Monday 31 December 2007

Footling point

How do I change the time setting on this damn thing? It’s 10.15 in the morning, not 01.44? (or whatever time the blog deems this was posted at).

New Years Eve

Another year ends, another begins. Time for reflection on ones personal achievements in the year nearly past.
Um
Well
Er.
OK enough of that.

Overall a good year for the Tories. Nu-Lab dumped the leader who’d taken them through three election victories and replaced him with a psychopath control freak whose abundant weaknesses are becoming increasingly apparent (shrewd move comrades). Call me Dave has managed to hold the party together while increasing its appeal to the broader public. LibDems continue to elect caretaker leaders.

Overall a bad year for liberty. The Stalinist tendency of NuLab continues to reduce our civil liberties (why do so few people realise just how close to a police state this country has become) using the Magna Carter as toilet paper. Satan continues to persecute motorists in London, seemingly with impunity. Nanny wants us all to suffer restrictions on drinking (and possibly higher prices) because a few idiots get drunk, fight and throw up in the high streets (which has never ever ever happened in the past of course, all those cartoons about gin sodden London in the (?) 18th Century were lies.
WTF. Whatever happened to personal responsibility? I watched Police Camera Road Rage Wars (or something) where two policemen staked out a car because they’d been told that a banned driver might be using his car. OK he was (though how many days stakeout weren’t shown because he didn’t on those days wasn’t revealed), but is this efficient use of police time? If a banned driver is caught in the normal course of events by all means throw the book at him. Put him away for 5 or 10 years just for driving while banned, more if he’s caused an accident and even more if he’s injured someone. If he killed someone make it a life sentence, but don’t waste police time by watching him to see if he might commit a crime. There are enough genuine crimes going unsolved as it is.

Then ID cards; despite proving to everyone’s satisfaction that the government is incapable of keeping secret data secret NuLab continues down this path of folly. What glee will be experienced by the first criminal to crack that particular database, or more likely the first one to find it on a bus next to an M15 dossier marked “Top Secret”? I asked the Home office (e-mail) what extra benefits I would get from having an ID card, unsurprisingly their response failed to provide any.
Anyway, why should I have to “prove” who I am? I know who I am and if some govt orc wants evidence he can fucking well look for it himself. This is all about making life easy for civil servants and the police, not about enhancing the lives and freedoms of Her Majesty’s subjects.

Right, having worked myself into a lather time to lie down in a darkened room with a cool moist towel over my forehead.

Happy New Year.

Thursday 27 December 2007

Benazir Bhutto

Benazir Bhutto has been killed in a suicide attack. A bad day for freedom.

The sales or the office - no contest

Thursday 27/12. The high streets are full of bargains (at least according to the adverts and the news) so the pressure for a shopping trip has become inescapable. What fun, hours of traipsing round shops I don’t want to go into saying “yes that’s really nice”, “no, you don’t look fat in that” and “yes that’s a really good price” (for something you don’t want / need).
Cunning plan, drop everyone off a Knightsbridge then into the office for a couple of hours of solitaire, writing this post, seeing if anything’s happened on Guido and Iain Dale (it hasn’t), then collect the exhausted masses and back home for turkey and (rather nice) ham.

MP’s seem to be voting themselves an above inflation paydeal – nice trick that, wish I could do the same. Shame about the police rise. Why isn’t MP’s pay set by an independent body? One of Gordon’s “citizens juries” perhaps. I sent 10 Downing St an e-mail stating that I’d like to be on one of these juries and asked that the application process be explained to me. No reply – I wonder why not. Surely these independent, representative, and totally non political juries aren’t appointed from the perceived great and good? Oh, they are.

Another day closer to Satan’s new improved anti choice (ie anti car) scheme. Please God, take him away.

Thursday 20 December 2007

Christmas Break

Locked the keys in my car this morning while scraping frost off the window screen. Doh. Happily that very, very nice AA man arrived within 30 mins and 10 seconds later the car was unlocked. Gosh these things are easy to break into once you know how.

Drove into the great city listening to Nick Ferrari interviewing Satan (Ken Livingstone is the name he uses on earth at the moment, Satan, not Nick Ferrari). When quizzed on the £2½ million of taxpayers’ money his mates had frittered away Satan gave remarkably calm and reasoned answers without actually promising to do anything about it. That’s so typical of Labour; either

1) it’s not my fault it was [name an official usually junior] (used by all of them)
2) I wasn’t there (Gordon)
3) what’s important now is [insert spurious statement] (a labour favourite – anything rather than address the issue)
4) It’s the tories wot dun it (has crept back into usage as labours incompetence becomes increasingly apparent)
5) The Tories are just as bad (but they’re not and even if they were that’s not the point).

Anyway, must go and do that last minute X-mas shopping.

Wishing everyone (anyone?) who reads this a Merry Christmas

Thursday 13 December 2007

Office party

Office party last night. Pleasant enough Portuguese restaurant allegedly frequented by the special one, though he wasn’t there yesterday. Food OK. Fizz, wine and calvados (a personal weakness) plentiful. The firm had booked a caricaturist – a sad reminder of how far from one’s mental image one has become over the years. Where did that fat bald bloke in the mirror come from?

The bash finished about 12.30, despite the best efforts of some of us to continue elsewhere the critical mass was missing so instead a short weave through the drunken crowds back to the flat.

Woke to discover that Comrade Brown will be signing the EU Constitution after all, just not with any cameras to catch the event. Wasn’t there some promise at the last election of a referendum on this? I know I’m hungover but I’m sure there was. Also didn’t some-one say something like “this is a matter of trust between me and the electorate”?

Can’t the Comrades keep any promises?

God, roll on the revolution (or at least the election)

Wednesday 12 December 2007

Well, having discovered that I actually have a reader I'll post again.
Today I had the misfortune to bring a car into central London. WTF are Thieves for Livingstone (TFL) doing to our city. My journey time has increased by 15 minutes, entirely due to man made congestion. Why is TFL increasing congestion when they promised to reduce it? Why does TFL design roads so as to increase pollution (by slowing traffic to a crawl)? One way to get into their thick heads that slower traffic means more polution would be to calculate the increased carbon emmissions caused by their "road improvements" and make them pay for it personally.
Sadly it'll never happen.
For God' sake Boris - WIN.