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.

Theresa May: ‘We’ll stop migrants if Euro collapses.’

 Tell me another one, just like the other one. Tell me another one DO!

What does it take to get these plonkers singing from the same hymn sheet, as the rest of the UK populace? Can’t they see the EU is a dead duck and can’t they see either that it took several hundred years and a constitution that people could subscribe to,  in creating the United State of America?

 

  For anyone to construct a rival for America is a non-starter as far as the disparate States of the EU are concerned. Everybody and his dog in the European Union wants prosperity without sacrificing sovereignty. So it can never be made to work till all the disparate states of Europe are ready to be governed by Eurocrats in Brussels the Capital of a United States of Europe. Ever possible? Never in a million.

 

  That Monster Raving Loony Party in Brussels known as the European Commission have about as much chance of making that one stick as Eric Bristow’s ‘Ashtray on a Motorbike’ can collect fag ash. They just don’t geddit and it’s difficult to see how anyone can get through to their numskulls of solid bone.  

  What I find even more inexplicable is all this nonsense spouted by the Coalition, particularly the Lib-Dem faction who are so brainless it seems that they can’t even keep their own prospects in line with what the bulk of UK popular opinion thinks of them.

  How many ‘null point’ polls does it take to get through to the Lib-Dems that they are yesterday men from circa 1920. Can’t they see that to survive in modern Britain they have to adapt to the times and stop trying to get the public adopt their cock-eyed view of what we should be and where we should be going with these damnable windmills and their cock-eyed hackneyed view of the world we should live in.

  Modern politicians it seems have not got over the blow to their egos, as the goodies they thought were theirs by right were snatched away, like a rattle from a baby in a pushchair. They seem to have lost any connection with the views of the common people, the bulk of our disaffected, alienated, electorate, who can no longer be bothered to turn out and vote.

  Don’t they realise the level of feeling in the country at large against the constant stream of dictats from this bogus ECHR  and the crazy directives issued by the EU Commission that would trample roughshod over a thousand years of Perfidious Albion.

Enough, is enough, is enough!

Watch this space, I’ll be back.

Tom.

“PREPARE FOR GREEK EXIT” - Sez Dave

  

He just dunner geddit

If indeed Dave has failed to cotton on to the fact that a vast majority of the UK peeps want to see an end to this diabolical experiment in Europe and its effects on our Heritage. Then it must be time for the men in grey suits to make their move.

  We’ve had enough Dave, what we got was a Lib-Dem wimp disaster, when we needed a Margaret Thatcher Mark II. It might have been slightly excusable, had he not lost every conceivable argument in favour of leaving the EU from the vast majority of the UK populace's point of view. But there’s no sensible rhyme or reason why we should suffer the insufferable when it doesn’t have to be this way. “Prepare for a Greek exit from the Euro,’ he sez.

   Is this the best he has to offer us when the nation is crying out for change and the stricture of this straitjacket mentality of the Euro Commissioners? When all we need is to be set free, released to stand on our own feet, Fishing, Farming and Financing our way to freedom from these irreconcilable yokes that our exit from the EU would demolish at a stroke. The fantastic abilities of the British people are being held in check by a European elite with no idea which way to go next.

  There can be little doubt now that The EU in all its bogus, grotesque incarnations and manipulations, is a busted flush. The death throes are upon it and still the Europhiles can’t see the blindingly obvious fault lines, ensnaring the weaker members, as they loom ever closer to massive default.

  All the wriggling and squirming in the entire world that periodically comes to the fore as the evil bankers attempt to wriggle off the hook, is achieving nothing. Why should we bale them out? They have taken us all for a ride over the past two hundred odd years, by persuading governments of the world to legislate in favour of their loan sharking activities, when it really did not have to be this way.

  The ills of this whole financial imbroglio are now threatening the very existence of the very people who perpetrated it, as inevitably and inexorable the mountain of interest charges they have created, is burying them under an intolerable avalanche from which their only escape, is to plead for deliverance from the taxpayers.

  They want the all the Governments of Europe to squeeze the peeps and bale them out one more time. But only until the next time, when once again the same old chestnuts are racked out of the dying embers as time and again we’re faced with Armageddon as default and debt threatened to overwhelm everybody and his dog. For years they’ve managed to wriggle and squirm their way out of it, but it’s different this time.

