Dear Mr Johnson, Fix The Social Care Crisis With A Wealth Tax

It was the 24th July 2019. 

Facebook agreed to pay a $5 billion fine, the largest ever for violating consumer privacy. 

The ten millionth Mini car was produced during its 60th anniversary year in Oxford. 

And Britain had an opposition party. 

Just prior to this, the Conservative Party members had a big decision to make. Would they choose the multi-millionaire lying racist philander Johnson, or would they give us the multi-millionaire NHS dismantler with a touch of the Norman Bates about him, Hunt? 

We all know the answer, of course. 

The Conservative Party membership is generally older, whiter and wealthier than the average population. Estimates of the average age of a Conservative Party member vary between 57 and 72 years old. 

The abominable Etonian fannyrat picked up 92,153 votes, and the top job was his. 

The Torygraph was jubilant. Their failed journalist - once sacked for making up quotes - had finally landed the big one. 

If you believed the right-wing press, if you *really* believed this was the dawning of a golden age for Britain, I ask you now: why can’t I even get a McFlurry when you promised us sunlit uplands? 

Why did *your* man Johnson fuck off on his jollies to write his book while the rest of the world went into lockdown? 

“But we’re an island!” scream the apologists for Johnson’s killing regime. And? What do you think New Zealand is? Bordering Afghanistan? 

And I’ll ask you one more question, if you’ve managed to get this far without taking offence to being called a supporter of this Poundshop Trumpian flotilla of unpolished turds presenting themselves to you as a government. 

When you were believing the Rothermere’s, the Murdoch’s and the Barclay’s of this world - the mega-rich tax shy parasites - and their stories of sovereignty, rule Britannia and brilliant “Boris”, did you not do a quick background check to see if this ghastly ghoul was even remotely up to the job in hand? 

When Boris Johnson campaigned to be mayor of London he promised to literally eliminate rough sleeping in the capital by 2012. By the end of his tenure Boris Johnson DOUBLED rough sleeping in the capital. A quick background check, dear Tory voter, and you would know that too. But you don’t really give a shit, do you? 

Your supreme leader went on and “spaffed” £37 billion up the wall on a test and trace system that sent you 500 miles for a test, and had privately-sourced contract tracers working for £1,500 A DAY. 

Did I mention the 150,000 deaths? How many of those people didn’t need to die? The NHS is in a permanent state of crisis. The “winter crisis” is an all year long crisis. Can you remember the last time the waiting lists were this long? 

“But Covid”, I hear you say. 

The NHS was in this state long before that utterly unforgivable waste of DNA Johnson went round shaking hands with Coronavirus patients, shortly before requiring assistance with his own breathing.

Let’s have a quick natter about social care. 

Successive governments have failed to invest in social care provision, in fact, they have done the opposite, and while corporations were being offered the lowest corporation tax in the G7, social care was being drained of the vital investment that is needed to cope with an ageing population. 

So, back to Bullshit Johnson. He had a “clear plan” prepared. Not my words. His. 

How many of you actually believed Johnson when he said, this, word-for-word?

“My job is to protect you or your parents or grandparents from the fear of having to sell your home to pay for the costs of care.

“And so I am announcing now on the steps of Downing Street that we will fix the crisis in social care once and for all with a clear plan we have prepared. To give every older person the dignity and security they deserve.

“That is the work that begins immediately behind that black door.

“And though I am today building a great team of men and women, I will take personal responsibility for the change I want to see.” 

Two years, one month and a handful of days later and we find out the permafix solution to paying for social care will be to raise National Insurance. 

Are these wretched gangsters taking the piss? 

I’ve got a better idea. How about we introduce free personal care for older people? What about removing the distinction between health and care needs? A National Care Service ran by an adequately funded National Health Service? 

We could get really ‘radical’ and state that contracts for providing care will not be awarded to organisations that do not pay their fair share of taxes and do not meet the high standards of quality care that your loved ones deserve.

And what about providing care workers with paid travel time, access to training and the option to choose regular hours? And for the love of god, pay them a decent wage, unless you’re willing to do the work yourself for the same money. 

And best of all, get the super rich to pay for it. Call it a wealth tax if you like - I don’t particularly care - but raising National Insurance, something Boris Johnson pledged not to do, isn’t the answer to funding social care. 

Of course, my suggestions are seen as radical and unaffordable. There’s absolutely nothing radical about providing dignity for anyone that needs it, and it certainly isn’t unaffordable when we can afford £100 billion for a big train set, and double that for a few nukes that we’ll never use. 

That Corbyn fella suggested these things, and he was denounced as a national security risk and a supporter of terrorists, by his own MPs. 

If Boris Johnson suggested these things he would probably be in power for another eight years, particularly with this current opposition spending more time opposing socialists than Tories. 

If Boris Johnson fixes the social care crisis, without the need to tax ordinary people, I swear to you now, I will write a six hundred word article on why you should join the Conservative Party. I’ll go further than that. I will write a six hundred word article on why Keir Starmer could well turn out to be the next Clem Attlee. 

You are welcome to add your own things you would do if that useless pile of dog soiled grass cuttings manages to fix the social care crisis, because he won’t. 

Johnson is a serial failure, and he surrounds himself with equally inadequate, and nearly as untrustworthy failures such as Priti Hindley and beach bum Raab. How does a ex-Deutsche Bank Thatcherite ever end up as the Secretary of State for Health and Social Care anyway?

Did you know Mr Javid is a landlord? And did you know he voted against an amendment that sought to make rented homes fit for human habitation? 

That is how much Sajid Javid cares about the well-being of ordinary people.

Of course I want the government to find a solution to the social care crisis, but, this diabolical government's solution to a problem is usually as bad as the problem itself. 

Until next time, 

Rachael x

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