Last will and testament

 

 

That’s them disinherited then.

The Myth of Second Hand Smoke

narrative from a surgeon.

http://yourdoctorsorders.com/2009/01/the-myth-of-second-hand-smoke/

The Surgeon General also stated that 49,000 deaths per year were caused by second hand smoke. As a surgeon, I was stunned, because I had never seen an autopsy report listing second hand smoke as the cause of death. Nor had I seen this as a secondary cause of death. So I asked six pathologists if they had ever listed second hand smoke as a cause of death – not one had. In my years of clinical practice, I have seen patients die from many devastating diseases, and yet I have never seen anyone who has been disabled by, or has died as a result of, second hand smoke. This was my first clue that perhaps there was more hyperbole than science involved in the reports issuing from the Surgeon General’s Office. To give a contrast: 33,000 people die per year of pancreatic cancer – all of the pathologists have listed pancreatic cancer as a cause of death.

And he continues.

If second hand smoke exposure is a significant risk factor for developing lung cancer, then we should expect to see increased numbers of cancer cases in non-smokers who are exposed to regular doses of second hand smoke. Has there been an increase in the incidence of lung cancer among non-smokers over the last 40 years? The answer is quite simply… No. 

Why is it that our health minister never gets to see articles like this? Instead they get fed a diet of obfuscation from the tobacco control industry, with words like maybe, could, it is thought, etc.

Personally, I think that the average minister in Government and their sycophantic senior civil servants are as thick as pig shit. No wonder no-one votes anymore. how many  MPs have held down a real job before

Would it not be more fitting if a government minister had some relevant experience to his job. Take our so called health minister.

Born in Hornchurch, Essex, Lansley was educated at Brentwood School and the University of Exeter, gaining a BA in politics. During his time at Exeter University, Lansley was elected as President of the Guild of Students (Student Union), as a Broad Left candidate.

It’s interesting in the above paragraph that he was a “Broad Left” candidate. we all know how the left love control.

In short, would it not be a prerequisite that ministers have to be qualified in a discipline to match their brief?

the Prime Minister must have run a multi million company.

The chancellor of the exchequer must have operated in the financial markets.

The Minister of defence must have actually served in the armed forces

The Minister for overseas aid should have been an ambassador to some shithole of a country.

Bye now I hope you’ve got the gist of my argument.

It all boils down to the fact the country is being run by people that are completely out of their depth. And it’s not going to get better in the short, medium, or long term.

You and me are screwed.

Day two of his incarceration.

The young man enters the room followed by the grizzled old man and Miss P, and looks at where he will be confined.

The austere, cream covered walls are lined, high up at one end’ with a plethora of electrical sockets and various unknown equipment. Taking up most of the room is an iron bedstead made up with well used linen. Bearing in mind the reason for his incarceration there is an on suite bathroom suitable for disabled access, although the young man is not disabled, just weak from what he has had to deprive himself of in the last few weeks.

within minutes a middle aged woman enters the room and sets out various terms and conditions for the young man and his two companions. The young man is warned that he will be incarcerated for an indeterminate period and will only be allowed out of the facility when he is no longer a danger to the general public. His two companions are informed that during visiting hours they will be limited to 30 minutes only, and no longer. Thus ends day two.

Question time for my regular readers;

Q1: who is the young man?

Q2: Who is the grizzled old man/

Q3: Who is the mysterious miss P?

Q4: Why the reason for the incarceration?

to be continued……………

One man knows, and his name is Dave Wheeler.

*That will really confuse you*

Good parking

just an interim post. Don’t laugh at the poetic justice.

As the coffin was being lowered into the ground at a Traffic Wardens funeral, a voice from inside screams "I'm not dead, I'm not dead. Let me out!"

The Vicar smiles, leans forward  sucking air through his teeth and mutters.....

"Too fucking late pal, the paperwork's already done"

Day one of his incarceration. the sequel.

It all started on an overcast and drizzly evening. The old grizzled man and Miss P were escorting the tall young man along a poorly lit corridor where the occasional flickering fluorescent light cast strangely disturbing shadows. Was it their imagination, or was that a fleeting glimpse of a shadowy figure that they never actually saw directly?

Progress was slow as the young man had had his medication withdrawn, some weeks before, and a weariness had set in. However a wan smile was often noticed by,his two guardians on several occasions on that walk. Could that be, they surmised, that he was savouring his recently last substantial, and nourishing meal, before the uncertainty of the of the quality and quantity food he would have to attempt to pretend he enjoyed, during this incarceration?

Eventually they arrived at the door of his place of incarceration, and after looking apprehensibly at each other opened the door……….

Cranmer v ASA.

I posted just the other day about Cranmer, a religious blogger with a sense of humour who is being “investigated” by the Advertising Standards Authority about an advert on his blog.

Here his reply to them.

ASA – His Grace responds

i wonder what they’ll make of it. Po faced twats

be careful lobbing at the green

Guess what happens?

Bet you didn’t guess correctly. Me neither.

Book Report - Priceless

Students  at a local school were assigned to read two books,  'Titanic' & 'My Life' by Bill  Clinton.

One  student turned in the following book report, with the  proposition that they were nearly identical stories!

His cool professor gave him an A+ for this  report

Titanic:        cost -  $29.99
Clinton:       cost -  $29.99

Titanic:        Over 3  hours to  read
Clinton:       Over 3  hours to read

Titanic:        The story of  Jack and Rose, their forbidden love, and subsequent  catastrophe.
Clinton:       The  story of Bill and Monica, their forbidden  love,  and subsequent catastrophe.

Titanic:        Jack is a starving artist.
Clinton:       Bill is a bullshit artist.

Titanic:        In one scene,  Jack enjoys a good cigar.
Clinton:       Ditto  for Bill.

Titanic:        During the ordeal, Rose's dress gets ruined.
Clinton:       Ditto for  Monica.

Titanic:        Jack teaches Rose to spit.
Clinton:       Let's not go there.

Titanic:        Rose gets to keep her jewellery
Clinton:       Monica is  forced to return her gifts.

Titanic:        Rose  remembers Jack for the rest of her life.
Clinton:       Clinton remembers  Monica for the rest of his life.

Titanic:        Rose goes down on a vessel full of seamen.
Clinton:       Monica...ooh, let's not go there,  either.

Titanic:        Jack surrenders to an icy death.
Clinton:       Bill goes  home to Hilary - basically the same thing.

Skoolteechrz and Their chilldrn

I think Miss P, a teacher I know, will most certainly agree with the vid below. Although this is an American video I suspect many British teachers quietly harbour the same sentiments

Come on teachers. tell me it isn’t true. Tell me that school children and their parents are paragons of virtue. I dare you.

ASA v The Archbishop.

From the Archbishop’s website. He’s been asked to withdraw the advertisement below by the Advertising Standards Authority. In the interest to the general public, I reproduce it below. After all it’s my civic duty to report such a heinous crime

Apparently there have been a number of complaints about one of the advertisements His Grace carried on behalf of the Coalition for Marriage. He has been sent all manner of official papers, formal documentation and threatening notices which demand answers to sundry questions by a certain deadline. He is instructed by the ‘Investigations Executive’ of this inquisition to keep all this confidential.

Since His Grace does not dwell in Iran, North Korea, Soviet Russia, Communist China or Nazi Germany, but occupies a place in the cyber-ether suspended somewhere between purgatory and paradise, he is minded to ignore that request. Who do these people think they are?

I really fail to see the offence in his post. That’s why I’m posting it so others can see for themselves what a useless organisation the ASA has become.