And Then A Reward...

   Yup, it’s New Years Honours time again and I have to say ‘they’ve’ surpassed themselves this year.
   First-up has to be that let’s have a war for the sake of it fellow who refuses to fade into the background and just roll around in his ill gotten gains. Then those health ‘experts’. Not witty at all and that chap who’s folks didn’t know if he’d turn out to be a van or a tram.
   Think of the damage those few fellows have inflicted on the country and its population. War deaths, lock-down deaths, business bust deaths, elderly into germ incubator home deaths, sorry, don’t care how ill you are, we only deal with co-co so stay home and die alone, okay? And so on and on. And wot happens? Well, obviously further work to do as the ‘rewards’ reflect their sterling efforts to date. Ah shacks ma heed.
   Looking at the above I have to repeat wot I’ve said before and that is it’s well past time that Harold Shipman chap, who, on looking at recent events, was way ahead of his time regards dealing with health issues, was given a posthumous pardon and a well deserved late knighthood for wot has transpired to have been his uncanny understanding of wot the future would bring leading to his remarkable forward thinking and actions way before ‘planned’ genocide became a thing...

          

Quote;  Dorothy L Sayers.

“To make a deliberate falsification for personal gain is the last, worst depth to which either scholar or artist can descend in work or life.”