Brothers are on the rude to ruin
THE TUC conference is not known for its politeness — in fact, the brother barons of the union movement are plain rude.
Little wonder. These dinosaurs with their fat jowls and slobbery troughing habits have barely emerged from the swamp.
While this newspaper holds no brief for the Labour Party’s chief nincompoop, Ed Miliband, he was treated discourteously at the TUC yesterday.
For no other reason than speaking the truth.
The public sector union bosses are relics, refusing to move with the times, ignoring reality and condemning countless thousands to unemployment.
Yet all the while they enjoy the fruits of their fat expense accounts, boss-sized salaries and armies of toadies.
The voting public are rightly angry that public sector workers receive pension benefits of which most can only dream.
The people of Britain are fed up of being taxed to the hilt so that public sector penpushers can retire at 60 on a castiron, gold-plated pension for which they have paid so little, and we have contributed so much.
So there is no support for the selfindulgent strike campaign upon which the public sector unions have embarked.
And the Labour Party cannot support such a crazed course of action.
The union bullyboys showed they have one unique talent yesterday.
They can heckle with their heads stuffed deep in the sand.