  The money they created out of thin air, has finally morphed into the rope that will hang them and the siren voices ring loud and clear. It’s no use the politicians trying to scaremonger about hard times, for bad debt is now universal and the final reckoning is to hand. The mighty EU shambles, is crumbling around us and the high and mighty German economic powerbrokers refuse do what’s required in the way of social transfers to save the 'Impossible Dream'.

  The latest wheeze to get the holy grail of growth moving up instead of down is to re-capitalise the Banks. But hold on who was it got us into this mess in the first place? Recapitalising the banks will get us nowhere. All it needs is good bout of government issued interest free debt.

  All this blather about (QE) Quantitative Easing or (PoM) Printing of Money is a cul-de-sac, a sop to the Fractional Reserve Bankers. It’s the road to nowhere exactly where we’ve been heading since the crash of 2008. Why? Because Big Government lacked the guts to axe the frivolous spending of the Nanny State Dependency Cult of their predecessors. So when the Coalition took over, it carried on spending like there's no tomorrow.

  Why should we suffer this way when all we need to do is follow the Frank L. Baum’s Yellow Brick Road? It’s as easy as that and if what we see on offer now, is as good as it gets. Then it really must be time for the men in Grey Suits to move in and carry them off, Coalition and All.

Watch this space, I'll be back!

Tom.

The Tom Stack Election Analysis

Another day older 'n' deeper in Debt?  

Well it’s all over for another year folks, bar the histrionics and the ritual analyst's take, on the fallout. For as things stand, when we get back to normal, the journos, the bloggers and the pseudo-politicians no doubt, will be endeavouring to keep us on the edge. Spellbound by their tales of woe and diminishing any credible opposition, to their all-conquering prowess. While anyone daring to stick their head above the parapet and tell it like it is, is vilified as out of touch, by the political hierarchy.  But here goes:

Already the dust is settling on yet another fevered burst of dis-connection with the political elite, as only 25 percent give or take a few percent, bother to turn out and vote. So all the crowing in the world about stunning victory rings hollow, as yet again a mood swing of disaffection conveys control of City Councils into the hands of a raft of self-appointed Guardians of our best interests. People it appears, who in the widest possible sense of the word are driven by little more than self-interest and the prize of a nice little earner.

Despite all the expressed best intentions, in the electioneering scribblings that pop through our letter boxes.  The reality is they’re making promises they have no intention of keeping. So now we face a litany of despair, as they parrot-off the usual excuses. ‘We didn’t know things were this bad, till we got to see the books.’

Well I’ve been telling the truth they try to hide in all the years since I was persuaded to become a councillor and then decided I’d have no truck with this pseudo-politicians world of - ‘Pull the other one'. The main reason it seems to me, is because the pseudo-politicians realised long ago that people have no wish to see it how it is. The voters per se, much prefer someone making promises along the lines of how they’d like it to be, with everybody and his dog on Easy Street.

So there you have it folks  - (Plus ca change, c’est tout la meme chose). i.e. The more things change, the more they stay the same and they will do, for as long as the wicked Bankers hold the whole world to ransom, with their Fractional Reserve Banking Scam. When all we need to do is follow the Yellow Brick Road, as laid out by Frank L. Baum in his amazing age-old tale, the ‘Wizard of Oz’. I’m referring here to the real story, not the imaginary world of the Judy Garland film, loosely based on the book. You can download the Bill Still video from the internet, if you really need to know the true facts. If curiosity leads you to ask, what is it all really about?

No doubt of late, you have been inundated by expressions of interest by the banks and other financial institutions trying to persuade you to accommodate them with any precious savings you have left. They need a stake for their seat at the greatest Casino of all time, the Financial Instrument Market. Of course they have no intention of telling you what goes on there. Well not  till they get up from the tables skint to give the taxpayer a 'mugging', as the ‘Lender of Last Resort’.  

   

So that’s where it’s at folks, as yet another bigger and better tranche of austerity come your way. Though if you haven’t got it figured yet I can only say to you. It doesn’t have to be this way.  But it will stay this way till you realise you can make a difference by using your vote to express a preference for another way of doing things through a party offering Democracy First. More as a way of life rather than as a political expedient, to hang on by the fingertips to a nice little earner.

But with the UK mired in interest bearing debt, and with interest charges heading north, the future looks bleak for the UK's Finances. For as several of the now ruling elite, have often told me in the past. You have a mortgage and that's all we're doing motrgaging the UK's assets. If only they too realised. 

