The United Kingdom is a state where the 1,000 richest citizens earned £155 billion thanks to tax cuts,** while the 900,000 poorest are forced to use foodbanks, all while those richest 1,000’s friends in government claim that “we’re all in this together.”
(Fair warning, this is the angriest post I think I’ve done. Just so you know…)
Alistair Darling came to Greenock today. The town of my birth, where I spend many of my days, which is as familiar to me as anything I can think of. He came here, to spread his message. He came here.
He came here with his big vans. “I love my family. I’m saying No Thanks.” “I love Scotland. I’m saying No Thanks.” We love our kids. We’re saying No Thanks.” You’d be hard-pressed to write a more implicitly chilling threat. “You love Scotland, don’t you? You love your family? Then you’ll vote No, won’t you? If you love Scotland, and you love your family, then you want what’s best for them. You don’t want to see harm come to them. You don’t want something… unpleasant to happen to them. So you’ll vote No. There’s a…
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