Old Soldiers Never Die

They just fade away, which is presumably why the government feels that it can ignore with impunity the needs of those who pay the price for having taken The Queen's shilling. No one can doubt that were the Guardian reading classes disposed to consider the welfare of serving and former members of the armed forces with the concern they feel for criminals, illegal immigrants and the growing battalions of illiterate, ill-mannered, anti-social trash the country might not be in quite the state it is.

It is not necessary to be a 'jingoistic blimp' to express concern or anger at the disgraceful neglect of those who, for whatever reason, have served our country and it is right and proper, once a year, to wear a poppy and recall the lines:

They grow not old, as we who are left grow old,
Age shall not weary them, nor the years condemn,
At the going down of the sun, and in the morning,
We will remember them.

but it is necessary to remember, every single day, that those who were, and are, left do grow old, often with injuries, scars and needs that we who enjoy the freedom they have guaranteed do not suffer and cannot really imagine. The Cenotaph and the Tomb of The Unknown Warrior are fitting memorials to the fallen but the living need and deserve a good deal more than The Abandoned Soldier.

Blurred Vision and Customer Focus.

Br*tain has a long history of incomprehensibly idiotic management initiatives, dating back to well before the Charge of The Light Brigade, and this item from Inspector Gadget, at Police Inspector Blog, is not particularly remarkable; it is simply one more example of the mindless bullshit that cascades like vomit from those for whom 'soft skills' are of more importance than technical competence or practical ability. When those who govern are obsessed with style over substance, social breakdown is inevitable.

All of A Qiver Over A Quaver In Creepy Crawley

As Big Tony segues effortlessly into Big Browner with no more than a change of grin, saving all the fuss and bother of that inconvenience known as democracy, his 'legacy' becomes increasingly apparent. We can all sleep soundly knowing that even if we are more than ever likely to be stabbed or shot by gangs of immigrant criminals, the authorities will not tolerate the dropping of food by toddlers out with their grandmothers.

Silly Bitch

'Bad workmen always blame their tools' was once the automatic response to stupid people who lacked the maturity to accept responsibility for their mistakes. Read this story about a modern 'ms' who lacked the brains to cross a railway line safely and decided that her satnav was to blame. It has nothing to do with anything The Snivelling Little Rat is responsible for but it is a whacky story about Br*tain, and it begs the questions: How did she get a driving licence and why isn't she facing charges for driving without due care and attention, or whatever charge is applicable?.

Tough on Grime, Tough on The Causes of Grime

If only people would listen properly to what the Great Leader has to say, they wouldn't build up false hopes of a new dawn that was never in prospect. What The Snivelling Little Rat Blair actually meant when he promised to clean up our streets was a clampdown on those dangerous little girls who play such socially destructive games as hopscotch, and not any sort of effective action against those poor unfortunates from the ethnic minorities whose alien cultures lead them to express themselves in gun crime, drug trafficking and violent robbery. This story shows that our streets are now safer as a result of the courage and dedication of our gallant boys (and girls) in blue in bringing anti-social elements to justice. Those who have had to suffer the inconvenience and indignity of wiping chalk from the soles of their shoes on the doormat will offer up a silent prayer of thanks.