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Dow crashes 1000 points in 15 minutes on Greek/EU debt crisis. Wall Street thought it was a computer malfunction. It wasn’t.


Source: CNBC

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See what happens if you’re at work and you leave the blogs alone for a couple of hours? You miss something really big.

In this case, the sight of Calamity Gord “loose”, as Sir Humphrey might say “in the building” (or, rather, the country) and the subsequent trail of devastation ending in a rail crash that follows soon after.
It’s not so much Brown’s rudeness and two-faced ‘pretending to care’ high/heavy handedness with, in this case, an everyday voter just like you or me (well, not like me actually. She is – or maybe come to think of it ‘was’ – a Labour voter until Brown branded her a ‘bigot’ behind her back), it’s the rock-solid inevitability that if Brown is involved, no matter what it is, wherever it is, something is going to go horribly, horribly wrong.
But this time, Brown has really done it. It’s his and his party’s whole future that he’s finally, permanently sabotaged. Poetic justice that is good for at least one, vital thing: this country’s future.
The other parties will be wondering why they’ve bothered to expend so much time and money on elaborate campaigns and manifestos when all they had to do was sit back and watch the auld wrecker single-handedly alienate nine tenths of the voting public, two thirds of his own party and comprehensively depth charge any hope he might have entertained of becoming a legitimate prime minister. Oh, hang on, I remember why they bothered (especially the Tories) – not because they feel any particular entitlement to power, as with the Labourist Brownite inner circle, but because they genuinely care about righting Brown-Labour’s wrongs.
One thing this latest Brown cockup is bad for, though, and extremely irritatingly, is that Brown and his ilk are, as Iain Dale has said, pushing ordinary white working class Labour supporters straight into the arms of the nationalist socialists, the BNP: one final piece of Brownian sabotage for which he should never be forgiven, even in retirement – or death.
It’s that serious; he’s been that bad.

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It should not be seen as much of a coincidence that on the day Greek debt is downgraded to junk, a poll comes out that lends weight to the view that the Tories are winning the key argument in this general election campaign, the economic argument.

The only game in town is Europe at the moment, with Portugal and, somewhere further down the road, Spain, next on the list for the dreaded rating drop. Whatever the virtues of wonderful and exciting policies such as Michael Gove’s brilliant education plan, which has already caused a Damascene conversion of former Fabian research chairman and now editor of the Jewish Chronicle (Martin Bright take note), Stephen Pollard, the vindication of the Tories in at least promising to focus urgently on Britain’s own Brown/Labour-caused debt crisis is surely now unchallengeable. Brown and Labour can go on denying the seriousness of the crisis all they want, but that will not make it go away.

And that’s clearly why people increasingly are now seeing that they must therefore make Labour go away on May 6th. The stakes have never been higher – for everyone. One thing’s for sure, a hung parliament or, heaven forbid, five more years of Brown – though one could and most likely would lead to the other – and we would be the ones in the unfortunate Greeks’ shoes next: 16+% government borrowing interest rates, a shattered credit rating and staring down both barrels of a titanic debt default and a bombed out economy.

But the message is finally getting through: Brown or Clegg mean economic crisis and meltdown. And only the Tories offer any hope of averting both.

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This is what I like to see, and thanks to the superb Daily Politics for spotting it and blogging it so fast. Here we have a some real journalistic pressure being brought to bear by Adam Boulton, and even Nick Robinson, who’s been marginally better of late.

One thing’s for certain, it is, as the DP says, a trainwreck press conference – for Mandelson in particular. You know that when he adopts that menacing, patronising tone and starts telling reporters of Boulton’s calibre to ‘calm down’, he’s lost it.
When he was saying ‘calm down’ to Boulton, Mandelson was talking to himself. Have a peek:
A shocker for Mandy, the pair of Balls either side of him, and for Labour. You call that ‘losing the plot’. More please!

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Eight More Days…

Rachel Sylvester, late of the Telegraph, is in fine form this morning in her Times column. Her article, headlined “Labour is learning it does not have the right to exist”, speculating on the death of Labour as a dominant political force in Britain, is well worth the read.

It’s also notable for a quote in amongst its insightful commentary from a Labour Party candidate, which sort of sums up their main problem:

“Gordon is cyanide on the doorstep,” says one candidate from the front line of the campaign in what was once — but is no longer — a rock-solid Labour seat. But parties get the leaders they deserve and Labour too is behaving as if it has run out of steam and ideas.

You do get the leader you deserve, and in this case, because they didn’t have the guts to stand up to him when he stole the Labour party in a carefully orchestrated, long-planned palace coup, becoming anointed leader and unelected prime minister, and because they didn’t have the guts to dispose of him when it was clear just how much of a total political liability he was not long afterwards, they are now going down hard with him, perhaps for a generation or more – and fully deserve that destiny, which they brought upon themselves.

