FROM where I’m sitting, what happened was this.
The Chancellor of the Exchequer lied about how much money she needed to save.
And she took money from you. And she did that in order to save her own staggeringly useless career. And that of her boss, Sir Keir Starmer.
What she did was a deceit against the voter and a betrayal of the taxpayer. A betrayal of everybody who has tried to do the right thing in this godforsaken life of ours.
What do I mean by people who have tried to do the right thing?
People who have tried to save, so they don’t need to rely upon the state later.
Working men and women who have put the hours in and hope for promotion, so that they can better themselves. And make a better life for their families.
Married couples who wait a while before having a baby so they know that they can afford to bring the kid up without having to rely upon the state. (Actually, who decides to have a baby knowing they can’t afford to look after the kid? What kinda skanks? I mean, real skanks? Nah, it’s OK, we’ll let the taxpayer fund little Princess.)
Real drongos
And a deceit against the entrepreneurs, the small businessmen, the pub owners and cafe owners, who are trying desperately to make ends meet.
And who gains from Rachel Reeves’ Budget?
She is by far and away the most useless Chancellor we have ever had. And bugger me, we’ve had a few real drongos in that role.
Rod Liddle
Not the economy. This was a Budget for decline. Reeves — hopelessly out of her depth — has gone back on the Labour commitment to grow the economy. Everything she has ever done will result in a SHRINKING economy.
She is by far and away the most useless Chancellor we have ever had. And bugger me, we’ve had a few real drongos in that role.
Not the working men and women of the UK. The people the Labour Party was set up to support.
Nope, more than a half a million have been dragged into paying higher taxes. Meaning they will have less to spend. And even now they are wondering how to make ends meet.
Not the pensioners, who she has raided for their savings. Not people who have done the savvy thing and bought a house.
Good idea buying a house, it means you’re not reliant upon other people for where you live. Trouble is, it also means that Labour hates you.
Not the small businessman, the lifeblood of our economy — already strangled by the rise in National Insurance payments through this fabulously stupid woman’s first Budget, back in October last year.
Not the poor, the working poor.
There are only two types of people who gain from Reeves’ budget. People swinging the lead on benefits — the kind of people who don’t want to work, and won’t go to work.
But who expect all the stuff that going to work and earning a decent wage brings in. Netflix and Disney+ channels.
Holidays abroad. All the latest phones so that they can text their friends who work with the motto “ha ha ha — f**k YOU”.
People who will do anything to avoid work. They are the winners of this Budget.
A Budget which rewards the people who do the wrong thing.
Oh — and another couple of winners? Rachel Reeves and Sir Keir Starmer.
They gained as well, believe me. The Prime Minister and his spavined, smug, stupid Chancellor live to fight another day.
And the reason for that is they kept their deranged backbenchers at bay for a bit. By scrapping the two-child benefit limit.
The backbenchers were adamant people should be able to have as many children as they want, regardless of their ability to pay for them. Two, three, a hundred? Who cares?
And also to keep those idiots happy, not taking any steps whatsoever to reform welfare payments. Which this year will cost you and me £316billion.
So backbenchers, living in a kind of La-La Land where people happily live off vegan frozen unicorn tears sorbet, were all on board. Well done, Rach.
In order to get her Budget through, Reeves lied. Ok, that’s nothing particularly new.
She’s lied about her past experience as an economist — she knows about as much about economics as I do about synchronised swimming.
She lied about being a chess champion — she finished 26th, actually. Just short of the podium then, Rach.
But this lie was particularly egregious. She misrepresented the economic figures presented to her to deliberately con the taxpayer into thinking the financial position was worse than it was.
And so she needed to raise those taxes. On people who work hard and struggle to create a better life for their families.
This ghastly woman blames criticism of her abject performance on ‘sexism’. Apparently, we’re nasty about her because we don’t like women.
Rod Liddle
Let’s be clear about this. That was a lie. And it was a lie designed to deceive taxpayers.
Abject performance
I suppose we shouldn’t be surprised we’ve been lied to. Especially not by Rachel Reeves.
This ghastly woman blames all criticism of her abject performance on “sexism”. Apparently, we’re nasty about her because we don’t like women.
Nah, Ms Reeves. We don’t have a problem with women. Women are fine. What we have is a problem with YOU. A big problem. The fact that you’re a woman doesn’t matter one bit.
Kemi Badenoch, the leader of the Conservative Party, put it best: “All we have had is wallowing in self-pity and whining about misogyny and mansplaining.
So let me explain to the Chancellor, woman to woman, that people out there are not complaining because she is female; they are complaining because she is utterly incompetent.
“Real equality means being held to the same standard as everyone else.”
Exactly — well put, Kemi. But this Budget is such a dog’s breakfast, so ineptly constructed and based on lies that it demands that the Chancellor should leave her job.
She should resign right now and go back to brushing up on her chess so that next year, she finishes 25th, rather than 26th in the local tournament.
Because this may be the worst Budget we have ever had. A Budget that punishes the workers. And punishes the wealth creators. And based upon a lie. Go, Rach — go now.
And if you can persuade Keir to go too, all the better.
MAGIC GRANDPA AND THE FRUITCAKES
IF you ever wanted hard evidence that the more left-wing you are, the more psychotic you are, just look at Your Party.
That’s the party set up by Jezza Corbyn and Zara Sultana – better known as Magic Grandpa and the Fruitcakes. Or Jezbollah.
They’ve been meeting for a conference. And despite being tiny in number it is clear they all absolutely loathe each other.
Corbyn and Sultana and various factions are at loggerheads. Underneath it all, I suspect they all hate themselves.
But I suppose that’s enough psychoanalysis for the day.
IF you want the perfect symbol for the public sector, it’s the 07:00 express train from Manchester to London.
A very popular service. Does the trip in just 1hr 58mins. Very reliable, too. Just one problem – from the middle of this month it will carry no passengers.
The train will still make the journey, but no passengers will be allowed on it. This is because the train and staff are needed back in London.
And for some reason, the Office of Rail and Road – ie, the Government – think having passengers might in some way make the train slower.
Nope, me neither. But there you have it. The public sector expands and expands. And it is there not for the benefit of the public, but of the public sector.
