The Irish get all the luck. They get a Government, and a Finance Minister, who actually admit that they're in a deep recession, and that drastic action must be taken.
And what do we get? We get Alistair 'Eyebrows' Darling standing there pretending that nothing's wrong after all. "A position of strength". For fuck's sake.
The Irish get a budget, yesterday, openly described as "medicine" for the terrible state they're in.
We get a budget designed solely to make Labour look good, and the Tories look bad. To create political dividing lines, rather than balance the bloody books.
The Irish have cut back on welfare payments - less for 'jobseekers' and less on benefits overall. Share the pain.
We won't. We'll continue to pour vast amounts of cash all over "the welfare", Labour's core vote.We've even increased a couple of welfare payments, as a little pre-election bribe.
And to fund that, we get a second increase in National Insurance, and a sneaky fiddle with tax bands, so that those that do work pay yet more tax on their income. 52% and rising, folks.
The Irish get public sector paycuts across the board. Even the Taoiseach gets a 20% pay cut.
We get Gordon Brown and his fucking useless cronies still taking the same (totally undeserved) salaries and expenses, and the masses get cheaper bingo, so that we might not notice.
The Irish get an emergency budget that reflects the gravity of the situation, and makes deep, painful cuts to remedy it.
We get a Mickey Mouse, class envy, grandstanding, will-never-be-collected, "spank the banks" bonus tax.
Those lucky, lucky Irish.
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