Archive for October 26, 2011

An Anarchists Dream……

I have been back in the UK for just over three weeks, and slowly but surely the political beings that run every facet of our lives are doing just as any pro anarchist would wish them to do.  They are showing the kind of contempt for the people whom they claim to represent, as any beef farmer shows for his fully grown stock – off to the slaughterhouse with the lot of you!

I have no urge to protest, or any desire to scream and stamp my feet at the at the recent anti-democratic 3 line whip for a no to the EU referendum.  In fact the easiest way I see of getting reform or change in the way that the UK is governed is to fully support who ever is in charge.

I shall soon be lobbying the government, backed of course by pseudo-science for a complete alcohol ban.  As well as a 100% increase in council tax for anyone over the age of 40 (I’m 36).  As studies have shown that people over 40 use council services a lot more, prove me wrong!.   I shall then turn my attention to immigration.  Firstly a full British passport to be issued to everyone wanting to come to the UK.  No waiting for benefits for new comers, and priority (affirmative action I think it is called) for any new immigrant to jump the queue when it comes to social housing.

Gadget Tax – We all know gadgets (mobile phones, ipods and the like) give you cancer so this tax is to offset the cost to NHS – 50% (+VAT) should do it.

Car / Petrol – To solve obesity (obviously), and the planet, I will encourage HMRC to double all duty on fuel and the proceeds to pay for everyone in the UK to be issued with a bicycle.  No new roads are to be built only cycle paths.

Old age tax – Everyone over the age of 75, should be forced to move into sheltered accommodation – this will of course be paid for by stripping all of their assets.  This will free up lots of big houses.

Increase inheritance tax to 95% of everything over the cost of a funeral

The best way to bring down this government is not to protest against anything it does, but to actually encourage it, and to help push it further in every way.  Don’t complain about VAT at 20% – Demand an increase to 30%.  Demand a bigger NHS.  Ban alcohol, tobacco, salt, fat, meat, GM crops, petrol, diesel, cars, lorries.  They can all be proven to be bad for your health and cost the NHS money.

Only when the government has destroyed the majority of peoples lives will we turn as one against it.  They are already doing a good job, they just need a bit more encouragement.  I can but dream.

The current government is already in its death throws, all it needs is a bit of encouragement and maybe, just maybe this 5th of November will be one to remember!!!

 

Modern Mafia

The village in Southern Bulgaria where I have my house is inhabited by Turkish-Bulgarians who were a little persecuted by Todor Zhivkov as his grasp for power waned in the late 1980’s.  So they have recent memories of ‘Government Policy’ not being what’s said on the tin.  They have no expectations of their current government to make anything better, or to do anything other than line their own pockets.

This is in complete contrast to some of the people of the UK who I have spoken to since my return two weeks ago.  Instead of actually laying the blame with the politicians who created this mess, there is an expectation that the only people that can solve the problems are politicians.

I like to think of the government as the ‘Mafia’, they come to every house and take your money for your ‘protection’, if you don’t pay they will just take it by force.  When the only thing we need protecting from is the Mafia themselves.

I am told that if I don’t like the system as it is, I need to ‘change it from within the political framework that already exists’.  Which is a bit like telling someone who is being extorted for ‘protection money’ that if they don’t like it they should join the Mafia and change it from within to be more like the Salvation army.

I don’t want a different Mafia boss, I just don’t want a Mafia at all.  Life without the Mafia seems unimaginable to most.  Replies I get vary, but none ever suggest that life without the Mafia would be possible or even desired.

Trying to get rid of the Mafia is a bit like trying to abolish slavery 200 years ago, life without it just seems impossible see here.

 

Welcome to Hell….

Non-alcoholic beer, low sodium salt, skimmed milk, low fat spread, nicotine free cigarettes, sugar free sweets, what next hydrogen free water.  Apart from the last all these things are available in just about every corner shop in the UK.  Each to there own I suppose, although I can’t understand why anyone would voluntarily pay more to receive less.  I have just had the mis-fortune to have to cook without the use of salt, but instead had the use of ‘lo-salt’ a reduced sodium alternative (This costs £3-75 for 700g against 40p a kilo for normal salt).  However when it came to using the stuff due to its inferior taste and effect on the food you end up using twice as much.  Half the sodium, twice as much used GCSE in maths not required!

