They're The Wrong Questions, Gromit!

The extent to which I am veering further and further away from supposed mainstream thought (or it is veering away from me) has been well illustrated in the last few days.

1. A huge row has erupted over whether or not Shadow Chancellor George Osborne solicited a donation to the Tory Party from Russian billionaire Oleg Deripaska while the guest of supertoff Nathaniel Rothschild in Corfu.

I take the point to be that, had the approach been made and had Loadsamoneyski agreed to it, Russia would have had some say in the conduct of politics in this country.

Ok, that would not be ideal, I grant you, but would it be unprecedented? Considering the French Government already owns and controls our power supplies, Indian companies control our steel industry, Japanese companies control information technology in our local government, Germans run our automotive industry, American companies run our education system and New Labour is, and has been for some time now, desperate to flog the Post Office off abroad (the Krauts being first in the queue of potential buyers)…I think not.

Even football, that cornerstone of British society, is owned by other nations. An Aussie/Yank megalomaniac dictates how it is played, where and when, while the clubs themselves are owned by everyone from dodgy Russians and incompetent Yanks to criminal Malaysians. When England fans chant “It’s coming home, it’s coming home, it’s coming, football’s coming home” where exactly do they suppose “home” is these days?

No, Thatcher started it and New Labour speeded everything up. UK Ltd was sold off fucking years ago. The only things left on the metaphorical national sideboard are the recently acquired banks and they still do exactly as they want and not what we want them to.

The question journalists should be asking over the Osborne affair is “Isn’t it just a teensy bit of a coincidence that this nasty, gossipy, nah-nah-na-nah-naah bit of dirt was dredged up just after that consummate New Labour arsehole Mandelson came back into the Government fold?”

It’s just the sort of spinning for which he is infamous but the now completely untrained, useless and largely illiterate media take the bait and run with it without ever delving deeper – “Ooh, someone might have said it, everyone else is carrying it, let’s talk about it.”

Fucking Mandelson has also enjoyed the hospitality of Rothschild. You telling me he hasn’t tried to sponge cash for the cause off either him or any other millionaires he comes into contact with? He gets nowhere and so feeds titbits to the media and they run with it and are too thick and too immoral to avoid being used.

2. Next, Mohamed Taranissi, who runs London's Assisted Reproduction and Gynaecology Centre, is free to carry on in practice despite having faced charges relating to his treatment of two women.

I quote from the BBC: “He had denied the accusations of failing to keep proper medical records, carrying out inappropriate tests and acting in an insensitive manner.
“The General Medical Council decided after several weeks of sitting there was insufficient evidence to continue.”

The news was full of this today, almost pillorying the women who had made the complaints and upholding Mr Taranissi as some kind of saint.

The question that was not asked was: “Isn’t it about time the GMC was abolished and doctors were policed by a truly independent body? That way, no-one could argue that doctors, like coppers, just look after their own.” Fuck me, it took the GMC 10 day – yes, 10 DAYS – to suspend – yes, SUSPEND – Dr Harold Shipman after he was convicted of murdering 15 or his patients and suspected of topping hundreds more. Technically, he was free to practice when he was sent to prison. It took a further day for them to decide that slaughtering your patients constituted “gross professional misconduct”.

3. The media is obsessed with asking the same question over and over again: “Would Cameron and the Tories govern Britain better than Brown and New Labour?” Surely the question which should be asked is: “If you chopped up Brown and Cameron and put them each in separate microwave ovens, which one would explode in a gelatinous mass of blood and partly cooked tissue first? Then, to settle the argument once and for all, we could put it to the test on Ready, Steady Cook or something similar. It's just an idea, no more.