Don't be shocked, but it turns out that the women behind the Thatcher Death Parties was not a self-employed accountant from Harrogate:
In related news, what about those 'savage cuts', huh?
Which is kind of the point. Thatcher was 'divisive' but I'm betting the government that pays morons for nonsense is still also 'divisive'. So much for Cast Iron Dave's dash for the middle ground.
Lady Thatcher understood that no conservative government worthy of the name could ever hope to appease these tools. Meanwhile, the Certified Super Genii that make up our nation's professional conservatives really believed that if they threw the bumpkins and the white trash under the bus, then nut bunnies like Blythe would sign up for the post-modern, post-ideological future where everything is up for grabs and principles are for squares.
Thatcher was right, Dave's wrong and the left is still crazy.
The woman behind an internet campaign to organise street parties to “celebrate” the death of Baroness Thatcher has been identified as a Romany Blythe, a 45-year-old community drama teacher from south London...
She specialises in “facilitating workshops for young, excluded and potentially criminalised individuals and uses drama techniques she has developed to explore resolution of conflict and oppression”, according to the company’s website.It's only April, but I think we already have a real contender for this year's Prescott Award for Self-Caricature.
In related news, what about those 'savage cuts', huh?
Which is kind of the point. Thatcher was 'divisive' but I'm betting the government that pays morons for nonsense is still also 'divisive'. So much for Cast Iron Dave's dash for the middle ground.
Lady Thatcher understood that no conservative government worthy of the name could ever hope to appease these tools. Meanwhile, the Certified Super Genii that make up our nation's professional conservatives really believed that if they threw the bumpkins and the white trash under the bus, then nut bunnies like Blythe would sign up for the post-modern, post-ideological future where everything is up for grabs and principles are for squares.
Thatcher was right, Dave's wrong and the left is still crazy.
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There's nothing about the Blythe woman's name or appearance, job description or words that indicate her wages are better off with her than, say, lightening the debt burden via higher taxes on the companies that might, one day,pay my daughter to work for them and produce something.
Thanks to King Lib and his already outed pals the Cleggerons, the 'Bonfire of the Quangos' started by handing out toffee apples and gingerbread to the quangos while the real people ended up the pyre instead.
I wonder who has suffered at the hands, fists and boots of La Blythe's 'potentially' criminalised individuals still on their path to resolution of conflict and oppression when everyone sane knows that the resolution grows in hedge rows the length and breadth of the company, if it's only applied early enough...
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