Showing posts with label pathetic scaremongering. Show all posts
Showing posts with label pathetic scaremongering. Show all posts

Labour: every day a new low

The election campaign rumbles on, with Labour becoming increasingly desperate to cling to power, so that they can continue with the work of the last 13 years: the comprehensive destruction of all that was once good about this poor nation.

So pathetically desperate have this tired, failing party become that they will now try literally anything to win over voters.

But surely, this is a new low: to deliberately target cancer sufferers, sending them scaremongering mailshots claiming that they'd be more likely to die under a Tory government? Yup: the lowest point not just of this campaign, but of any campaign, anywhere, ever.

Cards addressed to sufferers by name claim that a Labour 'guarantee' to see a cancer specialist within two weeks would be scrapped by the Tories. Maybe that's true, although very few Labour claims about the Tories - or indeed, about anything - turn out to be completely true. But even it is, do you actually write to cancer victims to scaremonger? How fucking desperate do you need to be to do that?

Labour have tried to wriggle out of the charges that the mailshots were aimed at cancer sufferers. Well, yeah, you would wouldn't you? Because otherwise you'd have to admit that you'd been misusing confidential data, and a Labour government would never do that, would they?

So, Labour would have us believe that the mailshots just happened to land on the doormats of cancer victims.

Yeah, right: a woman who had a potentially cancerous lump was the only person among 50 neighbours who received the mailshot. Another received the card a fortnight after undergoing surgery. In a group of eight friends, the two who received the leaflets were the two who had had cancer. Huge fucking coincidences, eh?

But it wasn't all perfectly targeted. One leaflet was sent to a woman who was not suffering from cancer - because she had already fucking died. Of breast cancer. Her husband must have been absolutely fucking delighted.

In a further, totally unsurprising, twist it appears that the 'real life' cancer sufferer, photographed and quoted in the leaflet, hadn't known she would be used by the Labour party for this nasty campaign. She believed her photograph had been taken for use in a magazine for the National Health Service. Labour lies to everyone, love, even cancer sufferers.

A un-named Labour spokesmen rushed to say how sorry .. no .. wait .. no, he fucking didn't. When asked to comment, the spokesman actually said:

"These leaflets highlight the Conservative party’s actual policies on cancer treatment.."

You fucking cynical scum. Let's hope you're next, eh?
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