Draper is a loon
There's an excellent article by Mark Wallace, on the subject of corporate tax, over at The Taxpayer's Alliance.
It is in part a reply to Derek Draper, who apparently rung the TPA offices and started making threats down the 'phone.
Derek Draper is, of course, a disgusting little man who spent some of the early years of the NuLabour government selling access to government ministers. Ironically and hypocritically, and as Mark points out, he and John Jonathan Mendelsohn did this on behalf of large corporates, in order to "create tax breaks for their clients".
On LabourList, Derek Draper describes himself thusly:
A psychotherapist, eh? Well, given the bizarre and threatening nature of Draper's phone call to the TPA (and I'll take Mark's word on this, 'cos he's a friend of mine), there really is only one comment to make: physician, heal thyself. You fucking loon.
It is in part a reply to Derek Draper, who apparently rung the TPA offices and started making threats down the 'phone.
The point at which the call got really weird was when [Draper] announced “right, I’m going to write on my website that the TaxPayers’ Alliance wants individuals to pay more tax”. When I pointed out that that clearly was not my view, or the view of the TPA, and it was a lie to suggest so, he got pretty shirty, saying that he had “a history of taking legal action against people that slander me”. Bizarrely, he seems to think that threatening legal action is an appropriate way to silence people who object to him misrepresenting their position.
Derek Draper is, of course, a disgusting little man who spent some of the early years of the NuLabour government selling access to government ministers. Ironically and hypocritically, and as Mark points out, he and John Jonathan Mendelsohn did this on behalf of large corporates, in order to "create tax breaks for their clients".
On LabourList, Derek Draper describes himself thusly:
Derek Draper is a writer, psychotherapist and Labour Party activist.
A psychotherapist, eh? Well, given the bizarre and threatening nature of Draper's phone call to the TPA (and I'll take Mark's word on this, 'cos he's a friend of mine), there really is only one comment to make: physician, heal thyself. You fucking loon.
Labels: general hilarity, lefty fuckwits, lunacy, pompous demagogues, stinking hypocrisy, taxes
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He's kicking off over at Mrs Dales now as well
Sad, really. Still, he's got Anton's baby to look forward to.
The Penguin
As the wheels come off the Nu Labia project the acolytes are becoming increasingly hysterical. Although they have the civil contingencies available to them, and let's be honest they would love to employ it. I don't think any of them actually have the balls to implement it. As time goes on and the polling gets increaingly bleak for Labour Draper and the rest of the loons are going to whip themselves into a frenzy. It is going to provide a good deal of free entertainment.
Psychotherapist?
I guess he's no Szaszian...
I'm surprised he doesn't threaten to have people locked up...
Can't spell psychotherapist without Pyscho The Rapist. Who I believe is one of his clients.
It's a well known fact that most shrinks are completely insane.
Rob Farrington, vous avez raison!
"Fucking Loon"..........OMG, expect a libel writ anytime soon. Oh wait, the truth is a defense.
Penguin you genius!!! Now that made me laugh out loud! No wonder Droopy is so busy infecting other peoples blogs,it must be tough knowing your wife prefers to shag a ballroom dancing, preening, tosspot!
That's it.
If I see him out and about I'm chasing him down the fucking road.
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