The MSM seem enthralled with the mess that both Labour and the Tories appear to be in – with the former unable to make up its mind what they actually ‘stand for’ on a variety of ‘subjects du jour’, such as [you name it]; and the Tories on the NHS ‘doctors and ACAS‘ problem.
On the latter I reproduce from my time-line on Facebook:
“The Book of Jeremy, Chapter 1
And it came to pass that Jeremy, of the tribe of Conservatites, clad himself in gaudy raiment from the Row of Savile and summoned the Disciples of Hippocrates to his tent. For he wished to impart Good News to them.
“Verily, I ask you,” saith Jeremy unto them, “when doth the Festival of Wee-kend beginneth?”
And the Disciples of Hippocrates furrowed their brows in amazement at this parable, for all people who dwell on earth knew the Festival of Wee-kend beginneth at the same time every week, that is to say, on Friday at Five to Five (or, as it is known to those aged over two score and ten, Crackerjack Time.)
And the Disciples of Hippocrates remarked on this to Jeremy and some began to reacheth for the Mental Health Act Papyrus, but then Jeremy spake again.
“Ye may be wise and learned folk,” saith Jeremy, “ but in this case thou art sorely mistaken. For from this day onwards I decree the Festival of Wee-kend shall beginneth at midnight on the Sabbath. Or maybe, in days to come, on Sunday. For I may chooseth to monkey around with it again.”
And the Disciples of Hippocrates were sorely dismayed, for they kneweth that this meaneth a shedload fewer shekels, big time. And their discontent was so great it afflicted their tongues, such that they could not even speak Jeremy’s name correctly.
But then arose amongst them the prophet Malawana, who was in such favour with THE LORD that the Almighty worked a miracle greater than the parting of the Red Sea: He softened the hearts of the Daily Express papyrus merchants so that they supported Malawana. And then Malawana spake thus to his learned tribe: “Let not your hearts be troubled, for I will lead you to the promised land.”
“And what is this land, exactly, squire?” askedeth the Disciples of Hippocrates..
And Malawana looked into their hearts and perceived that though the Disciples of Hippocrates seldom made war, so great was their anger they were now well up for some serious smiting.
And so Malawana loosened his sword in its sheath. And his grim countenance bore an expression that sayeth: Don’t fucketh with me, pal.
“We journey to the Land of Bal-lot,” saith Malawana. And his people followed him there, rejoicing.
And Jeremy, on hearing these tidings, did soil his fine raiment of the Row of Savile
The Book of Jeremy.
And it came to pass that the prophet Malawana led the Disciples of Hippocrates to the land of Bal-lot, and there he spake unto them.
“If Jeremy persisteth with his mad design, ye shall have fewer shekels and labour long hours through the night, even unto exhaustion. And when you are so sorely fatigued and maketh a mistake, well, ye knowest where that path leadeth.”
“Where doth it leadeth, squire?” saith one disciple.
“It leadeth to the GeeEm Sea,” saith Malawana.
And the disciples quaked with terror, for no-one who entered the GeeEm Sea was ever seen again.
Then Malawana spake again: “Those disciples who wish to smite Jeremy until he ceaseth this bollocks, casteth down thy stethoscope.”
And lo, the land of Bal-lot did resembleth an explosion in the Littman factory.
When Jeremy heard these tidings, he changed his raiment to brown trousers, so as to disguise his fear, and journeyed to the tent of David, son of Cameron, King of the tribe of Conservatites. And there he found that David had sacrificed a swine, and cut off its head so as to make a burnt offering. At least, that is what David claimeth, but Jeremy believed him not, for David had put his…
(Translators note: the original papyrus has been damaged – possibly intentionally – and the remainder of this verse is indecipherable. Biblical scholars have long debated its meaning. However, the recent paper by Ashcroft raises an interesting theory on this matter.)
“Sire,” saith Jeremy, “the Disciples of Hippocrates are revolting.”
And David agreed, saying they did indeed do unspeakable acts with the Jelly of Kaywhy and the gloves of rubber. For he had seen such abominable things in the land of Holby.
And Jeremy marvelled at his chutzpah, given what David was doing to the aforesaid swine.
“Nay, sire,” saith Jeremy, “I meaneth they striketh.”
“Let not your heart be troubled,” saith David. “For my forebear, the blessed Margaret, Queen of the Conservatites, faced similar strife from those who delve for treasures in the earth. She triumphed by exploiting division within the enemy camp, and I shall do likewise. Those disciples who striketh not shall heal the sick. How many thousands spurned Malawana’s call to arms?”
“Six-” saith Jeremy.
“Only six thousand, and all the rest have forsaken me?” saith David, and his visage did turn ghostly pale, even unto a nice shade of steatorrhoea.
“Not six thousand, sire. Six,” saith Jeremy.
“Six?” saith King David weakly, for he was sorely vexed, and by now approacheth single figures on the Coma Scale of Glasgow.
“Yea, six. The number between five and seven,” saith Jeremy. “And four of them, being of the tribe of Orthopods, ticketh the wrong box by mistake.”
And David fell into a swoon, and on recovering spake thus: “Lendeth me your brown trousers, Jeremy.“
Peter Ewing, GP
The point is: which is more important; an internal spat (above) or an external spat, namely sovereignty and who governs our nation. In respect of the latter one cannot but lament the lack of serious coverage by the MSM; and the fact when they do deign to write/speak on that subject, their coverage is minimal and superficial to say the least. It is obviously naive of me to believe that the foremost duty of a nation’s free press’ is to inform their readership of the truth – no more, no less; yet it appears not so. Which begs the question just how much of our supposedly ‘free press’ is subjected to pressure from the ‘government du jour’ in respect of their ‘licence to print’?
The sooner we, as an electorate, get the ability to decide who represents us – and once chosen – can then be ‘fired’, the sooner we may be able to achieve a real state of democracy. Having said that, the ability to ‘hire and fire’ those we elect is but one small part of direct democacy, a system in which the electorate are supreme rather than – as at present under representative democracy – the political class who only promulgate an elective dictatorship.
Among more important aspects of democracy are, for example, the amount of taxation levied upon us and the means by which it is done, together with what wars we enter into; to name but two. Which begs the question, oft repeated on this blog: why is The Harrogate Agenda not being ‘run’ more prominately with FlexCit, a ‘programme’ which would restore ‘sovereignty’ to this nation?
Answers, it would appear, are not forthcoming, unfortunately – and I would suggest the Director of THA needs to ‘go rethink’, especially as commentators appear to have ‘hit the nail on the head‘?
C’mon RPG and THA: you want support? Then hows about a concerted, joined-up, message/campaign – after all, you’ve’ ‘elected’ yourselves to lead and deliver it?