Avarice, greed? What, us? Nooooo......

So, slowly this dog loving country is waking up. Actually, all animals are loved in this country. Certainly the vets do! Rumours have been around for ages about the extraordinary fees charged. For instance a CT scan which costs about £1,000 for humans could set you back nearly £4,000 for your little pooch! It is really not that extraordinary as this sort of fleecing the customer abounds in Britain. In fact it goes deeper. Most vet's practices are owned by companies and as we know companies usually have investors that need dividends. These dividends need to rise year by year. Plus exorbitant salaries and benefits for the directors. Top directors earn anything up to £500,000 per annum plus bonuses that can total millions. I really wonder why I had and still not have, an interest in dogs or cats. Perhaps I have been lucky because even in the Covid lock-down we did not need animal company. But then I did not live in a dingy city flat peeking out behind foggy windows listening to the cr*p talk coming from the TV and radio about how to save yourself. This country is basically ruled by doolally excuses. These people greet each other by circling their hand and one finger around the side of their head. To me signifying how doolally they really are. And before you ask, yes I think it includes all politicians. Vets now included. Perhaps lately it has come to our knowledge that we should also include undertakers! I have to ask a question here, is everybody on the take in the UK? It seems a pandemic on its own. Thousands, nay millions, are fleeced daily. Billions of pounds disappear in the pockets of the greedy and is simply wasted or it finances more crime. Because let’s be fair, there are no excuses. These actions are basically crime! People might dress it up as – the reality of rising costs - but that’s untrue. It is fleecing the gullible, fleecing the OAPs, just because they can. There are no laws, no supervision, no checks. Yet again a failure of government. There again we know by now the standard of government, the standard of MPs, the standard of those quangos they have appointed. It is only when by accident someone or other begins to smell a rat. In fact they did smell something, the smell of rotting human bodies left to rot in a funeral parlour somewhere in the north-eastern Midlands, Hull actually. It had gone one for some time as well. Relatives receiving ashes that could even be incinerated wood from the open fire. Personally I have always thought that ashes from cremations are open to shenanigans. How could you ever without a full and incredibly costly process know it is or was your son, daughter, or parent? You wouldn’t, couldn’t know. Truly, the whole of this needs a thorough investigation and criminal proceedings. In fact everything in this country needs a stringent, strong and far, fast moving action. Although in this class-ridden society of ours where we are supposed to look up to our betters, it is now becoming very evident that our betters are not much better than shady individuals, even perhaps related to criminal activity. Time to take the whip and begin to whip it around a few backs!