Gordon Brown earlier “I have nothing for respect for our forces.”
Translation – “I don’t have any more money for them.”
I’m pretty sure the other day, Gordon Brown also claimed that the necessary helicopters were “on the ground”.
Which ground, what country and are they in a fit state of repair ?
Try getting them in the air, dickhead.
Brown and Browne will, of course, be robbing Peter to pay Paul by prioritising treatment for the armed forces.
I completely agree with taking care of our forces but it is a further insult to them (and the public) to refuse additional funding for this when billions are spent at the drop of a hat to bale out financial institutions. Link to gif version of animation (easier to use on your own non-commercial site) here.
to “address the growing sense of disillusionment among service personnel and veterans about their treatment by the state”. More Information here on BBC News Website, including coverage of previous BAFF campaign :
“But an organisation set up last year to represent the interests of British troops, the British Armed Forces Federation (BAFF), following concern about equipment shortages, said the Covenant had to mean something in practice.”
picture from over a year ago.
In the autumn‘? ‘Appropriate pace’? This isn’t good enough. These people are dying right now. And not by a nice swift, lights-out bullet to the back of the head. They’re being power drilled in the hands and legs and head so their mutilated bodies can serve as warning to others. Those 91 interpreters could be dead ‘in the autumn.
I gave Channel 4 News use of my ‘Hung Out To Dry’ graphic for its blog – My own post containing it will have dropped off my front page so, if you haven’t seen it, you can see it in the Channel 4 Newsroom blog here.
Finally, a declaration of interest.
I am British. My parents are Scottish as were theirs and theirs before them and theirs etc. etc.
However, I was born in Iraq. My father was an engineer and the family was out in Kirkuk when I was born.
Apparently an old Iraqi lady took care of me and my parents looked on lovingly as she cooed sweet Arabic words to me as I lay in my cot. They found out later that she was taking the piss. She was sweetly whispering to me that I was the Iraqi equivalent of an Effing C.
It is the ideal time to mention the land of my birth as Iraq recently won a football tournament, something Scotland hasn’t done since…erm…..I’ll get back to you on that.
