The Times
A couple bits from The Times, both on New Labours authoritarian tendencies so graphically demonstrated in their (man)handling of Mr Walter Wolfgang recently and rediculous 'nanny state' attitiude first fromJane Shilling
What had this evidently very dangerous octogenarian done to forfeit so dramatically the respect that the Prime Minister is always urging upon us in our dealings with others? Ah, well, he had shouted “Nonsense!” during a speech by the Foreign Secretary. A pity that P. G. Wodehouse was not alive to witness a scene that eerily recalled a gathering of Sir Roderick Spode and his thuggish followers, the Black Shorts.Most of the rest of the article is about the nanny state at it's most graphic, Calderdale Royal Hospital in Halifax banning people from cooing at babies. Apparently they need to be left alone in the quiet and have their privacy respected. Tosh, look at any child under the age of 10 and all they seem to do is constantly try to gain as much attntion as humanly possible. As Jane Shilling says
Still, it is interesting to see how badly rattled new Labour is by genteel political protest. First the WI, then Otis Ferry and his nicely spoken chums — and now a cry of “Nonsense” is enough to get you arrested under the Terrorism Act. What a relief for political extremists everywhere. No need to blow yourself up to make your point. Just muster a few oldies to flute “Piffle” and “Tosh” in quavering voices during ministerial speeches and you’ll be all over the papers in the morning.
Actually, I think most of us would be rather gratified if adoring strangers were to come up, peer into our faces and then exclaim on our beauty, intelligence and all-round loveliness. On the other hand, being used as a helpless mouthpiece for an institution’s pompous and peremptorily expressed instructions might strike many people as a rather shocking infringement of their personal liberty.
The fact is, of course, that babies are naturally programmed to love attention, and so are their mothers. The warmth and joy that the sight of a newborn child and its mother elicits even from strangers are the vestigial remains of the ancient and powerful protective instinct of a tribe for its most vulnerable members.
The second peice is from Mick Hume who tells us of how the Tyrant Blair has been hung on his own, politically correct, petard. Apprently he has been reported to the Parliamentary Standards Commissioner and the North Wales Constabulary for shouting fucking welsh at the TV during Labour’s disappointing results in the Welsh Assembly elections.
That such an unexceptional outburst can now become a political issue confirms how oversensitive Britain has become under new Labour. North Wales police, for instance, have revealed that senior officers spent almost a hundred hours investigating some weak Welsh-baiting jokes cracked on TV by Anne Robinson. Nor is this problem peculiar to the Welsh. Imagine the reaction if Mr Blair had been overheard shouting “F***ing Muslims!” at his TV over the election of George Galloway. Thin-skinned syndrome is becoming a British disease. Perhaps that old boy who mumbled “nonsense” at Jack Straw was thrown out because organisers thought he was being offensive to the foreign secretary community.