“Gordon Brown is Labour’s worst leader ever,” another government minister says, according to Sylvester.
Yes, and it’s the worst government and collection of MPs ever that put him there.

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Not with a bang, with a bust-up.

The anti-Brown press – which is just about all of it, isn’t it? – is turning the screw on Labour today. Apart from the Mirror, of course, but no one reads that, there are reports coming in all over the place of recriminations beginning for what has been a terrible Labour election campaign, of splits between several factions appearing and of maneuvering behind the scenes to replace Brown already starting.

So far, we have seen Brown flip flop over the Liberal Democrats in two – let’s be honest for a minute here – generally dreadful TV debates for him, and during which he looked old and tired set against a pair of fresh-faced, would-be political assassins standing nearby, looking like peas in a coalition. Forget about what Brown said – (which was heard-it-all-before tractor stats in the main anyway) – it’s how he looked that counted. And he looked awful.
But is his problem really that superficial? Is it really a case of no style, just substance? Well, of course not. He does have a style of sorts, it’s just not a particularly pleasant one that usually involves swearing at people off camera and growling like some statistic-obsessed, gummy old circus lion while on it. Also, “style” – which I assume in this case means an awareness of the needs for certain kinds of presentational and rhetorical skills to communicate a message forcefully but attractively – does not denote superficiality, quite the opposite in fact. So no, Brown’s problem is not just that he lacks the charisma or charm of a Cameron, it’s that he lacks the debating skills, too. That’s a talent gap and one that Clegg does not share with him, as we have learned.
It’s not just Brown who’s been shown-up in his true light- hiding from the public throughout his so-called campaign, talking to small rooms full of T-shirt-wearing die-hard Labour loyalists, leaving TV viewers with the impression that he’s actually talking to himself – using an autocue(!) – it’s the disunited team full of second raters behind him too. What twit put Ed Miliband in charge of the manifesto? What fool put Peter “Divide and Rule” Mandelson in charge of party unity? What idiot put wee Dougie Alexander in charge of the coffee and cream cakes? That is a role call of mediocrity if ever I saw one ( have I got those roles right? They seem to change so often these days). And Labour has them coming out of its ears and we’re fed up to the back teeth with them.
Now, I know you will disagree with me about Mandelson, but before you do, just think very carefully and ask yourself what, exactly, he has achieved in his time in office that warrants the kind of respect and lavish praise he receives all the time? Is it because people are frightened about what he’ll do to them if they don’t toe his line? Of course it is. But to me, that’s no measure of political success – or of great service to your country. No, poisonous he may be, and an effective Labour party heavy and paid-up Euro goon too, but true statesman he ain’t and never will be. Remember, the answer to all of the above “What idiot…” questions is not just “Gordon Brown”, it’s “Peter Mandelson”, too. Seems he slithers out from under the charge of incompetence, though, because that’s what he does. Brown, fortunately, doesn’t. The full tidal wave of disapproval is about to reach landfall and swallow him up, before spitting him out hundreds of miles from Number 10. Mandelson already has a lifeboat standing by, with the EU logo stamped all over it.
It’s hard to tell how bad this defeat will be for Labour. Just like Boris Johnson, I hope it is one of those earthquake moments where their deceit, mediocrity, anti-democratic behaviour and general, total failure leads to their final demise, with the Lib Dems taking over the mantle of official Opposition to a Conservative government with a working majority. One thing is pretty clear to me: the final leaders’ debate is an irrelevance. It’s sort of like the final Test in a dead rubber. You go to see it because you like the sport, and someone might do something interesting. But nothing can change the fact that (from Brown’s perspective) the series has already gone. In other words, once again, I think the polls are flattering them and I firmly believe the defeat for Labour will be shattering.
For forcing the unelected, unelectable, utter disaster Brown on us for three years, that would be less than Labour deserves. As it is, they’ve run out of ideas and run out of options. All we will see from here until election day is the sad old fraud making bigger and bigger speeches in front of smaller and smaller rooms of loyalists, perhaps even after the election is over and the counts have come in. But he’ll keep on going, not willing to believe that the game is finished and the crowd’s gone home. Someone from Sky News watches on a monitor; the live feed was pulled hours ago. The producer signals to the cameramen to get ready to pack up – it’s time to go – as he reaches down and flicks the switch on the monitor and, for the last time, turns Brown off. Click.
And then he was gone.

