If I may be allowed repeat a message I posted last year? If someone in this season turns down an alcoholic drink you offer them, please don't insist they accept. You have no idea why they might be declining, and how hard that might be. Please don't make it harder for them x
In the UK, this 5-year old girl was in the hospital getting chemotherapy.
When the nurses found out she loved ballet, they surprised her with a very special performance.
As Christmas gears up again, a quick seasonal request. I choose not to drink alcohol, but there are plenty of people I know out there who can't drink through addiction. This is a hard season for them. Tip: if someone politely refuses an alcoholic drink, don't keep asking :-) x
Regular reminder. STOP. USING. HIS. FIRST. NAME. He's not your mate. He's not a celebrity. You don't do it with the others. He's got you to do it over the years to make him seem more pally. He's not. It's branding. He's playing you all like an effing flute.
Last night, all over the country, a virus returned from the pub in the bodies of people too selfish to believe that their own self-amusement was subordinate to the health of others. This morning, that virus will shed from their hungover bodies and begin to kill people.
So if, as a Prime Minister, you don't do your own press briefings, and you don't do your COBRA meetings, and you don't submit to any difficult media interviews, and you're not across the red box documents as you're not a 'details' person, then....what exactly are you for?
Gaslighting tip: they fixate on irrelevant details. They make tiny distinctions that have nothing to do with the wider rules. Cake. Parties. Length of visit. All deflection.
It was an ILLEGAL GATHERING BY THEIR OWN RULES. They know that. You know that. The police know that...
Small point: every time I was called 'chicken' as a kid, it was because I wouldn't do something staggeringly stupid that would likely lead to arrest, injury or death. I'm personally very fond of the word 'chicken'. It reassures me that I'm doing something right.
A side point. There is not a politician in this entire world authorised to tell me, a democratic citizen, whether I have a right to be 'political' or not. Politics touches everything in our lives, and so belongs to everyone. It's not the sole property of those who work for us.
Tears streaming down my bloody face! Remember this. Look after these wonderful people through all the better times. The NHS is only expensive until you remember how much we need it in our darkest days. Then it's priceless.
#clapforNHS
If you're a young person of modest means who works hard and wants an even chance out of life, then today's results are a reminder of why it's a good idea to pay close attention to politics, and to always use your vote. This stuff affects you directly. Be angry with purpose. x
Look. He can't do it. He can't do the job. You know he can't. It's okay to know it. Mistakes happen. We move on. But we need to change what's broken now, and fix it before more people get hurt. He can't change anything. Least of all himself. So he has to be replaced.
As he's about to barricade the door, I feel I must take a moment to congratulate his party at large for these last disastrous years. You were all warned. His character was there, for decades, in plain sight. Yet you took the quick win over the wider peril. Good job everyone.
UK STATUS:
NOBODY MENTION THE £350M QUID NHS BUS.
YOU DIDN'T SEE THE £350M QUID NHS BUS.
THE £350M QUID NHS BUS WAS JUST OUR LITTLE JOKE.
CAN'T YOU TAKE A JOKE?
HAHAHA.
NOW PAY UP.
POOREST FIRST.
"Oh. I see. You're going to make the coffee first. Before feeding us. Fine. This is fine. We'll just sit here and starve, if that's okay with you, coffee boy?"
Just a thought... If it's too premature to have an inquiry about the UK's handling of Covid-19, then maybe we could read the Russian inquiry while we're waiting? You know...as it's just sitting there....?
Seriously, I'm pleased for the constituency of Uxbridge and South Ruislip. They can now enjoy the laser-like focus of their MP, who, I'm sure, will now devote 100% of his time to their personal needs.
The greatest trick the devil ever pulled was to convince the world that the civic application of human kindness was, in fact, a vice known as 'political correctness'.
I picked fruit when I was young. It's honest work, but hard work. Back-breaking, monotonous, but necessary. So imagine my surprise when I discover that jingoism and flag-waving doesn't magically translate into hordes of Albion's finest flocking to help our farmers in the fields?
FIX IT. Just FIX IT! You know what you have to do. EVERYBODY knows what you have to do. The Scots showed you last week! Every young person going to bed with one more night of heartache and uncertainty is an outrage. Just get over yourselves, govern for once, and fix it!
