Thursday, February 11, 2016

NHS: Dark! Dark! Dark!


Do you hear the people sing?

Singing the song of angry men

It is the music of the people

Who will not be slaves again!

When the beating of your heart

Echoes the beating of the drums

There is a life about to start

When tomorrow comes!

© 2016 Am Ang Zhang

Jeremy Hunt is expected to announce that talks to settle the junior doctors dispute have failed and that a new contract will be imposed from 1 August, setting the scene for renewed confrontation and the possibility of further strikes.

Jeremy Hunt:

So there’s Jeremy newly installed as Health Secretary after just seven short years as an MP. This is a summary of his meteoric rise:
He made a fortune at the taxpayers’ expense as monopoly supplier to a notorious quango where, by happy coincidence, his cousin sat on the Board. He became MP for SW Surrey where, by happy coincidence, his cousin had been MP previously. He became Minister in charge of Media & Culture where, by happy coincidence, he wound up steering his pals at Newscorp in the right direction. And he became Health Secretary partly because, by happy coincidence, his cousin is a lobbyist for the private health sector.

Virginia Bottomley: Secretary of State for Health 1992-95   now with BUPA. Cousin  of  Jeremy Hunt.



Dr No: A Tale of Two Thickies


If the BMA was thick, then so too it seems has been the government. Though the conspiracy theorists have it that the Tories are cynically and deliberately compromising the day to day safety of the NHS, as a prelude to calling in the private sector cavalry – and in this respect there is that rather awkward 2005 pamphlet co-authored by the current Health Secretary, along with other notorious Tory coves, that called for the denationalisation of the health service – it seems more likely to Dr No that the junior contract imposition announced today ‘to end uncertainty’ is more of a bull-headed cock-up than part of a running conspiracy. The Health Secretary, who spends too much time talking as if he were trying to explain how school meals work to a slow-witted child, appears simply not get that imposing a unwelcome contract on a stretched demoralised workforce is a recipe for disaster. A tale of two thickies then, but without the best of times, only the worst, to come.

NHS: Unbelievable! Unbelievable! Unbelievable!


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