is going to treat you better than London?

 

 

'Buddy, can you spare a dime?'

That, according to Freddy Gray in The Spectator, is now the main message emanating from the Trump re-election campaign!  Yes, poor - and I do mean 'poor' - old Donald is in need of a few 'readies' to help his re-election:

You can tell something about a campaign by the desperation-levels of its fundraising emails. In recent weeks, Team Trump’s digital team has started to resemble a company on the verge of bankruptcy. My inbox is full of emails purporting to be from various members of the Trump family, telling ME in CAPITAL LETTERS how important it is that I STEP UP and PAY THEM.

Heavens to Betsy, hoodathunkit?!  

 

 

 

Breakin' the law, breakin' the law!

Remember that old Judas Priest belter?! ...

https://youtu.be/L397TWLwrUU

The new national anthem for Brexit Blighty under the Dombo crime syndicate, perhaps? ...

https://www.google.com/amp/s/amp.cnn.com/cnn/2020/09/08/uk/uk-brexit-legislation-international-law-intl/index.html

I wonder if the lads pushing up daisies in some corner of a European field would be proud?

We gave, for the kleptocracy

Makes ya praad to be British, don't it!

SoD

Total shambles @ D&N - sorry!

I am suffering with CM (computer malfunctions), or, to be more accurate, I think it is actually DDM (David Duff malfunctions).  A tad busy this morning but I hope to apply my legendary brain power to the problem later on today - who snorted in derision?

Back later . . .

Boris is rubbish!

Read this opening line carefully.  Boris is a pricked balloon!  (See why I urged care in reading?)  He came into play like the bouncing balloon he resembles and I for one thought this was the beginning of "interesting times".  Instead it has been totally turgid times!  Boris appears to have no original thoughts about anything.  He could have indulged himself - and us! - by some original negativity, like calling a halt to that ridiculous HS2 project which will, allegedly, get us from London to Manchester ten minutes quicker than now even if it does bankrupt us!  Or he could have cheered us all up by sacking that total 'plonker', Gavin Williamson, who masquerades as the Minister for Education!  And what, if anything, is that supposed 'live-wire', Dominic Cummings, doing to earn his crust?  Sweet F.A., by the look of it!

Get a grip, Boris, or get lost!

 

 

 

This blog site is rubbish - and I'm to blame!

Sorry, sorry, sorry but I admit to being guilty of gross dereliction of duty!  Don't ask me why!  Mostly, I put it down to that unstoppable and dreaded old age creeping in and taking me unawares.  Suddenly - or at least it seems sudden to me! - I lack all energy, both physical and mental.  I still pay attention to the news which continues to contain the usual percentage of cant and claptrap but where-as before it would have sent me to my computor and had my fingers dancing across the keyboard with one of my usual tirades, now, I just shrug and mutter 'Same-old-same-old'.

It may be that 'back in the day', when I had yet to enter my 80s, I felt that the daily news might reverberate inside my own existence.  It was, so to speak, personal, even if it was all kicking off on the other side of the world.  Now, at the age of 81, I am less than interested.  I have heard all those lying-liars so many times it is utterly boring and tedious.  Actually, I become more aroused by the politics of past times.  Alas, such is my old-age lethargy that I can hardly be bothered to open a book and that's even if my arthitic, old hands could hold the bloody thing!

Even so, as far as this blog is concerned, I have over the years made some good friends, even if, alas, they remain 'e-friends'.  I am conscious of my debt to them and their numerous contributions to this site so I really must get a grip and then get the fingers tapping again.  Needless to say, although I promise some more material, alas, I cannot confirm its quality - so no change there then!