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.
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