Ian Duncan Smith will not be neatly preserved by the pickling jar of time. His undoubtedly scaly skin will be further distressed from him being the third Tory Titan to fall to Blair. His already bald scalp will be stripped tighter by his sweetheart’s scandalous salary. His grisly cackle will be encapsulated by his fairytale accolades and achievements. But the dash that will finally turn the sweet cucumber into a bitter pickle will be his implementation of universal credit.
I’d like to take you back to the Summer of 2016. A colossal vote had just been undertaken. A marvel of democracy and a saviour for the people’s voice. A clear majority that cannot be disputed.
IPA, Greene King, Bury St Edmunds:
The NHS has again found itself on the front cover of the national press; just as before, for all the wrong reasons. Theresa May's Conservative party is pursuing its ideological drive to sell off all assets, strip back funding, and flog any services it can. With NHS spending growth the lowest it has been since 1955—a meagre 1.3 percent per annum, well below the four percent historic average spending growth—the Tory plan is coming to fruition. As an institution, the NHS has become a victim of its own successes in the past: an ageing population, increased awareness of the hazards of smoking and obesity, and a push for a healthier society with schemes such as the 'Change4Life' and '5 A Day.' Because of this, additional funding is evermore vital to the globally unrivaled social health system; yet the Tories are set on a war against the NHS.