Get this: Paul Staines’s little pus-pile has found a limit of its grossness!
Staines’s empire inflated, and continues to exploit what he terms as “Pilgrims”.
A “Pilgrim” is any employee who is afforded management approval to spend time representing fellow employees.
Lest we forget — for one passing example — those lasses and lads dumped overnight under the bridges of London, in the hope of a “job” at the Olympics, were non-unionised and unrepresented. They had no “pilgrim”
Seems almost reasonable — perhaps.
Thanks to Milady Thatcher and her derivatives, trades-unionism is mainly a feature of the public sector. Everybody else is either too grand, too frightened, or too out-sourced to feel free (good word, that!) to join any kind of mutual representation and support.
Therefore, to the convinced believer in capitalist “free-enterprise”, any vestige of trades-unionism must be extirpated.
So Mr Paul Staines, the onlie
turd true begetter of Guido Fawkes, has set his drunk-driving hat at overturning this impediment to the return of decent authoritarian society. Now, he claims total victory!
Trades-union representation must go!
And so, paean of adulation! — A TransAtlantic Tunnel Hurrah!
Hold on , Malcolm: that’s SciFi!
Well, perhaps not.
For, you see, even in the empire of “Guido Fawkes” (whose original was a Catholic, terrorist, Spanish /Euro stooge) things are quite not as “libertarian” as its progenitor claims.
Commentators are free to blaspheme, curse, abuse — provided they choose the right (especially left) targets, use foul language, lick windows … whatever. But “libertarianism” has restrictions.
So, Mr Paul Staines (by name and by nature), of Ealing, but conveniently claiming to be a good Irishman, who went un-libertarian there?
[By the way: the last response Malcolm had from Mr Staines amounted to a four-letter word of abuse.]