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Not Iceland – This ash is dangerous

So the Telegraph is reporting what quite a number of stranded holiday makers have no doubt suspected for quite a while, namely that the EU organisation that plunged the entire continent into the pre-Wright brothers era so emphatically was basing its decision on yet another dodgy Met Office computer model. As the chairman of the International Air Transport Association, Giovanni Bisignani, told Radio Four earlier on, “This is a European Embarrassment and European Mess”.

Only, he didn’t mean that exactly. What he meant, precisely, is that this is an EU embarrassment and an EU mess that is rapidly developing into a full-blown EU disaster. Why, then, exactly, is our equally useless, soon-to-be-booted-out government sitting on its backside listening to this horse manure about engine-devouring ash, which has now pretty much been proved as just that, equine effluent, and not simply saying, “Up yours, Delores, our planes go up!”?

Answer? Obvious. Aside from being useless, they couldn’t even do it if they wanted to. The ban was made possible by treaty and as such is legally binding, meaning that anyone breaching it, from any nation, could be fined by the EU to the tune of millions and without any democratically elected national government being able to stop it short of dropping out of the EU or going to war.

The EU, in its infinite stupidity has, thanks to its epic bureaucratic blundering, turned a minor volcanic eruption in a peripheral European nation into a crisis the scale of which can scarcely be conceived. Remember, closing Europe down directly affects the lives of 400 million people ‘home’ and indirectly the entire globe, one way or another. “Monumental” doesn’t begin to describe it. But it certainly doesn’t auger well for Britain’s future if we permit a repetition. But how do we avoid a repetition, I hear you ask, when Gordon Brown has signed away our right to object without even consulting us, probably at the behest of the most dishonest man in the entire world, Peter “Lord” Mandelson?

Hmm, well now, I would imagine we could avoid a repetition, at least in Britain, by reclaiming control of our own government, regulatory systems, businesses or, at the very least, next time there’s a lunatic, suicidal order from the EU, to, say, shut down the entire electricity grid of Europe because a lousy CICO computer model from the bloody Met Office has told them that there’s a 34% probability that all the pylons are about to come alive and eat us all, they just say NO!

Meanwhile, I watch with increasing suspicion as our airline industry is made to implode as a result of bad science and even worse supranational, unelected government, the reaction of the alarmist lobby. You have Plane Stupid, the watermelon, single issue fanatics and misfit band of dropouts, layabouts, anarchists and other assorted activist oddballs who want to send us all back into the 14th century – not that I have anything against the 14th Century, I just don’t want to live there – starting with the abolition of flight. As you might imagine, they’re loving this:

So, Eyjafjallajokull, you may have an unpronounceable name and an odd smell, but nonetheless we thank you for giving us a brief glimpse of life without planes. And for demonstrating that, despite what the aviation industry would like to have us believe, a world without air travel could well be a very happy place indeed.

For you maybe. But then you’re a weirdo so forgive me if I ignore you from now on. Ordinary people like to use aeroplanes and they like to travel. Air travel does not harm the environment (although poorly located airports, like Heathrow, certainly do). It’s all in your imagination, hairy man, stirred up into a fever by that self-same, God awful menace of a Met Office, with its useless modelling and man made warmist obsessions. Hang on a minute, Met Office gives a warning based on dodgy science to unanswerable EU body with power to shut down every airport and ground every plane on the entire continent. All aircraft are grounded. Enviro-fascists everywhere united in common approval for the Met Office’s and the EU’s responsible opportunism in taking full advantage of a little volcanic ash and enabling what Copenhagen could never do, bring the aviation industry, already weakened by Brown’s bust, to its knees. Good heavens, I never thought they had it in them.

Well, that’s the point, they don’t. Between them, the EU, the Met Office and AGW nutjobs who now infest them all, couldn’t organise a conspiracy of that complexity in the space of a couple of days. No, all the Met Office was, as usual, is incompetent. All that Brown did, as usual, was dither.

And all the EU is, always and forever, is completely useless – catastrophically and expensively so.

Anyone who wants five more years of Brown so he can complete the process of transforming this country into the arse end of the EU donkey wants his head examining. But this is exactly what you’ll get, and more, if you vote for the Labourists or, for that matter, the Libdums. I suppose these losers all have one thing in common: all they’re interested in is their own, pathetic political agendas, not the interests or the desires of the people, whether of the UK or of “Europe”.

Oh Dave, Dave, if only you’d promised that referendum. The election would be over by now, and you’d be in Downing St sticking two fingers up to the EU and getting our planes flying. I trust. Why, oh why? I’ll always be pondering that one right up until the day I pass on through the great ash cloud in the sky to the heavens beyond (go on holiday to Thailand, in other words, assuming we still have an aviation industry left by then).

Er, that’s enough. (I’m just putting off doing some real work 😉

Hometime, I think!

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