I’m starting a new campaign today and I’m going to need help from all of you. It is my desire to see Gordon Brown removed from Number 10. Brown’s been Prime Minister long enough. Too long!
Gordon’s gotta go!
GGG!
Gordon’s
Gotta
Go!
Gordon Brown is by far the worst Prime Minister the United Kingdom has ever had, bar none. Even war-monger Blair had a bit of charm and charisma; Brown is a charisma-free zone.
I could actually cope with Gordon Brown’s stiff and unpleasant demeanour, if it weren’t for his total lack of vision and pointless policies and you know where this is going…
Reclassification…
Yep, I’m a one-issue kinda guy.
The Advisory Council on the Misuse of Drugs (ACMD) is the independent body which advises the government on drugs policy. No government has ever ignored their recommendations since the board was formed. Ol’ Gordo is preparing to ignore their advice and reclassify cannabis to Class B from its current status of Class C.
The ACMD have reviewed cannabis policy three times in the last several years; the first time Tony Blair and David Blunkett followed their advice and put weed into Class C. See, Blair wasn’t all bad. There was this and Northern Ireland, the rest, well that was all pretty bad.
The second time the ACMD recently reviewed cannabis, they again reached the same conclusion. This was done in the heat of the political firestorm that followed the original declassification decision and it only reaffirmed the move and the government left it alone.
The third review of cannabis was requested by Brown, in light of the “new evidence” of the dangers of cannabis.
The truth is, there is no new evidence, there are just conflicting studies which don’t come to any real conclusions regarding links between mental health problems and cannabis use. That hasn’t stopped the media from trying to whip up a Downing Street inspired shit storm of hysterical spin, painting cannabis as the devil’s weed. It was reefer madness mark II, only these days, most of us know much better.
The ACMD reached the same conclusion on their third review, that cannabis should remain in Class C — the report was delivered to Gordon this week. The contents of the report were leaked to the press several weeks ago though they have yet to be made officially public. Their decision, along with Gordon’s overruling of it is expected to come sometime after yesterday’s local elections.
Now, here’s the cool bit. If Gordon Brown ignores the advice of the ACMD, the members of the ACMD are prepared to publicly resign in disgust. That’s how serious this is.
On top of that, the Association of Chief Police Officers (ACPO) are reportedly prepared to reassert the current guidance on cannabis possession, if Gordon does reclassify to Class B. In other words, they will continue to operate as if it was Class C.
Just a quick explanation on the differences between the Class B and Class C — the penalties are exactly the same for production and distribution under both. The end user ends up worse off under B.
Where they differ is when it comes to personal possession — under Class C, you should be cautioned and have the weed confiscated. Under Class C, you can still do time, up to 2 years in prison. Under Class B, there is technically no confiscate and caution option, the penalty for possession is 5 years in the big house.
Anyone with a brain knows that the classification of a drug has little to do with how people view it. Cocaine is Class A, carrying the stiffest penalties for possession, but people still take it. A lot of people, actually.
Since cannabis was declassified, usage has gone down. Since cannabis was declassified, far fewer people are unnecessarily imprisoned for a victimless crime. Since cannabis was declassified, we’ve had a drug policy in this country that was on the verge of sensible (with sensible being completely decriminalised or even better legalised, taxed and sold like liquor).
Gordon’s reason for all of this is the same reason he uses for everything he does. Gordon knows best.
Like fuck he does!
To say that Gordon’s drug policy is creating a complete muddle would be an understatement, like saying an ocean is slightly damp. It’s becoming an unmitigated disaster full of lies, hysteria, missteps, misinformation and decided lack of consistency or honesty.
In other words, for fuck’s sake, what a twat!
I don’t think I’ve ever seen a politician so out of step with his country. He hasn’t a clue what genuine people are like. He can’t relate to any of us, because he is a complete social outsider.
Imagine, if you can, meeting Gordon in your local for a drink. He’d order a pint of whatever you’re having, but then hardly touch it. He’d try to talk to you about fiscal responsibility and moral authority, when you would rather talk about the football or how cool that new Iron Man movie looks. He would stand uncomfortably in the crowd, makings others feel uneasy, yet you would definitely get the sense he thought he was better than you, though you wouldn’t in a month of Sundays ever guess how he justifies it in his head.
Yes, Gordon, you are socially awkward and that was fine when you were the Chancellor and everyone thought you were doing a good job. No one thinks that now! The economy is up the spout, it’s screwed, its fucked and Gordon is to blame.
I’m paying £1.10 a litre for petrol. That’s really bad! (And for my American readers, I reckon that’s about 8 bucks a gallon and you didn’t read that wrong!)
The cost of food is skyrocketing too. But that’s not what is upsetting people at the moment, its the decline in house prices.
The economy here in Blighty has been falsely inflated due to the housing market. House prices were making wild gains, but that’s stopped now. People can’t trade up every year or two because their homes aren’t increasing any more. In some cases, they are decreasing and a term from a long time ago is creeping back:
Negative equity.
That’s a fancy pants way of saying your home is worth less than the amount you owe on your mortgage. It’s wank speak, really and it only matters if you are selling your house. If your house is not on the market, then it doesn’t really matter, but it might be the reason you can’t put your house for sale.
What would you do if you had a 100K loan and your house was only worth 75K. Where would you come up with that extra 25K to pay off the bank, plus interest? You wouldn’t, you’d just keep paying your mortgage and thanking god you have a roof over your head.
No one I know is getting rich or even getting ahead just by working. The people I know who have serious money in the bank, or have leap-frogged the rest of us on the property ladder have done so by making vastly inflated profits on property trading. That’s what has really been driving the economy.
Guess what? The economy is running out of steam and is grinding to a halt, thanks in a large part to the current housing market crash (or should I say crunch so I don’t panic anyone?).
And Gordon is to blame!
As I write this, the local election results are dribbling slowly out of my television. The topline is a simple one, it’s the Labour party’s worst showing in 40 years. They’ve come in third, after the Tories and the Lib Dems.
And Gordon is to blame.
Brown is a political liability.
Oh who am I kidding, he is a liability in every conceivable way.
I don’t think I’ve ever disliked a politician as much as I dislike Gordon Brown.
I have this fantasy that this afternoon, after all the election results are tabulated, certified and released and the true picture of the Labour massacre is confirmed, that a small group of very senior Labour types swing by Number 10 for a private chat with Brown.
In this chat, they ask him to resign asap, right then and there. When he refuses, they tell him if he doesn’t resign his position as Prime Minister, they will invoke a special extraordinary session of Parliament and call for a vote of no confidence in his leadership.
In other words, Gordon can do this the easy way or he can do it the hard way and its his choice.
Gordon is confronted with this difficult decision and he chooses to resign to make it seem like it was his idea. He returns to the back bench where we hardly ever hear from him again.
Or I’ve got another scenario, which I just thought of, just now. He could return to Number 11 and be the Chancellor of the Exchequer again, because of the dire economic outlook, the department needs his expertise again!
Basically, anything that ends his premiership before he can fuck up anything else is good with me.
I’ve even got a catch phrase for you. You can use it as a greeting, when you meet people. Better yet, you can use it to sign off letters and emails. Maybe I should get tee-shirts printed. How can we lose when we have my winning slogan? Go on, chant along with me!
GGG!
Gordon’s gotta go!
GGG!
GORDON’S GOTTA GO!
GGG!
GORDON’S
GOTTA
GO!
Three G’s means Gordon’s not for me!
GGG!
Gordon’s gotta go!
GGG!
Are you all with me?
(While we’re on the subject of weed, check out the northlondonhippy’s cannabis truth series.)