The emotion when the workers in the Stasi basement hear, on the radio, that the Berlin Wall has come down is beautifully understated and yet so affecting as to be almost palpable. The film really rams home how life in a Communist country could be almost normal and yet so very miserable and wrong. Whilst pleasure and decency exist, they are always tempered by the evil and the corrupt.
Whilst I would hesitate to draw parallels between NuLabour and the Communists—amongst other things, the Communists were far more efficient in their application of evil—it is quite obvious that they share all too many characteristics.
Because, otherwise, what is the fucking excuse for this load of fucking shit?
Drinkers in middle-class areas are more likely routinely to consume “hazardous” amounts of alcohol than those in poorer areas, research published today shows.
Social drinkers who regularly down more than one large glass of wine a day will be told they risk damaging their health in the same way as young binge drinkers.
Don't be so fucking ridiculous: that is utter bullshit and, even were it not, what fucking business is it of the government's?
The reason that middle-class people drink more is because they can afford to and, frankly, living under this piece-of-crap authoritarian NuLabour cuntbox government is enough to drive any hard-working, freedom-loving person to drink.
And what is the purpose of this study?
The figures will be used by the Government to target middle-class wine drinkers and to make drunkenness as socially unacceptable as smoking.
Dawn Primarolo, the Public Health Minister, said: “Most of these are not young people, they are ‘everyday’ drinkers who have drunk too much for too long. This has to change.”
WHAT!? What the fuck? Fuck you Primula or Primitive or whatever your fucking name is. "This has to change"—says who?
WHAT FUCKING BUSINESS IS IT OF YOURS, YOU FUCKING LITTLE CUNT?
What business is it of the state's if I drink like a fish? As long as I turn up for work and pay my taxes which pay for any amenities that I might use, it is none of your business.
I might need medical treatment? Well, yes, I might, but since you have fucking well forced me to pay for it for the whole of my working life, I don't see that that is any of your sodding business.
It is none of your fucking business what I drink or otherwise ingest unless I impact on the lives of others; and when I, or other "'everyday' drinkers" do so, we do not.
Who are you, Primarolo, to tell me how much I should drink? Who are you to tell me how I should behave? Who the fuck are you to dictate how I should live my life, you totalitarian horsefucker?
What are you going to do: start limiting how much vino or Victory gin we are allowed to buy at any one time? Start controlling what food I can eat?
Go fuck yourself, you indecent excuse for a human being. You and all of your kind should die a death so horrible that even I have difficulty contemplating precisely how it should be carried out. However, I do know that the final part of it will see your body hanging from a wall, still twitching, whilst people piss all over your disembowelled internal organs.