So, Having Pissed off the Older Generation…

…the solution is to piss them off even more.

Philip Hammond is plotting tax hikes for older workers in the Budget to fund a giveaway for the younger generation.

The Chancellor has signalled his intention to use the impending financial package to tackle mounting concerns about the prospects of young people.

Proposals on the table include slashing tax relief on pensions for older workers in order to pay for lower taxes for the young.

So the (not) Conservative Party has bought into the intergenerational inequality bullshit. This generation has had more than previous ones could have dreamed of. They enjoy luxuries we simply didn’t have – nor the generation prior. I don’t want to go all Monty Python here, but we didn’t have such things as central heating, mobile phones, tablets, cars (my father was a rarity in that having a motorcycle and sidecar outfit, we were the only ones in our street with private transport). So don’t give me all this poor young folk claptrap.

So they can’t afford a new house. Well, neither could we without scrimping, saving and a bit of help from parents. Nothing has changed here (although I do accept that prices are at silly levels – so build more). The so-called greedy baby boomers have spoiled this generation such that it has a continent-sized sense of entitlement. This is the generation that will inherit what they have not already been gifted – and that is apart from the massive amount of money the previous generation has invested in their upbringing. They are not hard done by. The difference here is that they expect to have immediately what previous generations spent years saving for.

Spreadsheet Phil now wants to punish the older generation who are mostly likely to vote for his party and give it to the younger one who will happily take what is given and vote for Comrade Corbyn and his bunch of Marxists anyway. How to lose an election by pissing off your core vote.

Oh, and if he really wants to give some tax money away, then there are plenty of places where it can be cut, but like all the other chancellors before him, reducing the size of the bloated public sector is something he won’t even think about doing.

We are doomed.

4 Comments

  1. You could almost believe he’s been planted by the left to inflict as much damage on the traditional conservatives as he can. He really is a brain-dead utter shite.

  2. But we didn’t have such things as central heating

    Well we did…. but… it consisted of a free-standing solid fuel boiler in the kitchen, with a gravity fed hot water tank, and a simple on-off circulating pump for the radiators. Someone had to get up first, and get the fire going (newspaper & kindling, or a gas poker), and then leave it until there was sufficient heat to put the pump on. Occasionally, that person would go back to sleep, and then we’d ALL be woken by the sound of pipes banging and boiling water spewing out the overflow, all over the patio… The poor old boiler was, by now, doing a passable imitation of a blast furnace, and all the dampers had to be hastily shut. It needed regular topping up with buckets of coke (just what you want being carted through the kitchen), and also clearing out last thing before bed time. Can you imagine today’s snowflakes having to cope with that?

    My father was a rarity in having a motorcycle and sidecar outfit

    Likewise, although he was able to borrow Grandad’s Austin Big 7 from time to time…

  3. The comment about private transport is interesting. At the age of 59 I am just old enough to remember a time when only a minority of people owned some kind of motorised vehicle. The thing that modern public transport nuts are unaware of is that the way that people dealt with this lack of personal transport was by simply not going anywhere, not even to the shops, the shops came to us in various vans. There was an annual coach trip to the seaside.

    My family’s route to transport was via cars that were cheap because they only had a very limited amount of life left in them. It was usually the MOT test that killed them off, but we had three side valve Fords that all died of crankshaft failure. My uncle John had a motorbike with a colossal sidecar attached. He would pack his ample wife and her brood of three kids into it. It was some kind of big single that leaked copious amounts of oil, I don’t suppose that it went very fast. There was also a guy who had a Bond three wheeler. It was powered by a 250cc two stroke Villiers engine which was attached to the front wheel. This meant that it was amazingly manouverable though not particularly quick. To start it you had to lift up the bonnet and use a pull cord. No heater, nothing to clear the windscreen if it got steamed up no music.

    Wouldn’t it be great if time travel really was possible, we could send them back in time to when they could supposedly afford to buy a house but a car that wasn’t a piece of shit didn’t even exist.

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