It is no good trying to argue against these products, the companies that make them and sell them are selling you less and charging you more, that’s what a business does, good for them.  What drives me silly in the head is the conversations I have with the users of these products that actually believe they are making themselves more healthy by living in a state of denial.

I eat butter (salted), drink ‘normal’ milk, and add NaCl whenever I have the urge.  I know that doing so to excess is not all good for me, but none of these things comes with a label telling me how healthy they are.  If I were to consume low fat spread, drink ‘skimmed-milk’, and add ‘lo-salt’ to my food, each packet of stuff comes with a big label telling me how healthy all the stuff is.  So I would not hold back and eat and drink to my hearts content.

Then with a bit of digging comes the devil in the detail, this from ‘losalt.com:’

‘A recent research paper published in the Cochrane Library has claimed that moderate reductions in salt intake do not reduce the likelihood of dying or experiencing cardiovascular disease.’

  Are they just covering themselves for the first legal action taken against them?  What was quite funny, was the comment from CASH (Consensus Action on Salt & Health) they stated this in argument against the scientific findings.

‘The evidence against salt, as it is for smoking cessation’

I smoke, drink alcohol, eat butter, and add salt to my diet.  I should be dead!

Perhaps I am, and  this is my hell!

Proud to be English?

I spent this weekend getting up a 6 in the morning to watch the quarter finals of the rugby world cup taking place in New Zealand.  The game of rugby is not played or watched in any part of Bulgaria as far as I know, although their neighbours in Romania fielded a team for this years world cup.

The first match up this weekend was Wales v Ireland, and being a guest in west Wales thought it good and proper to support the home side, and after watching the initial exchanges this proved to be a wise choice not only to keep in with my hosts, but also to be able to cheer on the better playing team.  This match was shortly followed by England v France.  When it comes to sport and in particular team sports, the English team are over hyped by the media and then everyone feels let down at the spectacle on offer.  I have some interest in Rugby and even more so since I have moved to Wales.  The Welsh media, and many fans are normally quite pessimistic though, so any triumph is welcomed with open arms.  English fans of rugby and football alike seem to believe that we should win every game and if we don’t there is a withchunt for the scapegoat, and blame everything on anybody other than the team not actually being good enough.

Needless to say the English performed to their normal standard, and the French team are now through to the semi finals next week against Wales.

The coverage following these two matches quickly skated over how well either of the winning teams had played, and had deservedly progressed in the competition, but quickly turned into an hour long analysis on where it had all gone wrong with the England team.  The whole media on ITV just made the English seem like a big bunch of bad losers, which from the media point of view we probably are.  Not once did they make any positive remark about a team that had progressed at the top of their group and been knocked out by a better team in the quarter finals.  All we had was, ‘players out drinking’, ‘unproven manager’, ‘no CEO of rugby’, anything but the better team won.  So it was nice to see when they interviewed the players, that they were obviously disappointed with being out of the competition, but also acknowledged that on the day the french were the better side.

My hosts were delighted that Wales won, and even seemed disappointed with the England result, when I questioned this, they told me they thought Wales would beat England and didn’t fancy there chances against the French.  One of them also received a severe weather warning on his mobile phone shortly after the England game.  By all accounts there is a ‘Shower of Shit’ arriving from New Zealand some time on Monday.  You have been warned!

 

Back to Blighty

Bizarre, I stepped onto to Easyjet in Sofia on the 1st of October in 25 degrees of sunshine, armed with my coat and thermal top and awaited the rain to greet me in Gatwick on my return to the UK.  Get off the plane in Gatwick and it is 30 degrees and hot and sunny.  I thought the pilot had got lost and flwon south instead.  Until that is I got through arrivals and was surrounded by overweight tattooed grandmothers heading to Tenerife to celebrate their thirtieth birthdays, taking all of their offspring with them – this could only the UK.

My blog for the next few months will not be blasting you with how great living in Bulgaria is compared to that of the UK, but more likely how pissed off I am at being back in the UK for a few months.  I am already feeling like some kind of pariah.  A smoking, drinking, salt eating ruiner of everyone elses lives through my dirty vices.

I have to get a job for a few months as living in the UK is pricey and I am not one for signing on and living off the tax payers, unlike 20% of the population.  I am off for a lie down as  I have just bought a sunday paper and it cost me £2.20.  I could get half pissed for that up my pub!

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