These bastards want us dead…

And by us, I mean the chronically sick and disabled.

Doctors back denial of treatment for smokers and the obese, says the Guardian, going on to say that “Survey finds 54% of doctors think the NHS should have the right to withhold non-emergency treatment.”

Smokers I have little sympathy for – you made that decision, in the face of all the evidence that it’s not just seriously harmful to you, but to everyone around you, so I’m sorry, but you get to live with the consequences. And had I not lived, worked and socialised among smokers for most of my life, until the ban, I wouldn’t be anywhere near as ill as I am now, so sympathy is in very short supply.

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Fat and/or a smoker? Don’t get sick!

The health Fascists strike again!

From Pulse Today:-

Exclusive GPs have signed off a series of sweeping referral restrictions by NHS managers that will bar smokers and overweight patients from being referred for surgery, as PCTs across the country bring in new cost-saving restrictions.

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The fat of the land…

This morning, shopping at Sainsbury’s, I wanted a gammon joint to roast. Partly because I wanted roast gammon, partly because I wanted that thick layer of fat, to render down for lard.

I got such a joint a few weeks a few weeks ago, with a gloriously thick layer of fat (meat without fat is unutterably dull), but I boiled it. Today, the store was heavily stocked with gammon joints – and some bastard had trimmed almost all the fat off every bloody one of them.

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Pot to kettle, you’re black…

Gordon Brown, displaying just how out of touch with reality he is, has floated the idea that if you’re fat and unfit or, god forbid, fond of a pint, you may be denied NHS treatment until you mend your evil ways. What – will we be left to die?

Disregarding the fact that some people, like me, are overweight through illness and disability (see Ron’s Realm website) – I couldn’t exercise if my life depended on it (and it does, I’m a prime candidate for a coronary), hell, I can barely walk and my only vice is beer – and not through slobbishness or poor diet, this does rather suggest that our multiple-chinned, blubbery PM doesn’t actually own a mirror! It would, perhaps, be unkind to mention his less-than-slender wife, too, but what the hell, he started it – people who live in glass houses, and all that.

Mind you, like anyone with a serious respiratory illness, I can get right alongside the idea of denying smokers treatment – bastards!