Sunday, March 29, 2009

Strange Silence of the Taxaholic

Richard Murphy is the left-wing accountant who is wheeled out by the Guardian as a rent-a-quote “expert” on tax whenever they want to justify demanding higher taxes.

He is in reality just another left-wing, poisonous advocate of the legalised looting of the productive classes.  His hypocrisy was exposed when he gave the Guardian a clean bill of health despite them taking advantage of a legal loophole to avoid paying a single penny in tax when GMG made £300 million in profitsTax justice indeed.

Murphy & MynersMurphy was also silent on GMG’s use of a Caymans Islands special purpose vehicle to avoid capital gains and has not breathed a word of condemnation of Lord Myners’ personal use of offshore tax havens to protect his assets.

Lord Myners, until a few months ago the chairman of GMG, is supposed to be the minister for tackling tax havens.  There is hypocrisy on so many levels on the Guardianista left…

Sunday Sleaze Porno Special

Sunday Sleaze

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Jacqui Smith Porn

To err is human, to charge it to the taxpayers is to steal to fund your vice.

Jacqui Smith’s husband  Richard Timney – who she pays £40,000 a year out of parliamentary expenses – is exposed in the Sunday Express for charging his porno-on-demand subscription to the taxpayer.

He gets to watch the money shots and we pay for his cheap thrills.  What possible explanation is there for charging this to the taxpayer?   Guido would like to hear Richard Timney justify his state subsidised w***ing.

Meanwhile Nigel Griffiths it seems was less than honest in explaining to the News of the World his very own pornographic photo-shoot in his office when he claimed to them that their story was  “Absolutely groundless! Fabricated evidence! You must have some fabricated evidence! Outrageous! Absolutely outrageous!”

The News of the Screws mock his lawyer’s claims:

Incredibly 53-year-old Griffiths wants you to believe he has “little recollection” of spending 38 minutes taking 27 explicit images of a woman spreadeagled across the furniture of his ground floor Commons office, just yards from the Prime Minister’s own Commons office.

It was such an unmemorable sex session that he also apparently barely remembers, just half hour later, spending another hour and 40 minutes taking a futher 44 pictures at a second location.

On Friday Griffiths’ lawyer David Price blamed the MP’s loss of memory about the Remembrance Day romp on being “under the influence of alcohol”. But at one point he had recollected enough to create the time to transfer those 71 snaps from his camera to his laptop.

griffiths-arseRemember that his Remembrance Day Frolic took place in his office paid for by the taxpayers, then went on to presumably his flat, also paid for by the taxpayers.  Far from it being a drunken and forgotten frolic it turns out that he took the deliberate trouble to ensure he would not forget, by uploading the pictures to his laptop – a laptop computer also paid for by the taxpayers out of his parliamentary expenses.  Presumably this would be so he would be able to reminisce over the 27 photos and later he too could enjoy a state subsidised w**k over the memory.

In other news Lord Myners, the minister responsible for cracking down on tax havens, has assets hidden in offshore tax havens. No porn involved this time, but he is still a w****er.


Seen Elsewhere

Tory MP Tells Leftie Jon Snow to Retire | Guardian
Russell Brand’s New Book “Sub-Undergraduate Dross” | Telegraph
Tory MP Barrister Represents Monaco Billionaire | Scrapbook
MOBO Singers Slam UKIP | ITV
Could UKIP Keep Britain in the EU? | Iain Martin
Why Piketty is Wrong | ConHome
Guido Whips Politicians Into Shape | Guardian
Milburn Levelling Down | Kathy Gyngell
Crosby and Carswell Make Friends at Guido’s Dinner | Mail
Mrs Danczuk Beats Mensch to Win Guido | Telegaph
PM Congratulates Blogger Who Destroyed Minister | Mail


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Rob Colvile reviews Russell Brand’s new book:

“Oddly, the person I feel sorriest for isn’t Brand himself – although he certainly comes across as a rather pitiable figure, projecting his own brokenness on to the world around him – but Johann Hari. Drummed out of Fleet Street for plagiarism, the former Independent columnist has washed up as “my mate Johann, who’s been doing research for this book”. For a genuinely talented polemicist, it would have been a humbling experience to have to treat this sub-undergraduate dross as the scintillating wisdom of a philosopher-king.”



Mycroft says:

Have you read the last bit of Animal Farm?

You know where the animals are looking through the Farmhouse window?

My TV screen was that window at lunch-time today.

Be careful, the sudden self-congratulatory tone, the slightly pudgy outline of indulgence and you become exactly what you should despise.

The jolly face of the Quisling Cameron poses for your camera has mesmerised and deceived you, you who were once not so deceived.

You were no firebrand, you were a damp squib in my opinion, sorry.

You need a damned good kick up the ahse!


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