On Wrongful Redistribution.

There was a poster in the window of one of the supermarkets in Ashbourne today, requesting donations to Food Aid for people in crisis. This sort of thing was supposed to have become history after the end of WWII when the welfare state was born. There was no Food Aid when I was a kid; there was no need for it.

Coincidentally, the last couple of decades have seen a substantial rise in the number of billionaires in Britain, all of them with more money than they can ever hope to spend, and most of them living abroad and/or salting their billions away in offshore bank accounts and investments where the taxman can’t get at it. (Thank you, JK Rowling. A rare exception.)

So how did we get here? How did we come to grant Mrs Thatcher’s wish for ‘a return to Victorian values?’ You tell me.

Meanwhile, the present government avers that the way to reduce welfare dependency is to reduce welfare expenditure. Clearly a case of criminal insanity, but they’re getting away with it. Mr Cameron has just had a cabinet reshuffle and a few ministers have been replaced. It seems to me that Mr Cameron and his whole entourage should be sectioned under the Mental Health Act.

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I should be making silly posts at this time of night, not going off into rants. Blame the government.