The Iron Lady

1970s Britain under Labour

We're having a decadent afternoon, a couple of drinks then off to the flicks to see The Iron Lady. I've had doubts about going to see this as I'm not sure that while Mrs Thatcher is still alive it's in good taste. But I've got to see it.

It's been funny seeing the emotional and politically incontinent whining about her. There has even been a bunch of harridans in Chesterfield picketting the cinema in Coal Not Dole t-shirts. Dare turn up at my local cinema this afternoon and you'll get more than you bargained for you misfits!

Looking at comments on internet reviews I've marvelled at the bullshit lies the lefties still come out with about her. Everything from fractured societies to the unemployed committing mass suicide. It just confirms what I've always known, that lefties are seriously mentally challenged, or mongs to you and me.

Britain at war? No, the 1970s under Labour.

I was at school through the seventies, that was the decade of shite, thanks yet again to Labour. In the seventies we had the three day week. We had power cuts. Thanks to strikes there were piles of rotting garbage on street corners. We had food shortages. A relative died but couldn't be buried because the grave diggers were on strike. Like many my parents almost lost their home thanks to striking unions. The 'brain drain' meant talented people went abroad because of huge taxes and poor quality of life.

Compared to the 1970s the 1980s were bliss. We have a lot to thank Mrs Thatcher for. I might even do a film review when I've seen it.