It is often said that with age comes a more conservative tinted lens to view the world around you, which explains the cantankerous nature of old age gits dedicated to the maxim 'your pain brings me happiness'. Clearly this can only be an urban myth as government policy, whilst leaning towards making old age a crime with an accompanying sentence of death by fuel poverty, has not been truly bold in their thinking. Occasionally however, thoughts break through the ether so that we can move forward. This is the kind of thinking we need in these fictitious times. Behold;
Whilst the meat of this argument is handled quite soundly, the finale is a soggy limp disaster:Age related diseases cost the NHS billions of pounds a year, so getting old should be discouragedPerhaps some voluntary euthenasia [sic], for those pesky old folk who keep getting ill and using up the budget !Fat people, old people, disabled people, drinkers, premature babies, accident victims, etc all cost the NHS more than a tee-total, vegan marathon runner.
Most life-style choices have some impact on our health. Are we really saying that we want a world where our decisions are not ours to make freely but should be made to minimize the NHS budget! View from the Libertarian Dead
This is about restructuring not reduction. No one has said anything about reducing the NHS budget in real terms, how else is there going to be any profit* to be had? What is the point of involving market forces if all the profit has gone? That makes you no different than a neighbour** that bursts your ball then throws it back [1] although when it comes to it, destroying things does have the added benefit of creating demand for replacement.
I find such hypothesised developments as clear evidence of guilt and demand a bombing campaign on the elderly's hoard of weapons immediately. The Bastard public must be made to be aware of how deeply worrying the possible threats that face us are, especially those of a fictitious or libellous nature. The elderly cannot be allowed to provide a service to the economy in case it gives them rights. Giving the elderly rights rather than chip coins and subsidised prescriptions may give them lofty ideals and ignite a jihad on the young. We already have enough of these determined octogenarians causing havoc.
I find such hypothesised developments as clear evidence of guilt and demand a bombing campaign on the elderly's hoard of weapons immediately. The Bastard public must be made to be aware of how deeply worrying the possible threats that face us are, especially those of a fictitious or libellous nature. The elderly cannot be allowed to provide a service to the economy in case it gives them rights. Giving the elderly rights rather than chip coins and subsidised prescriptions may give them lofty ideals and ignite a jihad on the young. We already have enough of these determined octogenarians causing havoc.
The scheduling is designed to disorientate which can only be a good thing as we do not want idle pensioners (with undeserved time on their hands) coherent – far too dangerous. No, mollify them with machines, prescription drugs for ‘ailments’ and squeeze the last juices of productivity from them before they expire...Imagine the fun you could have in that moment where the sheep blink and realise they are about to be eaten.I mean seriously if that's how we are going to be going about things we might as well be footing the bill for humus and al-falafel in a Syrian restaurant.
* or administration fees, which are very reasonable charged at six percent including coffee. Whilst charging rates can vary, the coffee is non negotiable.
** it is statistically probable that such malignant neighbour types will own a cat that shits on your lawn and taunts your dog by walking along your fence. However kitty is forgetting that one day the fence may not save them.
Nuisance officers arranged a meeting between two west Hull neighbours after an elderly man burst a child's footballs...When the balls landed in the elderly man's garden, he refused to give them back and burst them. Officers from Hull City Council held a restorative meeting for the neighbours to discuss the issues. A spokesman said: "There have been no further calls for service since the meeting."
I am considering complaining about the use of the word 'elderly' instead of the correct term 'Old Age Terrorist' however I am concerned they may send a 'restorative officer' to visit me. In Australia restorative tests include mental evaluation or, failing that, restorative intimidation so that Winston accepts his fate.
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20This country is swamped by confidence tricksters and all types of fraudsters at election time, much like the goings-on in your glorious country on these occasions. It is not hard to understand why oldies are a favored target of these charlatans,
the assumption being that they have just emerged from tired, stretched wombs, overwhelmed and speechless at the wonderments around them.
These opportunistic cunts woo old wankers who have always mismanaged their money, don't pay utilities bill and have their power cut. Unctuous do-gooders jump in, condemning everyone bar the 'poor victim,'who was always the best guy you could know etc.
I was simply defending the present Government's electric subsidy which far exceeds my quarterly $131 bill leaving me $3800 a quarter after rent for food, to run the car or to use as one fancies. That's a wrap.
Les, that you have an electric bill in the first place if a fucking outrage! $131 Auz!!! We dream of such luxury prices especially since we decided to incude a 'green' administration fee on our bills so we can subsidise mass bird culling and Dave the 'failed warlord' Lizard's pops. Fuedalism or fueldalism? Our green and pleasant land is blighted and thought and deed by the unproductive and inbred - from both ends of the fucking spectrum. Why not divert all those subsidies to those who contribute nowt to me (include ypur welch of tax payer funded energy bill) to me? The Kraken would be more appreciative.
I don't do typos it is all pRt of the plan.
Although I cannot rule out the possibility that I have been cursed by the nefarious power of a double monday.
I recently underwent that 'mental evaluation' test the Queensland police called for after my blog comments caused Government consternation. Perhaps the least contentious question was to be asked to make a sentence that included a verb and a noun. That words remain a phrase until a verb is inserted is by the way. Of mild interest was the questioning MD, a pleasant chap of foreign heritage, repeatedly stumbled over "optometrist." The most absurd question to be asked of an ancient pragmatist, was my usefulness to my family, a family from whom I've inherited the real meaning of indifference. End of partly one:
I recently underwent that 'mental evaluation' test the Queensland police called for after my blog comments caused Government consternation. Perhaps the least contentious question was to be asked to make a sentence that included a verb and a noun. That words remain a phrase until a verb is inserted is by the way. Of mild interest was the questioning MD, a pleasant chap of foreign heritage, repeatedly stumbled over "optometrist." The most absurd question to be asked of an ancient pragmatist, was my usefulness to my family, a family from whom I've inherited the real meaning of indifference. End of partly one:
Partly Two:
Reflecting at home on unexpectedly having to defend one's sanity to a semi-literate Government agent is a new twist on the meaning of democracy in Australia. Over the way, a family of chronic, obese professional dole bludgers pull up in their clapped-out eight cylinder shit-box, banging doors and conversing in strange guttural, excited over the load of Coke and potato chips. In finishing, this missive is a replica of my other communications, nothing much said or profound, par for an oldie whose existence denies the welfare clique little luxuries. Being Monday a.m. must be off to check my bush-secreted cash tins before the hoi polloi twig. Toodle-pip. Les Johns.
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