The front cover on the right is from April 2014.
The front cover on the left is from December 2014.
What am I supposed to say?
Thank you Gordon Brown for lying? Thank you No voters for believing him?
Truth has been replaced by believability as the test of a statement.
In the last days of the Referendum campaign Labour politicians telephoned pensioners to warn them they would lose their pensions if they voted Yes. Scotland would become a foreign country. Boy, did all those English ex-pats in Spain, almost a million according to a recent census, quake in their socks and sandals. In reality they knew it didn’t matter where you live, Timbuctu if you like. Your pension will arrive in your bank account on time. Guaranteed, mate. ‘No problemo. Hey, Juan! Two more San Miguels, por favor!’
For over two years two-faced politicians told us Scotland is a poverty-stricken, small, nasty little nation of no appreciable talent, and, by the way, they really, really love us, so please stay with England and share in its disasterous political and economic doctrines.
Pretty please, with sugar on top.
To much sugar rots your teeth, screwing up your diet and health.
What was the insidious phrase coined by Gordon Brown to hoodwink a nation into misplaced patriotism? ‘A fool laid bare?’ No?
Oh, yes. “Pool and share.” Did he mean Fool and Scare?
As Americans would say, we were suckered.