I wait for the day to arrive when the Tories and their howling partner in hysteria, the Daily Mail, thanks the NHS. Congratulates them, it'll be between gritted teeth obviously, but even offering a grudging compliment would be something. Takes the barb out of the usual diatribe and says "job well done". I'm dreaming, I know. It's the downside of my eternal idealism.
If only either of them would refer themselves into the nearest hospital and admit they need help in stopping their obsessive compulsive disorder to harry, decry and abuse the NHS at every opportunity. It's for political reasons obviously, but how much do they expect to gain from attacking the efforts of the thousands who work in the NHS. Continually dissing the dedication of several hundred thousand employees must be counter-productive.
The thought of a Tory administered NHS jerking to the rabid beat of the Daily Mail's drum...well come on, how would you feel anything but terrified. It'll be back to the time before Florence Nightingale.
Wednesday, August 06, 2008
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