Blair’s guilt over wrecked economy?

Crocodile tears

It truly defeats me that Anthony Blair has the gall to even dream about making a comeback into British politics, for he appears not have taken onboard the politician’s mantra (never apologise, never explain). But to sit there in anticipation that he can mitigate the effects of his stewardship by coming clean when he above all is responsible for the appointment of Gordon Brown, as the dottiest chancellor ever, beggars belief.

It’s truly astounding in that anyone so fiscally naïve could be put in charge of the nation’s finances and then sit there claiming to have ended boom and bust. When the entire nation was going to hell in a handcart on the back of the biggest bust in modern times is absolutely ludicrous. I say it again as I said back in 1997, when they turned over the setting of interest rates to the Bankers. The Bankers are only ever going to set the rate in favour of their Fractional Reserve Banking system.

For I knew then and I know even more so now that this business of creating money out of thin air, together with the ability to do it vested in the Bankers, in no way follows the principles of the Yellow Brick Road. It merely permits the Investment Bankers to use whatever means they can, to get their sticky little mitts on as much as they can to use the system and clip clop off into the sunset with obscene amounts of the racked up interest fees, filling their boots.

        

Sooner or later it has to be brought to an end, it cannot go on forever without end.  For as in all things where excess becomes the norm, the law of diminishing returns will impose itself. Oh all the Brightboys who sense their magic formula is about to be rent asunder by common sense will rail at the prospect of having to carry out mundane chores to make a living. But if that’s what it takes, sobeit.

Watch this space, I’ll be back!

Tom.  

Toryboys for U-turns?

By tomtom

Don’t you believe it

Uturns, about-turns downturns? They’re just a way of degrading the aspirations of the Lib-Dems, to leave their imprint on the fabric of our Society. It was going to be the Lib-Dems version of the ‘Big Society’ and they’re absolutely tee’d off that Dave picked up the idea and ran with it before they realised he’d scuppered their plans again.

  Did you fall for all that guff in the ‘gardin’ at No.10? The false air of bonhomie, the laughing and joking like were all pals together – no way José. Crafty as a ‘cartload of monkeys’ these Toryboys as over the horizon zooms the latest, scupper Nick ploy, 100 Toryboys threaten revolt over the HoL débâcle. What’s the betting every one of them had personal text from Dave?

  Call it a U-turn if you like, but it was little more than a hefty boot into the long grass for Nick and his hapless band of Derring-Doers. They’re just not up to speed when it comes to ‘Politikin’. But the odds ‘agin’ the Lib-Dems are daunting since the Toryboys wheeled out their latest secret weapon – Jesse ‘Flashman’ Norman.

  Now the rebel faction can sing Dixie and they have a leader. So who knows where he can lead, especially if he gets his teeth into this latest Toryboy ploy, to renegotiate our terms for associate membership of the EU.

  EFTA here we come and with the Commonwealth to boot it looks like the future can be bright as we trade with the rest of the world on our own terms. While Farming, Fishing and Financing our way to a new prosperity. Begone you Eurocrats, Perfidious Albion rules O.K.

Watch this space I’ll be back!

Tom.