Charlotte, The Baroness
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Forwarded from Lawyers of Light
Javid plans to remove immunisation as a condition of working in care homes, an approach that has already led to the loss of about 40,000 staff in that sector.

He told MPs: "While vaccination remains our very best line of defence, I believe it is no longer proportionate to require vaccination as a condition of deployment by statute.

"I will launch a consultation on ending vaccination as condition of deployment in health and all social care settings. Subject to the response and the will of this house, the government will revoke these regulations," he added.

NHS England immediately wrote to health service leaders to tell them: "This change in government policy means we request that employers do not serve notice of termination to employees affected by the vaccination as a condition of deployment regulations."

There is a link to the full statement here - https://www.gov.uk/government/speeches/oral-statement-on-vaccines-as-a-condition-of-deployment
Dear Boris fucking Johnson
Oh pardon while I cough
But would you kindly, gently
Ever-so please just fuck off?

You're worse than a distraction
On my tele-fucking-phone
You're worse than any action
I could censor or condone

The whole pedantic shitshow
Has ground me long past tears
I think that to recover
It might take one hundred years

You pink and useless blundering oaf
You hopeless floundering twat
You obsolete-thesaurus-wielding
Wad of lies and fat

Please please-oh-please with cherries on
And wine and fucking cheese
I want you to fuck off so much
Oh please oh please oh please

And take the Tories with you
— the whole lot, out to lunch
I couldn't dream a more corrupt
And hideous bunch of cunts

All wandering like aliens
Upon a cardboard stage
I wouldn't put them in a hole
I wouldn't waste a cage

Waste of a decent cage, is that
You'd hear the rapists say
We don't want your like moving in
If we can't move away

If I thought that it could happen
I would take them one by one
And fire them in sealed cylinders
Like bullets at the Sun

And Keir fucking Starmer
Mate, you can fuck off too
You wrong-begotten bastard
Of a broken autocue

You sound like a lake of oil
Filled with cormorants and fish
To see you replace ANYone
Is not my ardent wish

I'm fed up with the puppet show
I'm tired of it — of IT
This... Punch-and-fucking-Judy fucking
Pantomime horseshit

I don't believe a fucking SOUND
But one of you could make
It's like an Amphisbaena —
A double-headed snake

You watch the one come forward
And it holds you in its trance
And while you're watching that you miss
The other one advance

I'm probably simulated, yeah
This probably isn't air
I probably am not standing here
I do not fucking care

No matter what I fucking do
No matter where I go
It follows me like the fucking Plague
The Johnson fucking Show

I actually think that if the World
Exploded I would laugh
Nuclear Winter? No problem-o
Knit me up a scarf

I'd rather feast on rats and bones
And bits of severed gut
And gather all the shattered things
I knew and build a hut

And live my days in a dead expanse
Of suffocating ash
And wander scavenging for Coke
Amidst the wasted trash

Than see once more your bloated head
Like a jellyfish with teeth
And see it read the autocue
I'm beyond disbelief

I think I must be in some fucking...
...kind of IQ test
I worry that I'm stuck in here
With you and all the rest

So very very gently and
Politely, if you mind
I don't mean to be caustic
Or ungrateful or unkind

And pardon me
Oh pardon, Sir
Oh pardon while I COUGH

But Boris Fucking Johnson
Could you pretty please fuck
OFF.
From my Friend
Neil Simpson
Cancer Research UK is one of the most despicable, reprehensible outfits on the face of the planet today. Millions upon millions upon millions of pounds donated by naive, well-meaning people over the years and years and years running around parks in the misguided belief that they are actively seeking a cure, and still the projected cancer rate edges ever closer to 1 in 2. All the while, the CRUK CEO and Executives on telephone number salaries get stupendously rich, and vast amounts are whittled away on "admin expenses" and such like.

Truth is, CRUK has no interest at all in "finding a cure for cancer", the cures already exist in the form of cannabis oil combined with an alkaline body-diet, among other things. All they're interested in is maintaining the lie and keeping the gravy train "chugging" along making the vested interests richer and richer. Point this out on their FB page and you can look forward to an instant deletion and banning. Chemotherapy and radiotherapy are deadly, toxic "treatments" that are deliberately designed to fail, despite apparent short term "success". Big pharma "solutions" and "treatments" to serious diseases are all about extracting as much money as possible out of patients for as long as possible, they're certainly not interested in finding cures for anything they can make money out of.

People think The Cancer Act 1939 was about stopping "quack" treatments for cancer. Nope, truth is, it was about banning the true treatments/cures so that big pharma could get rich from billing cancer patients for toxic treatments that "work" in the short term but fuck you up in the long term. If anything is a demonstration of how psychopaths rise to the top in all walks of society, surely it must be that combined with the cancer "charidee" cartels, indeed pretty much all mainstream "charidees" and the greedy psychos sitting atop them raking in the millions at the expense of sick or naive or well-meaning people without a hint of guilt or remorse.
Absolutely wrong on so many levels 🤯🤬
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