Wednesday, 9 April 2008

If you’re not a revolutionary when you’re 20, you haven’t got a heart. If you’re not a reactionary by the time you’re 30, you haven’t got a brain…

Well, everything I have ever said about the underclass appears to be vindicated by this:

http://news.bbc.co.uk/1/hi/england/west_yorkshire/7337258.stm

I’ve not had chance to comment on this situation before. Thankfully I’ve not needed to, as the television coverage of vermin dancing in the streets of west Yorkshire in “support” of the family has described the situation far better than I ever could. There’s not that many places where they could hold an impromptu street party in the early afternoon of a workday and everybody on the estate could attend is there?

It would appear that pretty much the entire family of the poor girl are in some way responsible for arranging the kidnapping, probably for financial gain. Nice.

Several flaws in the plan of course-a handful of extremely thick people really can’t be expected to outwit the entire west Yorkshire police force, however hard they try. It’s hardly “Ocean’s Eleven” is it?

Also most surprised to discover that Karen Mathews, despite her haggard looks (she could easily be a body double for Bella Emberg) is only 32. I suppose that’s what happens when “Mums go the Iceland”.

On an unrelated (but still extremely right wing) note, does anyone else think that as they are paying through the nose for these fuckwits to breed we should at least have a say in how the children are brought up?

Several hundred pounds are taken out of my wage each month to support the feckless- I imagine that should pay for at least a couple of their brats. In much the same way that you can sponsor a child in the developing world (cue voiceover advert: “Just £10 a day will keep Chardonnay-Topaz’s mother in Blue WKD and Lambert & Butler” or “Kelly –Marie has to walk up to 500 yards each day to buy Pot Noodles to feed her family”), I’d like to know the names of the ones I’m paying for, and would appreciate regular reports of their progress. In the sprit if Victorian Philanthropism I’d like to pay for them to go to a decent military school, in hopes that this might break the cycle of dependency.

Tough love-that’s what I’m all about…

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