Bobby Fortyseven
Jan 2, 2015
Christmas, New year and beyond…
And, because this issue is so sensitive in these days of hysterical right wing thinking, I don’t blame any of the good people who’ve travelled to the United Kingdom for a better life. If I were in their position I’d be doing exactly the same thing. Escaping these dreadful places and bringing up my children in a place that allows freedom, encourages a smile and allows a person to fulfill themselves and aim for a better future.
Brought up beneath the shadow of grinding poverty and old communist ideology who can blame all these people for wanting to escape their historical past. For my part, my conversion to UKIP has nothing to do with these people. My objection is entirely down to the bureaucratic beast of burden that we call the European Union and its expansionistic policies that are creating social unrest, political uncertainty and conflict between the West and the East. That’s it! Nothing else.
This unholy model of economic madness sees my Country hosting a vast number of people who are being exploited both commercially and socially by the worst form of capitalism.
Factor in these things with the accompanying madness that comes with extreme right wing thinking and you end up with a political party like UKIP that taps into people’s fears, a destabilised social community cohesion and political figures like David bloody Blunket warning people to be wary of the poor old Roma people who’ve been the target of everyone’s woes for the best part of a century.
My neighbours are Romanian. There lovely people. There ain’t anything wrong with them. It’s us who are the problem. Tied and bound to a mad social engineering experiment our great Country is now reduced to this! Despite all this and despite the fact that I don’t like UKIP, still, even now, cognisant that I am probably wrong, I am going to vote UKIP so that I can save my grandchildren from a future of fear and turmoil brought about by these idiots who’ve pulled political levers and succeeded in creating this disasterous mistake that only working class people will pay the price for.
I’ve thought long and hard about my ‘odd conclusion’ and it is the only option available that will speed up our exit from the EU.
Imagine if we were not in the EU. We could open our doors and say to the poor people from Africa and Asia, ‘you’ve now no longer any need to risk your lives. You come to us. We’ll not see you languishing in poverty in Calaise’. We could do these things. We could do them easily if only we were not tied and bound to the mandarins of Brussels who’d rather exploit cheap labour than extend a helping hand to the weak and the needy who want to live a life
Bobby Fortyseven
Jan 9, 2015
US Healthcare Firm Takes Over From GPs To Treat Workers On Sick Leave: NHS Privatisation Is Already Happening
The entire model of the NHS is busted. The outcome of ‘looming privatisation’ seems to me to be inevitable.
My wife is a Nurse. She’s stuck in the middle of it and she describes it as chaos. She doesn’t think it’s down to a lack of funding. She feels that no matter how much money is thrown at it the outcome of continued chaos is inevitable.
The reasons? Well Paul, no initial surprises. The Management hirearchy are incompetent bungling idiots who lurch from one steaming cow pat to another, never giving anything they’ve touched or glanced at a backward glance and learning some lessons. Like those within the Council, or indeed most other public services, they, the ones who’ve got their hands on the rudder and the levers of power relentlessly churn our ‘gimmicks’, blue sky thinking and undiluted Codswallop that infects all beneath them.
Quite simply, they come up with an idea, tweek it here and there, shovel it downwards, ask all to work with it and in most cases around it and then, when it all goes belly up and thousands have been wasted, they move on to the next area of concern. It’s relentless. Imagine if you can the chaos within Wirral Council or any other one. Doing it? Well, now multiply that thought by a factor of thousands and you’ll come half way to understanding how bad it all really is.
The Nursing profession? Many Nurses are wonderful caring people who’ve been at the job for most of their adult lives. However, many are completely lazy, they have no care, they’ve found a place that is a safe haven for skiver’s and they flit about daily doing little or nothing and nobody ever challenges this culture.
Particularly the younger ones, ‘we don’t do that. We have degrees’, they’ve no sense of warmth, care or self pride. They happily work within the rubbish the hirearchy shovel downwards and their working life is built around the curse of the NHS. Bloody Courses! Yep! Nowadays, the new Nurses emerge from their probationary period and they can’t do anything because they’ve never been shown how to do anything. Taking blood. Carrying out an ECG or doing a Spirometry Test are daily tasks that they cannot do. What happens? They get sent on a Course. Over and over and over again, dominated by Human Resources Department and the model of career advancement, they send you on a Course that allows one to choose which field of work you want to work within.
And they all want to specialize. Few want to be a Nurse who can work on a Ward or within A and E and deal with a whole range of problems. No! They want to specialize and they want to go on Courses so that, armed with these rich qualifications, they can exist flitting here, there and everywhere without ever having to get to close to a patient who has wet the bed.
This is the way it is. Twenty percent of the Nursing workforce carry the eighty percent who probably should never have chosen Nursing as their future career.
The Doctors? Many are good and hard working. Alas, some, because they weren’t particularly good, and local GP Surgeries didn’t want them, they too end up in the Hospital where their laziness and their incompetence will never be addressed. Like the lazy Nurses, they find a safe haven for their worthless talents.
Orphapedic Surgeons? There are simple far to many. In years gone by an Orphapaedic Surgeon dealt with every single bone and joint in the body. They knew most of what was going on beneath our flesh. Nowadays! They specialize on one single area of the body. No more the entire bloody leg. Not nowadays. We’ve got Consultant Surgeons for the feet, the ankle, the knee and the bloody hips and each one of them is followed by an Administration Team, Nurses and others who’ve all chosen to specialize rather than ever deal with the man who’s bust his leg and pissed his bed because nobody thought he was worth the time to visit and chat with over a cup of tea.
In short, like the Councils up and down the Country the NHS has become a bureaucratic beast of burden and I’ve absolutely no idea what anyone can do to halt its slide toward privatisation
Bobby Fortyseven
Jan 11, 2015
On Sue Marsh, Maximus, and Moving On
Has Sue really thought this through? Apparently she has, and my guess would be some seventy five thousand times! Course, Im certain this good lady will justify this step change of opinion and proclaim that people who come under the gaze of Maximus will always come first. Yes, first! Joint bloody first every single time. Neck and neck with the profit margins of Maximus who, through cunning, guile and downright corporate greed that saving the public millions and making themselves hundreds of thousands of pounds of public money, is a wonderful and entirely good arrangement that only goes to helping and easing the pain of the weak and the vulnerable and those who didn’t have the entrepuniarel good sense to create a political blog and eventually cash in on the notoriety that once made you a thorn in the side to the current Governmental incumbents.
Course, this conclusion is the one of a cynic and I suppose like all good conspiracy theories the whole thing will be validated by an eventual OBE for Sue and the glowing testimony of some well chosen claimants who’ll cry, ‘if it weren’t for Sue Id have ended up with nothing. Thanks to her and her championing my cause I’ve still got me crutches and I can still swim once a week at the local community pool for only half the normal admission fee. Thank you Jesus, thank you Sue and thank you Lord’
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