Tuesday, September 09, 2003

The Towering Genius That Is Richard Littlejohn .....

Gives Patricia Hewitt a good shoeing.

And no worthier target could he find. This public-school diplomat's daughter commented during the 1981 Brixton riots how tragic it was that the rioters were destroying their own poor area of London. When the interviewer asked her if she'd prefer them to be burning her own privileged area she fell silent. She is the archetype, the exemplar, of the guilt-stricken white liberal, and a massive hypocrite to boot, as she heads off in a private jet to solve the problems of world poverty from a five-star hotel suite.

He then moves on to New Labour, the party once of miners, engineers and railwaymen, now of lawyers and polytechnocrats :

"Once Labour revered the dignity of manual work. The party was built on it.

These days they look down their noses at anyone who gets their hands dirty.

They sneer as much at self-employed plumbers and brickies as they do at those they see as chinless wonders.

In an ideal Labour world, everyone would pass seamlessly from school, through the students’ union into a life spent researching, lobbying, consulting and litigating.

They never pause to think where the money is coming from.

It doesn’t all come from the so-called “rich”. Hardly any of it does, in percentage terms.

It comes from taxes paid by plumbers, carpenters, bricklayers, electricians, plasterers and everyone else who goes out into the world and creates wealth, earns an honest living instead of spongeing off the state.

Who the hell does Hewitt think is picking up the £50,000 bill for her and her delegation to swan around the Caribbean, flitting from seminar to spa bath, from buffet lunch to Jacuzzi in the name of fighting poverty?"


Tell it like it is, brother !

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