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An expensive hotel room surrounded by nobody. Margaret Thatcher 1925 -2013

 Friend of Pinochet & Suharto, most forthright opponent of sanctions against Apartheid South Africa, jingoist, warmonger, Reagan's best buddy, hater of the poor, enabler of the greedy, ""Children who need to be taught to respect traditional moral values are being taught that they have an inalienable right to be gay", queen of privatisation, breaker of the miners, evergreen inspiration to today's Torys . . . . well we could all go on couldn't we. I see nothing to mourn, only a hateful bequeathment of selfishness, bigotry & cruelty to our national life. Fuck Thatcher. I'm totally glad she's dead.


Many of the fondest tributes this week read like ringing endorsements of a certain type of mental illness. A loon, a batshit loon, who antagonised everyone but the most craven sycophant, a bad leader, useless with people, now exulted by paramecium still dimly unaware of just exactly how out beyond NW1 she will be remembered only as symbol & enactor of a dictatorial system of economic imprisonment and societal destruction. A murderer. A stain on our national identity. An abuser of an entire generation and by proxy, the generations since. To look at her and listen to her and see WHAT she did, WHO she lined up with, WHO she battled, HOW she executed her plans and to be able to extract even the tiniest scintilla of 'pride' or 'admiration' from it is to be a fundamentally inhumane loather of weakness and lover of tyranny and hatred. British elites have really revealed how distant from our lives they are this week, and how they always were. They remember motifs, 'themes', 'ideas', images. We remember pain, poverty, death. To grow up under the cosh of her utterly humourless, nauseatingly aspirational (that fkn voice) style of  leadership was to be told, as you were always told by her, that politics was a business that didn't involve you apart from your eternal victimhood. There is not one single redeeming feature to Thatcher, not one. And if you loved her, or perhaps even worse 'respected her though I didn't agree with her policies' - I suspect you're utterly unaware of what's good about humanity you rich, thick, credulous cuntbubble. Fuck you. 




  Sincerely hope the funeral takes as its touchstone the unforgettable sending off of Ayatollah Khomeni - I see Olympics legend Sebastian Coe commencing the tossing of the body, juggling it with Jeffrey Archer before the cabinet join the hysterical melee, an inconsolably tearful Eric Pickles wanking into a sock whilst crooning her favourite song 'How Much Is That Doggy In The Window', David Beckham dressed as a beefeater winding things up by donkey-kicking her body into the golden casket whilst Brian May plays a sitrring guitar solo atop a flaming mock-up of the Brighton Grand Hotel. Simple, understated dignity befitting the woman who saved our nation.


Thinking of our 1st Lady of girl power ,Margaret Thatcher ,a green grocer's daughter who taught me any thing is possible...x
— Geri Halliwell (@GeriHalliwell) April 8, 2013

"One of our very best and most valuable friends" 

    What a shit life. Only liking or tolerating people who utterly kowtow to you, never ever questioning any of your beliefs, never being able to actually laugh about yourself or others, missing out on any fun you might've had with yr kids and entirely missing out on any relationship with yr grandkids cos you only care about work, spending your demise in pure bitter recrimination about your dwindling influence, getting lonelier and lonelier and richer and richer. What a shit life, a half-life, a life so totally dominated by maniacal steely self-belief that surprise and wonder and joy is totally excised in favour of surety, cynicism and disappointment, the isolation that comes to all dictators. An expensive hotel room surrounded by nobody. The 'individual' got what she wanted. Reaped her own whirlwind. If only she could've gone on for longer. Tell it Glenda.




   [Of course, in response to Glenda's livid brilliant rant (loved the way how she started to almost FEED off the squawking outrage from the Tory benches) the elites bellyached to the back of beyond. [Honourable exception Tuesday’s Daily Mirror which across the board, was one of the most magnificent Daily Newspaper editions that I have ever read in my life time. Columnists writing from the heart, a 'souvenir' pull out that was actually beautifully written and pointedly critical]. The tribute front pages would've been immeasurably improved with a unicorn in the near foreground, a tear in its eye as it watches a mushroom cloud on the horizon.On the lower slopes of the dung mountain, feeding not only on the marshy gasses whose ammonia-strength pungency makes them so addictive to connosieurs of excreta, but also on the faeces of those who have already ingested and regurgitated only the choicest most fetid ordure from the heart of the shitstream, there you will find the Daily Telegraph columnists Toby Young and Brendan O'Neill, scurrying, feeding greedily, occassionally writhing against each other, suppurating and suckling orifi hooked together & locked in frenzied bliss, their segmented bodies only collapsing spent when their weekly columns have been successfully filed.]

"She thought it quite wrong that immigrants should be given council housing whereas white citizens were not. She made clear, however, that she had "less objection to refugees such as Rhodesians, Poles and Hungarians, since they could more easily be assimilated into British society""


 Last word to Kinnock, 83, Bridgend, just before the election, as Mark Fisher said in the past week when I put it on Facebook, 'hallucinatory in it's prophetic lucidity'. This is where she took us. This is where we are. 

 "If Margaret Thatcher is re-elected as prime minister on Thursday, I warn you. I warn you that you will have pain – when healing and relief depend upon payment. I warn you that you will have ignorance – when talents are untended and wits are wasted, when learning is a privilege and not a right. I warn you that you will have poverty – when pensions slip and benefits are whittled away by a government that won’t pay in an economy that can't pay. I warn you that you will be cold – when fuel charges are used as a tax system that the rich don't notice and the poor can't afford. 
   I warn you that you must not expect work – when many cannot spend, more will not be able to earn. When they don't earn, they don't spend. When they don't spend, work dies. I warn you not to go into the streets alone after dark or into the streets in large crowds of protest in the light. I warn you that you will be quiet – when the curfew of fear and the gibbet of unemployment make you obedient. I warn you that you will have defence of a sort – with a risk and at a price that passes all understanding. I warn you that you will be home-bound – when fares and transport bills kill leisure and lock you up. I warn you that you will borrow less – when credit, loans, mortgages and easy payments are refused to people on your melting income.
   If Margaret Thatcher wins on Thursday, I warn you not to be ordinary. I warn you not to be young. I warn you not to fall ill. I warn you not to get old."



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    1. Got any idea who she actually was? Or are you one of Neil´s relatives trying to wind him up? If so well done.

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    2. No idea Ian, but I bet she's worked hard to get where she is and not relied on state handouts, 'rap-hop music' or heroin.

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    3. god bless thatcher? 'cos no one else will....

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  2. Yes indeed, utterly fictional sky god please bestow your magic incorporeal luck and magic on the mouldering corpse of former dictator, Margaret Thatcher.

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  3. Now Kinnock IS a great man. Well done pointing out his 83 warning about a divided Britain at the end there, Neil. He really is a heroic character.

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  4. She was a fucking scum bag!

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  5. A real cunt and friend of the "thud" idiot Reagan. Two of a kind....good riddance.

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  6. Harold Macmillan could not be described as left-wing by anybody. He was a rich Old Etonian with a similar background to David Cameron and his chums. He spoke out in favour of the miners on strike in the 1980s and he saw through the scam of privatisation as it was happening. He knew the value of working people because he served with ordinary people in WWI. https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=G1ssGrq5S3w

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  7. May the thatcher cunt NEVER REST in peace! She is nothing but an evil slag.
    Let hope this cunt still in hell when I visit her, I got lots of plans for her.

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