27 July 2009

Thought for the day

No British bank failures in the 20th century while the Old Lady of Threadneedle Street was in charge, She of the dreaded Raised Eyebrow of Disapproval. Not a single bank failure. Not one. None at all.

Along comes The Greatest Chancellor in British History. He briskly sends the Old Lady into retirement, ordering her to keep a-hold of the cash box but otherwise mind her own business. He invents an FSA in his own Midasian image to replace the old girl as bank supervisor and whoosh! Down it all comes.

Let's hear it for Gordon Brown, ladees and gennlemen! Yay! The Greatest Finance Minister On Earth! Woohoo! Meh. We are to be poorer for a whole generation - for twenty years or more. Talk about a fitting legacy for the Dear Leader.

Everything (yes, everything) the nasty, Scottish-chauvinist, male-chauvinist, disastrously incompetent, ignorant, arrogant, big-mouthed, bullying, blundering, half-blind and totally deaf, centralising, unbelievably overpromoted, statist, Socialist arse has ever constructed has been utter crap. Everything. Utter. Crap.

Failure at every bloody turn, buried beneath a Brown Cairngorm of obfuscation; of complexity for its own sake; of Brownies and outright lies; of disgusting political thuggery of a magnitude unprecedented in modern British history.

And all to keep Brown in power. That's it. That's his whole agenda. Personally to hold on to power so that The State (qui est lui-meme, naturellement) can eventually control pretty much everything because Gordon Knows Best and everyone else (yes, that means you) is fucking stupid (copyright G. Brown).

Tax credits, bafflingly complex taxation system, PFI, 'poverty targets', every single cost forecast he has ever made and then blithely buried, bank (non-)regulation...

Can you think of anything Brown has set up which, you know, works? Anything? Anything at all? (Read this and weep.)

Not that Will Hutton believes any of the above, the sad sod. He's still working from the Gordon Brown Big Book Of Ruining. It tells you exactly how your average Socialist can successfully ruin the British economy, constitution, society... oh, all right, you get the picture.

Whenever I hear/read/hear poor old Willy's meanderings, I remember my grandmother's admonition: 'Don't do that, dear. The wind'll change and you'll be left like it.' The winds of reality blew as predicted and poor old Willy was so intent on maintaining his position that he was indeed left like it. He is destined never to learn a thing, not from his own mistakes nor from the bleedin' obvious reality of Ruin all around him.

No matter how much you try, you cannot dissuade some people from the belief that there are fairies at the bottom of their garden. All one can hope to do is ensure that they never get into government (again).

Hat tip to Tim Worstall.

1 comments:

  1. Imagine the jockish oaf on Xmas morning trying to put toys together.
    poor kids.

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