And focusing on short term protest instead of winning power is worse than abstaining...
Denis Healey... but then he was a 'tory-lite' as well I suppose.
It's worth remembering that the Poll Tax riots got rid of Thatcher but Labour didn't get in again for another seven years while Major carried on with her policies.
The Tory Party and it's idealogy, just like the Hepatitis C I'm suffering from, is a very sly incidious thing. They've been working away at this since Thatcher. And for all the things I read in here, Thatchers "Greatest Achievement," done very little to stop the destruction of our NHS and Welfare State. Indeed, their use of PFI only accelerated it. But no doubt, if this post even draws a comment, that's the nit that will be picked.
Anyway, like Thatcher inspired Conservatism, Hep C is lethal but slow, and patiently creeps up on people. And for a long time, I had no idea of how ill I am. But it's been slyly working away at me since I was given the bad blood in 1988. And I just accepted the way I was feeling until about 3 years ago, when I started to get ill beyond ignoring and soldiering on. And bar for telling the Aul Arses, I said nothing on here until a few months ago.
I'm 58 now, so for years I just accepted the way I was feeling as normal aging. And looking back, I realise I really have been ill for years and just plodded along, saying fuck all and carrying on regardless... the way most working class stiffs do. But I've only been on medication for 10 days now and already I'm feeling a thousand times better.
I'm not quite up for doing the Can-Can just yet. But the constant awful fatigue has gone. My sleep is still bollocksed, but I'm not sweating and scratching all night. My eyes were starting to turn yellow and that's cleared up. The constant aching is nothing to what it was. And I could go on. But best of all the brain fog is lifting. Well, it seems to be. And I can read a bit more and string a few sentences together again. But even if it's only pyschosematic, I know, in my nuttiest of moments, I was right about these bastards. And for all the clever arguments put back at me, I still haven't seen one thing that makes me think I'm wrong.
So, abstaining is what then, Al... a cunning ploy to grab power?
The medication I'm on is costing the NHS 65k. The corporation ripping them off is the same corporation that poisoned me and hundreds of thousands of people globally. Please don't tell me about Development and Research. That is paid for by us... the working stiffs.
And as for compensate me for the harm they have done... Ha! They won't even acknowledge me. And when people took them to court in the USA and won, the American Government stepped in and quashed the decision, saying, and I qoute... "It will wreck the industry."
As I've said a million times over, the bad blood can be traced right to Bill Clinton, who is now earning mega bucks from his charity/foundation... supplying medication to 3rd world victims of HIV and HCV. He was director of a company that was bleeding prisoners in Arkansas, when he was Governor, and selling the blood to Bayer. They manufacture one of the tablets that's in my cocktail. But I won't complain about taking all the pills, nor the side effects of them, as the older anti-viral therapy was a mixture of highly toxic injections and tablets, that much like Chemo fucked people up, hair teeth gone, and all that malarkey.
Besides, I'm a very lucky lad. Part of the medicine course I'm on isn't on general release yet. I'm one of the first on it. And, daft as it is, I feel guilty when I'm talking to other survivors in the blood group I'm part of. And it really is daft, as they are lovely people and glad for me. And I can't pretend that I'm not made up to be on it. And I really can't explain how grateful I am to the NHS. I'd be at death door now had I went back to America as I intended to do just before I got ill.
In fact, I'd probably be dead if the NHS hadn't wiped the Lymph Nodes out that stopped the manky blood killing me. So, I really can't speak highly enough of the NHS. But while I'm doing that, I have to say, i'm only on the new medication because my Specialist Liver Nurse fought tooth and claw to get me it. I have 2. But that one young woman has without doubt saved my life. I'll never be able to thank her enough.
I'm not being an overly dramatic tart. I've just got the usual Insomnia. And nothing better to do than this, Lord help me. But it's the truth. That girl has done me a wonderful turn, as I have advanced micro-nodular cirrhosis with lots of complications... meaning my liver has about 2 years left in it tops, if the meds don't work.
The Genotype of HepC that I've got destroys 2.5% of the liver annually. And if left untreated, the stage I'm at means... a matter of months until End Stage Liver Disease, as the call it. But it pretty much means Liver Cancer. But hopefully the meds will stop that and it will get no worse.
It'll get no better either. The Liver does regenerate but not from this cack. So, I'll still be living on a knackered one, meaning I'll never have another pint, and I'll have to get checked every 6 months of my life. So my travelling days are over and I'll never be well enough to do my old work again.
It's also left me homeless, skint and denied ESA by ATOS. I can go on Job Seekers, though. But I'm not bothering, as I'll never be able to met the conditions and I'll be sanctioned. And after 3 strikes the sanctions kick in for 4 years. So, that's that. Let alone never seeing any compo, the safety net that I've paid for has been whipped from under me. But hey ho, I'm a competent lad. I'll be alright once the meds have done their magic.
So fuck it all... I'm alive. And I might get a normal span out of it. So I've got the chance of seeing my grandkids get a bit older, maybe even kop a great one. But I'll also see their Health Service fall into the hands of the very corporations that done this to me. And I hate to be the voice of doom and gloom. But they've already got their claws around the Plasma Division of the NHS. And I could go on. But I'll just say, an egg is the last thing I'd lash at the dirty robbing scoundrels that sold it to them. And for a bit of filthy lucre, have made it possible for this, or something worse, possible again. And make no mistake, this is what happens when heath care is provided for profit.
For the life of me, I'll never see eye to eye with anyone who doesn't see not opposing all this as acceptable, excusable Labour Party policy. Far as I'm concerned, abstaining on the welfare bill was no better than collaborating with these bastards. And it breaks my heart to think my grandkids only chance is with an old man, who's probably as knackered as me, and constantly getting stabbed up by his own party and belittled and besmerched by the very people that should be supporting him.
And that's about all I can say on the subject. But if any ABC has bothered to read it, they still haven't answered the question I put to them way back when all this started... Where is this mythical Labour politician that, let alone defeat Mr Corbyn, was going magically make the party electable and sweep us back to power in the next election?
Nobody outside the circle even listened to them, let alone supported them. And far as I'm concerned, that was just as well in the case of second choice Andy Burnham... "The tainted blood scandal has gone on far too long," after he'd at best ignored it for all his years in Health, at worse helped bury it.
You ABC's haven't got the monopoly on wanting a Labour Government. We all want that. And I'll be honest enough to say, I don't truly believe Corbyn can deliver that, not with the troops he's got behind him. But where is your credible alternative? Where is the person that should be at least opposing the Tories on our behalf now, instead of abstaining? Where is the
Ah fuck it. I wish I had an egg. Lash it at a Tory. Fuck that, I've got a few bits of bread left there. I'd love a nice egg butty after bouncing a fucking big rock of IDS's hugely expensively claimed for, and it must be said, well manicured, baldy mental bastard head.
Think that's wrong? Tell you what, don't tell me as I you're wasting your breath. So try telling this girl and her Mam, Abstaining is Futile...
http://www.express.co.uk/news/uk/609552/Severely-disabled-teen-work-interview-DWP