The 'magic money tree', which apparently does not exist, must not be mistaken for the 'bail-ourselves-out-with-taxpayer's-money tree', of which there is a veritable forest.
Personally, I really don't need a political disclaimer from anyone before expressing basic concern for the Prime Minister's health. An adult intellect in a humane democracy can surely hold these separate considerations in the same mind without conflict.
Imagine it. An unelected Special Advisor. Completely above scrutiny. Not even a party member. A head full of his own wild, untested schemes - but our entire multi-billion pound taxpayer budget (debt) at his personal disposal. And no-one in the ruling party stopping him. No-one.
You can dress up a goose-stepping gobshite in any kind of suit you like. You can ruffle up their blonde hair, send them to a public school, stick a monacle in their eye, or give them a permanent seat on Question Time. It makes no difference. Blackshirt means blackshirt.
Apologies for my private perspective. Those wishing all criticism should suspend itself pending the miraculous cleansing power of an inquiry. I was at Hillsborough. I remember the quality of the inquiry that followed. And the inquiry after that. And the inquiry after that...
You know that bit where you're so drunk that you've insulted all your best friends, got thrown out of the night club, lost all your wages in the casino, but figured you may as well just keep drinking because the thought of sobering up is a bit too scary? Britain's at that stage.
THREAD: When I see a Burqa, I never think of a letterbox, or a bank robber. I think of a young woman. Standing on a beach in South Wales. Alone. Far from home. Thinking. Feeling. /1
Some personal context to tonight's
#CallTheMidwife
ep. I've been in a deadly disaster myself. It's cruel, but ordinary in its cruel lottery. Absolutely part of life. Also, my mum lost twins like Carol. My brothers. They were placed in a coffin with a stranger. xx
So, Britain. Which aspect of the Conservatives trolling you, avoiding scrutiny, lying to you, and treating you with utter contempt do you find to be the most electorally attractive?
They laugh at you, and make rules for you that they don't bother keeping themselves. Because they're smarter than you are. Your continued support tells them that.
You say "he's doing his best" about a child. Not about the most powerful person in the country who has willingly assumed responsibility for the lives of millions of real people. This is the reality and responsibility of power. Not a reality TV show.
It should also be mentioned that our Home Secretary, central to the appointment of a successor, has herself refused to step down when found guilty of falling below standards in office...
A fish fight. They'll now distract you with a petty gunboat fish fight, to distract from them setting everything else in the country on fire. Because that's their level. They have no higher bar. A flag to wave, and some foreigners to shout at. That's it.
A malignant, unapologetic narcissist, humbug with every exhalation, dismissing appeals to moderation over a dead mother's body. The clown act now dispensed with. Boorish pomposity now fully out of hiding. A man who'd send a country to war with itself, just for his own way.
They're going to sell your National Health Service.
They're going to sell your National Health Service.
They're going to sell your National Health Service.
They're going to sell your National Health Service.
They're going to sell your National Health Service.
So many brave, freedom-loving never-maskers! Of course, my dad ran up a bullet-strewn beach and got blown to bits solely for your inalianable right to infect other people and not be mildly inconvenienced.
Astonishing to have to say it, but here goes.
Any Prime Minister is the single most powerful human being in the United Kingdom. They're not a child. Not your mate in the pub. Not some plucky little tryer who's 'doing their best'...
Apart from absolutely everything else, I am fed up with people in power just continually lying to my face about everything. It's such a tedious, corrosive and insulting charade. I can filter it, sure. But the insult remains.
You know, there is a reason why many talk about the danger of a descent into fascism. It's because there's a danger of a descent into fascism. If the terminology upsets you, then maybe watching multiple videos of over-armoured police beating the sh*t out of unarmed people helps.
There's the quiet, easy lies. The mumbling, absent-minded lies. The idle, smirky lies. But my favourite are the indignant, stompy lies. Putting lies out with more lies, but in a louder 'don't you know who I am?' voice.
Ystdy, In answer to
@Keir_Starmer
’s question why the coronavirus test-track-and-trace system was not up & running,
@BorisJohnson
responded angrily that it was.
Now
@guardian
reports it is not expected to work at full speed until September or October.