It does not have to be this way!

      

Watch this space, I'll be back,

Tom.

A bit of Tom Stack style realism

With apologies to Thomas Gray

The Curfew tolls the knell of parting day.

The lowing herd winds slowly o’er the lea.

The ploughman homeward plods his weary way,

And leaves the world to darkness and to me.

                                                                          Thomas Gray 1716-71

Elegy in the Real World by Tom Stack

As the Evil Empire sinks its fangs ever deeper into the fabric of British Sporting Life, has the time come to repatriate our destiny, as the nation that prides itself on fair play and level playing fields.

  For if the invasion by our Antipodean allies, becomes all consuming, as appears to be the case. Especially if the launch of their new Formula One Motor Racing channel, is anything to go by, projecting it as if they now own the TV rights to F1 and every other sporting activity, in perpetuity. (It could bear distinct similarities to the way the Treaty of Nanking 1842, ceded the island of Hong Kong to the British Crown in Perpetuity). Though it could be there’s a lesson here, like? ‘Nothing is Forever’?

   Soon maybe we’ll wake up and discover they’ve hi-jacked the Horse & Country Channel and wish to charge us for watching the Ploughing Competitions. (At least that’s all in a straight line). Then when it’s all done and dusted we get to watch a Paint Drying event, just to soften us up. But seriously if we don’t act to stem this rising tide, we’ll all be drowning in a sea of subscriptions steadily and remorselessly creeping up to more than £500 per annum, on top of the licence fee.

  So with all the resources at their command, is it not time to set the BBC free to compete on a level playing field by using the massive income they enjoy for the benefit of the hard pressed taxpayers who contribute the Beeb’s income of £3,500+mn circa annually, in its entirety. Usually for no other reason than the most morbid of social engineering experimentation? Scrap the licence fee and turn it into a voluntary subscription channel. Let's have a bit of real competition. 

  No more streaming of cut price discarded snippets cast at our feet from on high, by the Evil Empire, in the way the best of British Football has been destroyed, by an Arena Mentality more suited to the Roman Empire with the following of a baying mob and a wages which make a Banker's bonus look like small change.

Watch this space, I’ll be back! 

 Tom.

Maybe the Cat can look at the King (Part II)

But can Lib-Dems command the heights?

By trying to influence government policy, is Nick Clegg condemning his party to eternal meltdown or hoping that in some way the public at large will begin to embrace the Lib-Dem mantra of wishy-washy political expediency? Though more likely this Lib-Dem posturing is the obvious result of endless generations in isolated opposition.

 

  Polls apart, the damage inflicted by going against mainstream public opinion is causing incalculable damage to UK Plc. So the flaky responses to enduring problems will come back to haunt them, as they face even more generations of eternal opposition, at the next asking.

 

  You see the big problem here for the Lib-Dems is that in opposition you can say or do anything, since you are never going to answer for the result. So as the levers of power slip effortlessly from their illusory perception of the reality of Coalition, it becomes patently clear they are singing from the wrong hymn sheet.

  Maybe Dave believes that in casting aspersions at Nick’s disapprobation of Tory realism, he is driving the dagger ever deeper into the heart of Liberal thinking. It could well be that in planting seeds of despair at Lib-Dem stalling of promised reforms, he is creating the impression of what the benefits would be if went his own way.

 

  Can we really believe this tack after so many broken promises, though in some ways  as the Europhiles go for more pernicious tax raising measures calculated to neuter the position of  UK’s ‘City’ of London as the Clearing Bank for the World. The danger of closer ties with Brussels looks doomed, as the real power brokers take over and the ‘City’ takes over the world.

 

  But hang on a mo, think on this! Does such a takeover depend on survival of Fractional Reserve Banking? The means by which, what we assume to be our Democratic Freedoms are stifled by the real Fat Controller. For it doesn’t have to be this way. We can follow the Yellow Brick Road as laid out for us by Frank L. Baum in the real Wizard of Oz, not I assert the Judy Garland version.

 

  On the other hand maybe there is no such thing as Jam Tomorrow, as the Queen insisted. Jam yesterday or jam today, but never jam tomorrow for tomorrow never comes. It’s just any other day, it’s never today.

Watch this space, I’ll be back and lookout for (Part III)

Tom.