Sorry for the lack of updates recently: I’ve been moving house.
In the meantime, I hereby offer £5 to anybody in the MSM who calls foul on the sycophantic “tributes” to Claire Rayner, the archetypal Bollinger-Blairite “socialist” whose constant bleeding-heart espousal of entitlement has helped lead us into the pond of despair in which we now find ourselves.
Because she was a self-promoting “humanist” she probably never read Dante: if she had, she would have known there was a ring of hell for those who suffer her particular form of Pride.
Her parting words, according to the more excitable papers (i.e. all of them) were: “Tell David Cameron that if he screws up my beloved NHS I’ll come back and bloody haunt him”. It was this same beloved NHS which gave her MRSA.
Yet people still wrote to her with their problems, thinking she could somehow solve them. Why? To quote Auberon Waugh, I’d sooner take my veruccas to the Yorkshire Ripper.