Vote Leave broke the law and cheated in a British election. The government contains people who were at the centre of Vote Leave. No-one is likely to face punishment. Therefore, corrupting a British election is now acceptable. This will one day affect you personally.
Being as charitable as possible: I think BBC has questions to ask itself over representation and balance in politics programming. Over-representation of (very) underperforming minor parties, recycling of (very)unreliable rumours. Do they equitably represent the nation they serve?
I hear that pond-life of this island are hashtagging against Scotland this evening? I wish to add at this point that Scotland is THE UTTERLY GREATEST AND COOLEST PLACE ON GOD'S GOOD EARTH, AND I LOVE THE SCOTS WITH EVERY FIBRE OF MY BEING. Glad to clear that one up for you. x
The staggeringly simple rule of thumb is this. If you are a sincere government, working to the best of your abilities, doing work you're truly proud of, then you just don't need to lie about everything, and hide stuff by default, and evade scrutiny all the time. It's obvious.
What this sick child's father should actually have done is hid his political activism behind a front organisation - let's call it "The Concerned Father's Alliance". That way our media would gladly have him on every political panel and never once reference his other affiliations.
Beware - always - of the person who believes that their own good fortune is entirely of their own making, while ascribing the misfortune of others to a want of intellect or morals.
I haven't done a single wordle thing. But I do actually like that people do it. It beats folks being horrible to each other on here. I can scroll past what I don't understand. Innocent pleasures are a ballast to the storms we make. We can, sometimes, just let other people be. x
It's your fault. Got that? Don't get what you need to stay safe? Your fault. Grandma Dies? Your fault. Wrong decisions made high up? Your fault. They lie? Your fault. They do a bad deal? Your fault. They mess it all up. Your fault.
Get the idea? Good.
What the British public has to decide is whether it still enjoys being the customer in the restaurant that doesn't like to complain and so continues to eat in silence, despite it being obvious that the chef has urinated in their soup.
The PM has always singled out those whom he perceives as the least able to defend themselves for his deflected blame. Victims of tragedies. Female religious minorities. Besieged care staff. Even entire cities. His character modus is that of the cautious bully. The careful coward.
The man who made a KGB officer's son a lord against UK intelligence advice is now informing us that you can't just let terrified refugees in without stringent checks and caution, because they might be spies.
I'm hearing a lot about 'Brexit fatigue' from the same people who recently invoked the 'Blitz spirit' as the reason we could shake off any impacts. Brexit is a 3 yr old political process. World War 2 lasted six years. It included real bullets, real bombs, and an actual enemy.
Oh, another revelation for the casually entitled when dealing with 65,000,000 people. You don't personally get to decide when we should all 'move on' from something. They do.
The tragedy of much British WW2 armchair mythology is the idea that the country was in a struggle against foreigners. It wasn't. It was fighting an ideology of hatred. That battle is inside us, as well as out. Let that filth in, and we become the enemy my father fought.
37 people in Europe dead of Measles so far this year. Dead. Of Measles. Something that a simple vaccine can protect you against. Ignorance, complacency and conspiracy theories won't save your children from it. Only vaccination will.
I'd love to have been a fly on the wall in that Russian meeting when they realised that spending heaps of cash on a nuclear arsenal wasn't nearly as effective as just sticking the cash in the back pockets of Western politicians.
If you apologise now - and I mean a *real* apology - this long after the event, then you are sorry for getting caught. Nothing more. You knew. But you still went. Then you kept your mouth shut till it was forcibly opened.
Shame on you.
My guess is that there are many people alive today, living a blessed ordinary life, because of the work he and others did. There's politics for sociopaths, and there's politics for grownups. One of them keeps people alive. RIP sir. x
Interesting trip into Cambridge to eat. Got to the door of a chain restaurant, and the doorman, apologising, presented me with a tiny menu."Today's delivery didn't arrive - and none of the other places in town have any supplies either..."
All politics is eventually experienced.
It still amazes me that just four years ago my country suffered a political assassination of an MP by a far-right terrorist in broad daylight, and yet there are many who still underplay the urgency of tackling this kind of extremism.
Reminder. He's completely unelected. You have no power over him being there. He has all the power he wants, without being answerable to you for any of it.
Your little people rules don't matter to him.
Is it any wonder he behaves with such contempt towards you?