Mr. Cameron’s moral collapse and other current farces

Yesterday David Cameron spoke out about stopping the “slow motion moral collapse” that is happening here.



Which collapse was he referring to?


Was it poverty-stricken little him getting a mortgage which cost taxpayers £21,000 a year? Didn’t his £2 million home have enough room for his phony moralising? Was it the tax fiddle the Miliband brothers pulled off when their father died? Who knows?



To put this collapse into context my friend Ian Waring took extracts from the speeches made by a few other hypocrites in the House of Commons with notes on their actual behaviour and put them on Facebook.



Gerald Kaufman (£43,564 expenses including 4 grapefruit bowls at £540). I condemn the naked greed of these criminals and their taking advantage of their pampered and privileged opportunities ..


David Wilshire (£160,532 expenses including £100k on a flat 15 miles from main home) My honourable friend has hit the nail on the head. This is not about ideology, it’s sheer naked greed


John Healey (£84,562 expenses including £6,194 for renovating his kitchen) We should understand a little less and condemn a little more, Mr Speaker; only tough action against these feral youths will ...


Speaker (£146,780 expenses) Order! Order! Members must set an example to young people!”



If they steal, why shouldn’t everyone?



This morning I see that when Cameron sought advice from Bill Bratton who did a good job in LA, top policeman Sir Hugh Orde said: “I am not sure I want to learn about gangs from an area of America that has 400 of them”.


Hugh, baby, join the real world. It’s not too late. Remove your head from wherever you’ve stuck it and look around.

Watch a few rap videos,.

Look at how these kids dress. Listen to them.

Is the “I just shat in my pants” jeans style a British look or did it start in U.S. jails? Is Muthahfucker the Queen’s English? Wonder where social activities like drive-by shootings come from? I can help there because 25 years ago a young man in my wife’s family died in one in Connecticut.



In Jamie Oliver’s restaurant yesterday there was a “sitter” to take us to our table. The waitress said “Enjoy”. And so on.


What starts there – good or bad, from obesity to blogging – usually ends up here.

Best,

Drayton

http://www.eadim.com/

http://www.draytonbirdcommonsense.com/

About the Author

In 2003, the Chartered Institute of Marketing named Drayton one of 50 living individuals who have shaped today’s marketing.

He has worked in 55 countries with many of the world’s greatest brands. These include American Express, Audi, Bentley, British Airways, Cisco, Columbia Business School, Deutsche Post, Ford, IBM, McKinsey, Mercedes, Microsoft, Nestle, Philips, Procter & Gamble, Toyota, Unilever, Visa and Volkswagen.

Drayton has helped sell everything from Airbus planes to Peppa Pig. His book, Commonsense Direct and Digital Marketing, out in 17 languages, has been the UK’s best seller on the subject every year since 1982. He has also run his own businesses in the U.K., Portugal and Malaysia.

He was a main board member of the Ogilvy Group, a founding member of the Superbrands Organisation, one of the first eight Honorary Fellows of the Institute of Direct Marketing and one of the first three people named to the Hall of Fame of the Direct Marketing Association of India. He has also been given Lifetime Achievement Awards by the Caples Organisation in New York and Early To Rise in Florida.

1 Comments

  1. Steve Gibson

    I was in on holiday NYC not long after Bill Bratton had worked his anti-crime miracle.

    Within 3 days of arriving, I'd found out where to go to buy any drug I'd ever heard of – and many I hadn't.

    BTW, I wasn't looking. A friendly chap walked over to me in Greenwich Village to ensure all my drug needs were being met (“Hey man, need any coke, speed…?”)

    Given I didn't know where to buy drugs in my own home town in the UK, then either lower Manhattan must have been a lawless hell-hole prior to that… or Bratton/Guliani cooked the stats.

    See ya, muthafuckas!
    Steve 

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