Sunday 20 November 2011

WHO WILL RID US OF THESE TURBULENT PRIESTS?


I see the bally church bods are having their ten penn'orth again.

There was a time when bishops knew their place.
Neighbours, Corrie and chessboards were littered with them, but in general they saved their pontificating for the pulpit.
R.Williams should stick to duetting with Nicole Kidman, and keep his trotty nose out of Ian Duncan Smith's affairs.

And what IS their problem?
Of course we should cap weekly benefits at £500.
There's only so many Peperami's one can eat over the course of fifteen Jeremy Kyle shows.
And if you smoked a whole pack of Mayfair every day, you'd still only need £35.
Cider has never been cheaper, and kids should be at school, not having tax-payers' money lavished on them to the tune of a few hundred quid!

If we're all expected to sort out this financial deficit then the work-shy dole bludgers should suffer too.
It's not fair that I can recognise a positive gearshift in socio-economic policy, when the feckless are watching X Factor and doing nothing about improving their status.
We should cap benefits at £60 per week, send all children to boarding school, and supply each & every individual with a Personal Adviser.

We all know the economy is fragile and cuts are needed.
We are all in this together, whether we like it or not.
A friend of mine has not only given up his membership of the golf-club, he has sold all his gear too!
On eBay!
Got quite a pretty penny for it all.
And he bloody loved golf, but the poor fellow is grief-stricken to the point of paralysis.
Perhaps if the jobless spent more time online, and less time in the bookies, they too could do their bit for society.

And if they can't afford the cost of living in London, then ruddy well move!
I've seen how wonderfully cheap housing can be in rural East Anglia.
There's some bloody lovely cottages on the Suffolk coast that would appear to be empty most of the time.
I wouldn't advise telling the landlords you're in receipt of benefits or poor; it's probably best to say you're a freelance poet and you work from home.

And call me cynical, but I notice the bishops of Norwich, Ipswich & St.Edmundsbury are all getting on their soap-boxes about this. I wonder if that has something to do with East Anglia having the largest incremental rent increase year on year (2010/11)?
Caring clergy?
Penny-pinching landlords more like!
It really has come to something when the Church collection plate is being topped-up by recycled taxes.

I'm going to put all of these points to John, my Personal Adviser tomorrow.
I'm sure he's not on £500 a week, and I bet he copes admirably.
I'm hoping we can get all the paperwork out of the way by lunchtime, and then maybe share a round of golf.

I'll head for the hotel once I've watched 'Songs of Praise'........

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