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Sir Keir Starmer's reply to Boris Johnson's "apology" is indeed very powerful, dignified and commendable. I pray that those who suffered, lost loved ones and made huge sacrifices during lockdowns receive some solace from his speech, and know that not all politicians are as ruthlessly selfish, self serving and smug as Johnson is. As a lifelong Conservative voter with 35 years of Service to the Crown, I will never, ever again cast my vote for ANY of these leeches whilst they remain in office.
I find it absolutely appalling and debasing that we've come to this. If Johnson had an ounce of moral fibre, dignity, humility, contrition, penance and integrity, he would have made a sincere apology and then resigned. But of course, he didn't. Moreover, Johnson just couldn't resist bragging and lying about vaccine rollouts, fastest growth in the G7, building hospitals etc.
Johnson has no moral compass, no sense of shame, altruism, morality or decency. That he clings to his office like a parasitic limpit just proves what a contemptible and worthless nonentity he is. He doesn't serve the nation, he serves himself. If his own MPs don't evict him from No 10 pretty damn quickly, then the voting public MUST.
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I was expecting this report to be a lot less measured than it was, so thank you. I'm writing this now from an Oxford college - I'm not sure how much I'm allowed to disclose but I've both studied at Oxford and worked at a different college. Here's what I would say.
Oxford is an enormous institution: sometimes tourists ask us where 'the University' is and there's no good answer to that question. Within that system, there were plenty of people with more money than sense. I saw this especially as an undergrad: often they went to elite private schools in England, they already had a network, and they felt right at home when they arrived.
The rest of us - the majority - were just book nerds, to be honest. To get into the university as an undergrad, you need to either know the system inside-out and have twenty mock interviews and get your personal statement ghostwritten by the right people -- or, you need to show that you really love your subject and you want to learn more about it. My friends from that time were from all over, but many (like me) came from places like the South Wales Valleys, or the Docklands, or Manchester - a world away. We felt like fish out of water. Now many of my friends from that time are doing really interesting research, or they're training to be doctors, or they're working in conservation. Many of them spent their time at the University volunteering their time to good causes, but more than anything they were just so bright and so interesting. For me, that's Oxford.
I don't think an Oxford history or PPE degree is the right qualification to become PM. But for these guys - Johnson, May, Osborne, Rees-Mogg, Truss, Sunak - it doesn't matter. It's the people they choose to meet; the circles they hang around in. I never met any of these sorts when I was an undergrad, really. The university is so enormous that you don't have to.
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"It seems like Scottish men already know what they need, it's just that nobody's listening to them...". This short content barely scratches the surface of the sociopolitical circumstances that contribute to this situation, and it still does a better job of identifying issues, and speaking to people with Lived Experience, than many a "commission" has done over many a year.
Recovery groups save lives. There's more to them than working a programme or steps, finding a power or purpose. It's a form of healing that drink, drugs, and other forms of self medication can never replicate.
Grateful today, that I learned to shirk off my toxic, fragile, inherited ideas of what masculinity is, and was able to be initiated into a more genuine and empowering dynamic of "manhood" with the help of other men who had the courage to share their experiences with absolute honesty and authenticity. It's a connection and medication that no no substance or behaviour can ever replicate.
Best of luck to anyone that is struggling.
4+ years sober.
Never an example of how it should be done, just evidence it can be done. And encouragement to find a way that works for each individual.
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Great interview. I really like this guy. He actually answers the questions asked 💪
I was actually going to spoil my ballot in the next general election but I am really enjoying what Labour stand for with Starmer at the helm.
The one thing I am looking forward to with glee will be hearing the news the day after the election that Truss, Mogg, Braverman, Zawahi, Coffee, Kwarteng, Johnson, Patel, Mourdant, Raab, Gove, and all the other orcs have lost their seats 👏
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Ed and Oli are clearly feeling Ava's absence on the Pubcast, as they descend into blokecore with their unsolicited critiques of Oppenheimer and Rishi Sunak. They start by discussing Oppenheimer's new car, which they deem to be "too flashy" and "not in keeping with his image as a serious scientist." They then move on to Sunak, who they accuse of being more interested in "brum brum boxes" than in the nation's lung health. They point to his recent decision to cut funding for public health initiatives as evidence of this.
Ed and Oli's critiques are clearly tongue-in-cheek, but they do raise some valid points. Oppenheimer's new car is certainly a statement piece, and it's fair to question whether it's really necessary for a scientist who is supposed to be dedicated to his work. And Sunak's decision to cut funding for public health initiatives is certainly a questionable one, given the current state of the UK's air quality.
Overall, Ed and Oli's blokecore rant is a bit of fun, but it also raises some important issues. It's a reminder that even the most serious scientists and politicians can sometimes be tempted by the allure of the brum brum box. And it's a reminder that we need to be vigilant in protecting our lung health, even in the face of government cuts.
Here are some additional thoughts on the matter:
It's interesting to note that Ed and Oli's critiques are focused on the men in these scenarios, rather than the women. This suggests that they may be operating under the assumption that men are more interested in cars and less interested in public health than women.
