No blog yesterday, Kate’s birthday was a full on all day, thanks to Laurice and Alison for preparing house and food and making sure I didn’t do too much and tire my poor little body. Thanks to everyone who came and made it a grand day for Kate. Was supposed to be just an afternoon affair, finished about midnight. We had 12 sitting on our new sofa, new suite great for entertaining. Cake sparkler thingy donated by Jo and Den worked well.
So good for me to be able to participate, drank steadily and enjoyed all the tastes of different drinks and foods, still find hot and spicy too much for my sensitive mouth and throat. As Kate said to think of the state I was in less than a month ago there was no way we could anticipate then the possibility of having such a day yesterday, and there’s more to come!
Mark and Pam’s card included an absolutely lovely card from their daughter Sam, beautifully expressed sentiments and funny observations, brought a tear and a smile to my crabby face, thanks Sam.
Well the corporate mindset is really exposed with their pathetic attempts to prevent plain packaging for cigarettes. On Friday’s toady programme some klepto called axel gietz put forward a ridiculous argument that packaging doesn’t encourage anyone to take up smoking, if it doesn’t then why keep it? Of course tobacco sellers want to keep replacing those who die from smoking and the quitters and brand and product placement are vital to corporations. Just think how many of us are brainwashed by all the brand marketing, how influenced we are by labels? As Rachel Cooke’s article describes gietz has an ally in the form of the grinning gargoyle who will go into a shop to buy his fags and ask for a defunct brand and the poor assistant unable to find it behind the screen is then asked to get the manager. What a wag the gargoyle is, of course the twat is also against plain packaging.
Sometimes I wonder why I write my ranty political bollocks, who or what is it for. Well I don’t have an answer but when I read stuff like Lucy Mangan’s piece in yesterday’s Grauniad: “If you don’t understand how people fall into poverty, you’re probably a sociopath”, I get angry and very sad and writing about it in this blog affords me the opportunity to express such and hopefully cause at least one reader to share my feelings or even to attempt to justify the behaviour of those such as ian duncan smith. I do believe he is a sociopath, in private he may well be a caring, thoughtful and funny being (sorry if I’ve upset some of you reading these words in association with such a sociopathic twat), but what he is implementing with his universal benefits and the way it is being implemented is deeply nasty, in my opinion evil. My thoughts are reflected in this comment to Ms Mangan’s article: ” Ignorance? Or willful neglect? How often do we allow our rulers the undeserved luxury of claiming ‘ignorance’ when it is clear that a more aggressive process was being pursued? Lucy is right. But does not go far enough. The willful neglect of the vulnerable, being actively pursued in order to further the greed of the Bulliboys, bankers and cankers is bad enough. But worse is the deliberate and persistent slagging off and foulmouthing of those who are unfortunate and in desperate need of support. That is truly sociopathic. True psychological dysfunction.”
What deepens my anger and sadness is the apparent willingness of so many people to believe the tory propaganda, and help them propagate it. Our supposed political discourse is so coarse and corrupted.
Enough, on this day after a wonderful day for Kate, would that many more people in the world could also have and share such times with each other.
Manifesto 70: all those who make up and implement social policy have to personally experience it’s effects for at least 1 month.
Keep on keeping on, love Duncan.