Christmas comes but once a year. And thank Adsa for that. Asda being the God of shopping, like Bank, the God of Money, or Library, the God of Books. You get the idea. This year has been a real cock up, financially. We are now bailing the Banks out of a situation that wasn't caused by us, yet we are expected to say, "Here's £20,000, and we don't want it back????"
What?
Who makes these rules? Was I asked? Was anyone asked? NO. Nobody was, yet we have to pay for mistakes made by the very people who run our lives. And the worst part is, while we pay to get the Banks out of the shit, their bosses are asking for huge bonuses for the splendid job they've done. What job was that then? Putting the Country in recession? Nice work if you can get it.
Christmas could have been good this year if it wasn't for the money grabbing bastards having to worry about lining their own pockets. Luckily, I'm in a position where my kids are old enough to understand the situation. There are millions in this Country alone, who don't understand. And I wonder which brave little banker will have the guts to stand up and explain why Santa can't come to them this Christmas. And it doesn't matter a damn thing which Party are in "Control", or which Party you support, you have 10 days to offer something back to the people. It may not seem life threatening to you, but then you don't live in the real World. Enjoy your Turkey arseholes. Hope you choke on it.
Tuesday, 15 December 2009
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