All you need is „Love“ How 'Love' shortened dole queues in Britain The
local pub looked empty and run-down. It
was the only business left in town. The
tired-looking barman, Victor Drout, served
Bob another pint of lukewarm stout, then
turned the volume up on the TV to
catch the final words of their MP: "Our
party improved education, reduced
taxes and lowered inflation. We
modernised Britain’s defences and
curtailed our public expenses. Just
give us five more years and we’ll wipe out all
unemployment without fail or doubt." Bob
Love was staring blankly at the bar. That
talk had never got him very far, for
here in little Dulham every soul, like
him, had spend his worklife on the dole. .
. . At
home he cleared his mind with some more booze and
loudly voiced his new political views. With
all those heavy matters in his head Bob
reeled upstairs and slumped down on his bed. .
. . His
neighbours noticed that there was a change as
Bob did things most curious and strange. He
secretly rehearsed the art of speech in
front of any mirror within reach while
for a microphone he used his comb resolved
to really drive his message home. .
. . In
Parliament, however, Bob perceived his
presence there was not so well received. But
as his goal seemed within easy reach he
steadfastly made his inaugural speech: .
. . “Hear,
hear”, echoed from the Commons’ benches that
were surrounding Bob like wartime trenches. Bob
swallowed hard and with his feelings curbed continued
outwardly quite unperturbed: .
. . On
hearing this the House looked most astounded: Could
their distrust of Bob have been unfounded? .
. . In
Germany Bob got a big reception to
teach MPs his wonderful conception: how
they - with their electorate's consent - could
spend all taxes to their heart's content. And
to the German Chancellor's great enjoyment there
was a sudden drop in unemployment. .
. . (a story of
48 verses) * * * |
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