The Cuts...

Right, this'll be a quickie (mild relief for those of you who don't like my satirical posts... as if such a person exists...), but as it surely cannot have escaped your notice that yesterday was the fabled 'Emergency Budget' as Gideon stepped up to the dispatch box to deliver basically the opposite of what we should be doing according to American economist Paul Krugman.

So what would the Deficit-busting Budget have in store? Well, poor old Danny Alexander sat wondering what the fuck just happened and why had he been implicated in it. With the departure of Mr. Choppy after a not uncommon breakout of homophobia from the Tories, the Scot (think Beaker from the Muppets made flesh) was given the role of Chief Secretary and boy, oh boy was it a poisoned chalice.

Some of you with long memories might remember, say, 2 months ago when Nick Clegg promised to avoid the VAT bomb. I won't sugar the pill, this was basically a lie. Gideon announced that VAT would rise to 20% in January, among other hikes, cuts and general stuff.

So, what does this mean for their key demographic, the average Tory family (lucrative private sector positions, house in an affluent neighbourhood, 2.4 children, loveless marriage etc...)? Well essentially, I don't know because I'm not an economist, but I do know that the rest of us are pretty much fucked for the next 4 years.

Sweet dreams.

(If you fancy a lighter tale, catch up with my Alex Horne-style adventure on the new tumblr page)