Friday, 1st February 2013
THE KILLING OF BRITAIN AND ITS PROSPERITY – Like all levels of government spending there are targets to be met and in 2011 the Department for International Development (DFID) decided that 0.7% of the UK’s national output should be spent on foreign aid, boosting the figure by another £580 million that the taxpayer is going to have to stump up.
In real terms this means that the DFID will literally be throwing money out the door to any country with their hands out.
You would think that will all the problems that the UK has with education, healthcare, welfare, armed services and the list goes on, that government ministers would finally pulling their heads out of the clouds and close the Foreign Aid ledger.
How can any government minister justify spending millions in to African and then only have it reported that the president spent the cash on a luxury home for him and his family? How can any government minister accept that is good practice to give money to countries, such as India, who can afford their own space programme?
I could do this all day long, which is compiling a list of all the wasted money that the DFID throws at countries and the thieves that run those countries. Very little ever really sees its way to those in need. Most of the cash is filtered through corrupt politicians, so why does the UK need a department like the DFID, surely this should be closed down, put the ministers running it out of a job, or better still imprison them for fraud, and save the taxpayer billions of pound each year that can be used for the betterment of the UK citizens.
The trouble is government is a network, generally the old boys’ network, where jobs are obtained not through merit or certain skill, but rather by being old school chums who are able to stare in the face of the British public and lie without flinching – for me that appears to be the only qualification needed to be a government minister.
What really astounds me is that we British put up with it. We are continuously led to believe that we live in a democracy and yet it’s a complete farce. We are tied up by politicians and the ludicrous laws they create, generally for their own means, while we, the taxpayer, not only employs them with unbelievably high salaries, but also allow them to continuously line their own pockets through corruptive practices. I can assure you that if the UK had a true democracy then almost all of the problems the British people face today, including, but certainly not restricted to, healthcare, education, welfare and immigration, would not exist as a referendum system would be in place to ask the people to democratically vote on issues, such as Foreign Aid and I am convinced if it was put to a democratic vote the UK public would close the DIFD without a second though.
If the UK were a company it would have gone bust decades ago. If the UK where a ship it would now be scrap and if it were a horse it would have gone to the knackers yard, that’s how badly the UK has been managed for decades and yet the British people appear inept to put a stop to the problems that this, and previous, governments have created.
I’m British, but I’m not proud of it. The British were once known for their resolve, their fighting spirit, their sense of patriotism – now we are a society bereft in confusion, violence and without identity and all because of the liberal influence that has been forced upon us through a series of governments who care not for the British people but rather care for themselves and their appearance on the world arena.
Let’s look at the fact that David Cameron is finally bowing to public pressure and promising a Referendum on Europe. Note carefully that this is on the provision that he is voted back into power in the next election – it’s a bribe and a corruptive one at that. Why can we not have a referendum now, before the 2014 Right to Free Movement kicks in to stop the onslaught of more immigrants flocking to our shore and raping our welfare system?
What the British people need is an elected party who will put the power of government back in the hands of the people, where it belongs. The British needs a government who will put issues, such as immigration, foreign aid, healthcare, education and many others to a democratic referendum.
How bad is the situation? How much worse can it get? It’s time for the pallbearers to bring out the coffin and bury this once and prosperous nation and read its eulogy, which W.H. Auden provides the perfect verse:
Stop all the clocks, cut off the telephone,
Prevent the dog from barking with a juicy bone,
Silence the pianos and with muffled drum
Bring out the coffin, let the mourners come.
Let aeroplanes circle moaning overhead
Scribbling on the sky the message He Is Dead,
Put crepe bows round the white necks of the public doves,
Let the traffic policemen wear black cotton gloves.
He was my North, my South, my East and West,
My working week and my Sunday rest,
My noon, my midnight, my talk, my song;
I thought that love would last for ever: I was wrong.
The stars are not wanted now: put out every one;
Pack up the moon and dismantle the sun;
Pour away the ocean and sweep up the wood.
For nothing now can ever come to any good.