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Tuesday 16 September 2008

Clause 4 Thought


Ha-ha, ha-ha, ha-ha-ha - now fuck off!!



Now, I may have got this wrong, but to the best of my memory...........

Nationalised industries - and by these I mean utilities and essential public services, such as post offices - were owned by the tax-payers. They kept charges to a minimum as they had no NEED to make vast profits, only to make money to reinvest in the service, and any money they did make belonged to the tax-payers anyway.
Their bosses were paid morally justifiable wages, wages which could be seen to fit at the top of a scale on which their employees were paid.
When these nationalised industries made a loss, the shortfall was made up by the tax-payer.
However, Murdoch and the Daily Mail told everyone that nationalised industries were crap and couldn't work and always made a loss. They said they were run by crap managers and the only way forward was to privatise everything and base the whole system on a share-owning "democracy" (Ha, ha, ha, ha!). Deregulation would then open up the "markets" and, with loads of different companies competing for the same business, prices to the consumer would be driven down and services would be improved. Private enterprise would attract the very best managers (aka people who produce fuck all and take all they fucking want). Also, the tax-payer would not have to fund the infrastructure or any losses.

Well, how fucking come, in this mad, massively unstable world of private enterprise, when banks and insurance companies go bust (as a result of their own sheer greed, greed not only of their chief executives but also of their think-short-term-get-big-bonuses-driven employees), Johnny Tax-payer is expected to pick up the fucking pieces?
Were we given regular wads of cash from their gigantic profits in the early days? No, we weren't. That went to the bosses, the employees and the shareholders. Were these shareholders little old Mrs Snatchbollock down the road, Mr and Mrs Wifentwokids on the new estate, Ms Canvaspants, the struggling primary school teacher and well known lone parent? Nope! You see, the vast majority of the shares in these corporations were/are owned by other coporations and mega-wealthy speculators.
Were the bosses of these obscene outfits paid salaries in some way linked to a pay scale at the companies? Nope! They were paid as much as they could fucking get away with, while the rest of us in the real world paid the price in cut services and highers charges. "Well, you've got to pay the best to get the best", said Murdoch and the Mail. Well, if they were so fucking good, how come all these banks and financial corporations are going tits up? Isn't that the fault of the managers? Wasn't it them who made ridiculously risky investments in pursuit of short-term profits?

So, who suffers? Those red-braced, stripey-shirted, Mormon-coiffured fucking avaricious young BMW-driving wankers who were only interested in making lots of money for producing absolutely nothing except numbers on a balance sheet, for a start. Five thousand of them were made redundant with the collapse of Lehmans - and I've never laughed so much to see people losing their jobs. All the other bastard banks and insurance companies are still in the firing line, however. Which will go bust next? Merril-lynch? Morgan Stanley? Goldman Sachs? HBOS? The answer is the same as to the question "If Jim Davidson, Margaret Thatcher, Liam Gallacher, Anne Diamond and Vanessa Feltz all fell off a cliff, who would hit the ground first?"..........WHO FUCKING CARES!!!!

Now AIG is on the verge of collapse. Everyone around the world will suffer if it's not rescued by the taxpayers of the good 'ole US of A, we are told. Well, my advice is, think long-term, not short-term like them. Endure a little bit of suffering - go on, forego that third holiday of the year or that fourth 4x4 - until these wankers go to the wall and they all start weeping and wailing. Fuck 'em. When will they ever fucking learn - global capitalism don't work!!

Global capitalism can go to Grantham.

7 comments:

garfer said...

Nationalized industries were a bag of shite: 4 weeks to get a phone line installed, the Austin Allegro, constant strikes, clapped out shipyards, British Rail pork pies, miserable bastard posties. The reason they didn't feel the need to make large profits was because they couldn't make a profit at all: only huge losses paid for by the tax payer (their theoretical owners).

Unfortunately the privatised alternative is turning out to be a bag of shite as well.

I'm emigrating to Bulgaria. At least you can smoke in the pub.

Barry Lawrence said...

Four weeks to get a phone line installed? I think that was just you. The Austin Allegro? Obviously not a patch on its privately-owned rivals at the time, like the Ford Cortina, the the Nissan Cherry and the Citroen 2CV. Remember the Mini?
Constant strikes? People were ALLOWED to strike in those days. Leyland was hit - don't remember the gas, electric and water workers walking out "constantly".
Shipyards????? They weren't fucking privatised!!!
Huge losses? Telecom made billions!! All the utitilities were in profit as well.

garfer said...

I note you didn't attempt to defend the BR pork pie. The Govan shipyard was privatised (BAE Systems), the rest were too far gone to be worth salvaging.

Telecom did make a few quid but all the punter got was a beige phone.