It's also worth noting that Ed and Oli's critiques are based on their own personal values and beliefs. They may not be representative of the views of everyone who listens to the Pubcast.
Ultimately, Ed and Oli's blokecore rant is just that - a rant. It's not meant to be taken too seriously. But it does raise some interesting points about the role of cars in our society and the importance of protecting our lung health.
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We’ve been under a stay at home order now for a few weeks and while most of us are following the rules and doing our best to stop the spread of this disease the grousing, complaining and anger is starting to rise. Some of it is mere questioning but some is political and a growing segment of it is hateful. The gist of it is that people want their lives and livelihoods back. They want their freedom restored. I think we can all understand that even if we disagree with how that frustration manifests itself. It seems to me that one of the basic problems is that all of us are unaccustomed to suffering and sacrifice. While during our lives (I’m a Baby Boomer born in 1953) we may have experienced some national tragedies, some economic downturns, some war and some terrorism, we haven’t truly had to sacrifice or suffer at the same level as my parents. My father was born in 1913 and my Mom in 1918, both members of what has become known as the “Greatest Generation.” While they were too young to remember the Spanish Flu pandemic of 1918-19 they were raised by parents who lived through it. 500 million people, one third of the world’s population became infected. 50 million people died worldwide with 675,000 of those in the U.S. Simultaneously with this horror came World War One. Eleven million military personnel died and another 11 million civilians, many from starvation and disease. The total injured and dead exceeded 40 million. When the war ended, the Roaring Twenties began in earnest as the country tried to rebuild. The stock market boomed and despite Prohibition the liquor flowed all to the tune of hot music and the Charleston. The fun was short-lived, however, as banks were uninsured at the time and many of the securities had been purchased on margin and the owners didn’t have the actual cash on hand to pay. In 1927, my Dad, 14 years old and the oldest of six children lost his father to Pneumonia and he and his oldest brother went to work to support their mother and siblings. In 1929 the stock market crashed and the world was thrown into a ten year economic tailspin known as the Great Depression. If you had money in the bank it was likely gone and the doors of half of the nation’s banks were shut. 25% of the country lost their jobs, not for a month or two but for years to come. African Americans were hit harder than anyone with unemployment at fifty percent. International trade collapsed by 65%. The era was dominated by people waiting in line for free bread, homeless “hobos” hopping trains looking for work, entire families walking from the dust bowl stricken states like Oklahoma all the way to California hoping to find work picking fruit or vegetables. President Herbert Hoover bore much of the blame as thousands who became homeless lived in tents and shacks known as Hoovervilles. My Dad left home at 16 and worked at every conceivable job sending his wages home to his mother for the next 9 years. My Mom, also from a family of six children with no father at home, worked with her mother in a shoe factory. In 1932, a new President, Franklin D. Roosevelt was elected with his promise of a plan to save the country from its despair. As the nation slowly began to pull out of this morass, we were attacked by the Japanese in 1941 and plunged headlong into World War II. As millions of men left home to fight the war, my Dad included, most of the women stayed behind to take over the industrial jobs formerly handled by men. Besides my Dad, his brother and my Mom’s two brothers were all overseas in the military. My mother, with an infant, worked in a factory making bullets. Gasoline, meat, flour and sugar were all rationed and could only be purchased with coupons doled out by the government each month. There were no appliances or cars available as all manufacturing went to the war effort. My Mom took my sister to a movie as many nights as she could afford just to escape the stifling St. Louis heat in the air conditioned theatre. There was no television, much less Netflix or Hulu. A letter from my Dad would take more than two weeks to arrive. A telephone call was out of the question. Ultimately the war took 75 million lives about 20 million of which were military personnel. Of the remaining dead, millions were lost to genocide, mass bombings, massacres, disease and starvation including over six million Jews executed in concentration camps. And along the way came the scourge of polio, crippling millions of young people around the world. When the War ended, the country, and my parents, went to work. But not in St. Louis where they had lived, as my Mom’s war job was terminated and my Dad’s pre-war job was gone. They didn’t get a stimulus check. Instead, they packed all of their belongings into their only car, a 1938 model, and drove to Michigan where the work of rebuilding the country was beginning in earnest. And work they did, for the next 46 years. No complaints. No whining. No protesting. Just work....to build their own house, to buy two cars (used) and put their children through college. So yes...I understand the frustration and the uncertainty of our present situation. But compared to the world of suffering and sacrifice that my parents survived, this is the minor leagues. Let’s all get over ourselves and follow the rules. We are going to beat this thing. But unless you’ve contracted Covid-19 or lost a loved one to the virus, this is not real suffering. Yes there is some inconvenience and disruption but it’s not unendurable nor will it be with us for a decade. I think we can all wait another month or so to get back to our favorite restaurant and baseball stadium. Thanks for listening. I’m praying for all of us during this time. I have to go now, time to get out of these sweat pants, shower, dress and make a Gin & Tonic...it’s almost time for Family Feud. . The Greatest Generation.
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