Friday, February 28, 2003

now, you can call me naive if you want to, but i always thought that when someone started a company they were supposed to be prepared to take the risk that if someone else didn't pay them for their goods, they may go out of business and a competitor could pick up their good business and, maybe, re-employ some of the employees who'd lost their jobs.



this is not exactly my idea of a workers' utopia, you understand, just the way i thought that capitalism was supposed to work.



blow me, if i'm not completely wrong.



that nice mrs thatcher seems to have thought that it was ok to insure arms companies against their losses and paid over a billion pounds to british arms companies so that they could arm iraq during the 1980s despite saddam not paying them.



now, isn't this the same iraq that she supports a war with? isn't this the iraq that's still being run by the same man who was in charge all those years ago? wasn't he someone nice to do business with then? isn't he now supposed to be one of the most evil men on the planet?



the fucking gall the bitch had (still has) is staggering.



to take tax-payers' money - my money - to pay some fucking greedy bastard capitalists so that they wouldn't have to take a pay cut when their war-mongering didn't provide them with the profits they desired, really takes some fucking cheek.



to then pretend that the man these cunts were selling arms to is any worse now than he was then is beyond belief.



the fucking bitch should be forced to apologise to the british public for wasting our money on supporting a bunch of greedy capitalist bastards and insulating them from the real world that the rest of us have to live in.



the cunt should have all her money sequestrated and used to pay us back.



she should also be sent to baghdad to act as part of saddam's human shield. she was and is quite prepared to support the use of british soldiers, sailors and airmen in wars against iraq, so she should be made to experience what they have to - fear of injury, fear of death, the trauma of having bombs explode close to them, the trauma of having their friends blown to pieces in front of their eyes, the fear of what may be happening to their families back home, the fear that, when it's all over and they're not needed any more, no fucker will give them a job and they'll end up homeless.



thing is, there's no such thing as honour among politicians, so she'll never even acknowledge that we, the tax-payers she ripped-off, could possibly have a problem with her behaviour, let alone that she should at least say sorry.



one last point: her fucking greedy capitalist bastard of a husband didn't own any shares in the arms companies involved did he, by any chance, perhaps?



corrupt cunts.

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