As for utilities, Scottish Water is still State owned and we have the highest fucking water rates in the UK.

There is, believe it or not, an Austin Allegro owners club. I won't be joining. The Marina wasn't so bad, if you were blind.

I'm off to huddle round a brazier, it's the only solution to extortionate electricity prices.

Anonymous said...

I don't remember ever having a pork pie on a train. And I thought they were the good old days?

Anonymous said...

I don't remember ever having a pork pie on a train. And I thought they were the good old days?

Anonymous said...

My heart bleeds for the Lehman Brothers as their sacked employees struggle out the door laden down with vintage wine. If memory serves, the Orgreave miners went home with a case each of the finest Krug.

Anonymous said...

When Lehman went bump, it said on the news that they were having trouble finding enough dosh for the September wages bill - £40m. For 5,000 UK workers. You do the maths. And that, presumably, is not including their bonuses.

It's a tiny bit like the 2006 Farepak Christmas Hamper disaster, only this one's funny and with bigger numbers.

BGT

WEDNESDAY, 21 NOVEMBER 2007

SHORTS DON'T MATTER! 1. From the greatest programme ever made about association football, Barnstoneworth United FC manager Mr Dainty delivers one of the finest English soliloqiues of all time.......and afterwards, spare a thought for the club steward's wife Vera (YOU ONLY HAVE TO WATCH HALF OF THE CLIP!!).

Monday, 12 November 2007

Not everyone who agonises over their life is a painter. Some of us agonise because we're NOT painters.

....And On the Subject of Great Public Services

I know most of you have heard this marvellous song by those doctors who are the Amateur Transplants......but I think the video is a nice addition. P.S. If there are kids in the room I'd shuffle them out before hitting play.

...There's More

On the subject of those great doctors, here is their version of More Than Words which presents their challenging views on women outside Watford. The very-soon-to-be ex-Mrs Pither, coming from Cumbria, is a huge fan. Again, get those kids out of the room!

Leave Britney Alone, Ok!!!

Oh...........my............God!!!!! My heartfelt thanks go to BGT for this. I won't say much more, I don't need to. Mr Loony of Loonytown, USA (I think it's a bloke, anyway), says it all. I fear he may be wound too tight for.....well.....well for everywhere, really!

Tuesday, 18 September 2007.

I wish I'd sung this! For non-Americans, and with apologies to all the smart arses out there who already knew, the FCC is the Federal Communications Commission and it monitors TV and radio output in the States - a sort of broadcast police - while the EPA is the Yanks' so-called Environmental Protection Agency, a body which does exactly the opposite of what it says on the can. (P.S. We went to the same school, you know? Eric and me, that is, not George, Martha, Dick and Condoleeza and me. I don't think they went to school.) P.P.S. Please see below if you are I Like The View, Malc or Doris.

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I was listening to this on a Sunday, the very-soon-to-be ex-Mrs Pither is a Catholic, Tom Lehrer is one of my all-time heroes and this is one of his best.............no other reasons. On a more sombre note (and with thanks to Fish for coming up with this Woman's-Own-passes-the-time-in-the-dentist's-waiting-room nonsense), why not get a computer to tell you that you are a waste of space and your life is a sham of a mockery of a farce? Ok, it's from one of those poxy dating sites but...go on, take the test. You ain't got much to beat!!
This Is My Life, Rated
Life: 4.2
Mind: 4.1
Body: 2.7
Spirit: 8
Friends/Family: 1.6
Love: 0
Finance: 5.9
Take the Rate My Life Quiz
Apparently, in my case, "computer say 'no!'"

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Fuck, Fuckety, Fuck, Fuck, Fuck

It has been pointed out to me that, particularly for one whose profession is supposedly literary, my language is getting worse. My use of the "F" word is, I am told, far too prevalent and hence loses impact. To those who share this view I suggest you watch the following:

Tony Blair Isn't a Burglar - But If He Was.........

In the spirit of Gustav Holst's Jupiter and Manfred Mann's Earth Band, I feel like raising a smile today. The Big Green Thing alerted me to this and, for no other reason than to raise a smile on an otherwise crap Wednesday, I think it has to be shared. Grantham shall not have him - when he gets out of prison.

Life On The Edge - No Net.

I was wrong when I feared it might be a dull weekend, what with my pals being away, my soon-to-be ex-wife in rehab and only the dogs to play with. How wrong can a man be? This much fun must surely be illegal? Just click to see the japes and hoots I am having! Click again to see how things got REALLy exciting! Tomorrow we're going to chase pigeons.

The Good Old U.S. of A. - Guardians of Freedom and Democracy. Nothing to Be Scared of, Then?

Be honest........

IT'S THE QUIZ OF THE WEEK! JUST SCROLL DOWN AND HIT "FULL QUIZ".