Never lose the real you.

When you have managed to swim with life's dolphins it's very hard to run alongside life's Lemmings.

Hugh Grant to save UK jobs.

The debate rages on about Starbucks and Amazon etc with regards to their slightly, shall we say "creative accounting" enabling them to dodge hefty tax bills. I have to admit at first i was up in arms that such huge companies used their financial clout to pay accountants to dive through hoops that ensured they paid just 1.8m in tax as against 78m in profits, outrageous thought i and joined the swaying ranks of The Sun readers countrywide.
The thing is though, it's easy to create a monster within the media if you have the media's ear and let's face it if David Cameron asked Fleet St to jump at the moment, the chorus of "how high?" would be heard in the Valleys as far up as Merthryr Tydfil.  So, you see if you look a little deeper you find that these so called monster companies who are cheating you and I of our rightful taxes are only following the path that this and previous governments have laid down for them.
Let me explain, to attract investment you have to sweeten the milk, in other words turn a blind eye to tax loopholes or Planning regs whichever is the case in order for multi-national companies like Starbucks and Amazon to jump in to our bed and build bases in Blighty. This plan has worked for many years and very successful it was too until we found out our own MP's had been caught with their usual disingenuous snouts in the country's larder. Since then hellfire and brimstone has rightly hailed down on these dirty crooks and they want to spread a little of the flame to other sectors in order to lessen the heat under their own backsides.
This has all meant that Westminster has come out all guns blazing on previous good bed fellows and no-one, (except Fleet St at the moment.. though if Hugh Grant gets to be PM that will certainly all change) is being spared.
All this must stick in the craw of the cigar smoking, Polo watching, Aston driving elite foreigners who (on the promise of Westminster.. poor misguided darlings) have found their huge investments now under attack from the very people who encouraged them here in the first place, how i love political irony, always a dish best served cold I must say.
So, what of the future? well in the short term the companies have no option but to capitulate and be seen to hand over a tidy sum of money to the exchequer or at least promise more huge investment into the country's infrastructure to appease all red-top readers and the baying hounds of Fleet St (customers) while in the mean time working out just how they are going to dump the UK for France or Belgium in the next two years when an election will be prime time news not tax evasion, because if we chase these guys that is what will happen, this must be pennies from heaven for the rest of the 'oh so' welcoming Countries in Central Europe.

One other thing before i leave you,  just what will this mean for jobs and business if we are seen to be chasing down multi-national companies flourishing in this country?. Well you don't need to be a brain surgeon to answer that one, not even a Sun reader. Oh and when we have this new found wealth just what are they spending these extra taxes they gain on?, because I would rather Starbucks and Amazon employ thousands of people in this country that DO pay tax than see 120m go to Rwanda so they can buy more guns or indeed 10 times that on an illegal war being staged in the Middle East that we can never hope to win and getting our loyal guys killed.
I think our friends in Westminster shout 'wolf' far too often and this time I hope no-one is taking any notice of their bleating, but my guess is the press are fully behind them, in fact right along side them, even as far as being in their waistcoat pockets I dare to say..

 I do hope Hugh Grant is thinking of standing in two years.

Camera's on Cameron.

If David Cameron wants this Country to start taking him and his much maligned coalition government seriously then it is surely about time he made a decision and stuck with it.
His rejection of the Leveson enquiry findings serve only to tell us here is a man with just one goal and that is to remain in power at all costs. Why else would he risk a backlash from the whole country by ignoring the Leveson results and findings?. David is playing a very deadly game of poker and at stake is his political credibility and indeed career, he has opted for what he considers the "safe house" of the press. Unfortunately David poor soul you are over a decade too late. Has the demise of "Murdochs's Empire" taught him nothing?. The press are old hat and have as much credibility in the UK as those very selfless comrades you work alongside, this Country is not all full of readers of The Sun David and in fact (thankfully) those numbers are further declining and in any case the majority don't even bother to vote.
Having the courage of your convictions is what makes a politician a good politician and sticking by your wing man through thick and thin (Leveson) would make David a great politician, but once again we have seen a leader who dithers, pouts, then dithers again until his final decision gets as much press coverage as an add for haemorrhoid cream.  Gone are the politicians who stood their ground and fought for what they perceived to be right, even if it was'nt always, at least the sight of the leader of this fine country wading in with his opinion and sticking to it is always going to be a vote winner.
Mr Cameron your aides have given you very poor advice. Shock the hell out of all of us and make yet another U turn and follow Leveson's recommendations like the rest of this wonderful country thought you were already doing. If you choose to ignore this advice and stick by your friends in the press in the hope of re-election then think again, traditionally the tabloids are very much fair weather friends and you are starting your own weather front.

Dark Places.

Black faces dark shadows
Cold places tall gallows
Grey mornings harsh view
Start mourning lost you

Missed person sad times
Pains worsen lost rhymes
Heart slowing tears flow
Just knowing she'll go

Long evenings lone stare
Strange feelings don't care
Heart aching can't place it
Life breaking must face it

Solitary, momentary silence
Scary times akin an act of violence
Time won't heal, life won't forget
Just don't feel, avoid the regret. .







 







 

Bird's Of a Feather..

Leveson has spoken out, the nation listens hard
The press have played the joker and it seems a losing card
The government now cry and wail for freedom of the press
But wasn't it their self-policing got them in this mess?

The mix of press and government no finer line is known
For MP's need exposure and the press can bring it home
So facts are facts indeed it's so, they are too much alike
The devil can't be judge and jury, Cameron take a hike.

Now listen up to what i say it is no laughing matter
For MP's are the Alice to the Press's Maddest Hatter
For one see two and so conjoined, as if you're seeing double
They speak from different hymn sheets, but the song is always trouble.  

Ascension of thoughts

That quiet air of solitude that seeks a willing mate,
That loneliness so harsh so rude can seal a persons fate,
Belief that life has better days has yet to show it's face,
So lost inside that sullen haze that brought you to this place.

Of things that people care about and harbor to their breast
A fool would dare to scream and shout then judge you with the rest
Alas the heart has limitations weakened by a troubled mind
Making more of situations than the facts would ever find

Strength has many different guises, all that glitters isn't gold
Staying put leaves no surprises living life as if on hold
Raise the bar and make a break from ghosts you've been forever haunted
Life will give if you can live those dreams that you have always wanted.

 

Its a fact..

I have seen cloudy I have seen stormy, I have seen cloudy and stormy....but it only takes one ray of sunshine to change your day.

I.

I can smile
I can laugh out loud
I can cry
I can please the crowd
I can hear
I can dream a dream
I can talk
I can feel it seems
I can run
I can get upset
I can hurt
I can end up wet
I can dance
I can play a tune
I can shout
I can be consumed
I can do I can do
I can tell you this is true
But is it true?
Am I who you know or knew?
Or is it that the real me,
Is not there to see?
Or chooses not to be seen.
I can choose.

Recycled.

The hollow of that empty shell
Now void of life but stands to tell
A lifeless carcass hard as tusk
Devoid of heart as upturned husk

As empty as one mindless act
That lures to death in sordid pact
So cold just likened winters face
No life nor favours given grace

Such fear that haunts our waking seconds
Unknown destiny that beckons
Face the bell that rings our name
Life and times the dying game.

I understand my mortal self
My worth not judged on merely wealth
And life must have a journey's end
Embrace it as you would a friend.






  











 

It's a fact..

Thoughts are what make you who you are, the way you translate them into words make you what people think you are...