THOUGHTS TO THINK ON TUESDAY

It could be funny, if it were not true.

It's a thought...

Yep, we moved out of the 19th century some time ago

So, remind me, where is the difference?

Remember that we are a Christian country.
We know this because Cameron and the Queen have told us so.

It's small wonder there is racial hatred, isn;t it?

That's radical, right-wing, billionaire sociopaths!

We don't want 200,000 new members unless they
agree do what Mr Blair tells them.

Caring and loving Kendall?
Disabled people are ordinary people you witless muppet!

Sorry. Mr Miliband was just out of shot there.

But we did manage to get this miserable tight wad git.
The deal seems to be that  for these cretins that
if you can't see poor people and their misery, then they
don't exist. The podgy one with the boozer's red face musta
have been absent the day they did that part of the  course.

Always a good choice to pick a good mate you've given a K
to investigate whether you are a murdering bastard or not.

What was it this oddball said about narrow nationalism? 

You and Brown and a whole pile of other shamed and disgraced self servers.
For that reason, if no other, I hope Corbyn sweeps the board.
The Hague is beautiful in the autumn.

HAPPY RETIREMENT DESMOND

One of the truly inspiring men of the last century turns 79 this week and steps down from public life in order to spend some time with his family. Actually he is going to take his wife round the world.

Archbishop Desmond Tutu is surely a great man. His bravery fighting against the apartheid regime in South Africa is legendary; as legendary as his giggle.

I don’t think I will ever forget seeing him vote in 1994 in the first elections in the liberated South Africa: the first time he had ever voted in his life. It was a joy to see the enthusiasm and excitement of this then 62 year old man doing what all of us had been entitled to do since we were 18, and he, intelligent and educated man though he was, had been barred from doing, because of the colour of his skin.

His sense of humour must have sustained him through the hard years of being a second class citizen.

One of the little tales he tells goes like this:

"When the missionaries came they had the Bible and we had the land. And they said 'Close your eyes and let us pray.' And we dutifully did so, but when we said 'Amen' and opened them, we had the Bible and they had the land."

I hope he has a wonderful holiday, and then comes back to spread his infectious enthusiasm for life a little bit more.