Tag Archives: The Nanny State

Food Nazis

As I wrote in ‘The Nanny State‘ there seems to be a never ending push by government/s to control our lives, egged on by government funded entities (food Nazis) trying to make themselves relevant and justify their continued taxpayer funding. It hasn’t been completely government driven, as there are other groups pushing their own wheelbarrows filled with personal agendas, such as PETA, that wants everyone to become neurotic vegans and live in mutual misery. And given how they behave, it certainly appears to be a miserable life. However, a new entrant has entered the scene by way of The Lancet, who has now declared their own set of rules as to how the world (notably the western world) should, or must, live in order to save the planet from every perceived misery, including the mandatory climate-change baggage-carousel. These professional misery merchants seem to be appearing everywhere with the intent to force people into lifestyles these same misery merchants invariably never have to live themselves, given their positions of wealth.

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The Nanny State

In my story about The Good Old Days, I alluded to minority groups having a significant influence over societal changes and questioned whether that’s a good thing, but some of my comments appear to have been misconstrued as to who they were directed towards. So when another initiative by a group of Nanny State adherents, acting under the guise of ‘experts’ or do-gooders (well-meaning but unrealistic or interfering philanthropists or reformers) was announced, I thought I’d consolidate some of my views into a single story. I guess I’ve made it somewhat clear in a number of stories that government interference in our daily lives, to an extent that I’ve never experienced before, is one of my pet hates. Sanctimonious do-gooders, funded by taxpayers, need to have a reason for existence and thus keep coming up with more and more self-serving ideas to inflict upon everyone and it needs to stop.

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I’m Offended!

Nary a day passes by when we don’t hear from someone offended by something or another and making a song and dance about it so that the whole world is aware of their plight. But before I go on, let me first go back a bit and start with some history. Many centuries ago, in the Roman Empire, most cities had a place that was called the forum. The forum was, in the first instance, a marketplace but it also served as a gathering place where diverse activities including political discussions, debates, meetings and the like could be conducted; it was a place where your voice could be heard. What you discussed was up to you and how you fared depended on how well you crafted your arguments and debated challengers. The remnants of those magnificent forums still remain.

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