So my point proved
You can have a bad lifestyle and not be THAT burden.
Or you can live the perfect lifestyle and be THAT burden.
Fat people are not always the burden it appears Rudi !

the poor are denied helicopters, ferrari's, and super expensive bling. No problem with that. The wealthy are a small percentage of society. If princess margaret wanted to drink herself to death, that is her business. She is not likely to cost the NHS too much. I am sure that she didnt.

Let minimum booze pricing help to cut down on the worst excesses of the booze culture pervasive everywhere.

Kayla did Anfield & Old Trafford

But it isn't the state denying them these things.....and that's the point. It isn't for the state to dictate to the poor but not the rich....which is essentially the result of this.

It's forcing the powerless to follow your tune. If you have a problem with drink culture then ban strong alcohol and put limits on how much can be purchased by an individual......I wouldn't agree with that action but at least...if carried out correctly... it would affect everyone.

'Who are you and how did you get in here? I'm a locksmith. And, I'm a locksmith.' (Leslie Nielsen)

That's a bit of a strawman argument. The poor hjave access to transport - the functional basis of necessity of travel. Sure, rich people get to travel in oppulance, but the Number 31 or a Vauxhall viva is as good as a Ferrari in terms of functionality.

Minimum booze pricing won't help to 'cut down the booze culture', the UK has always had a booze culture, the whole thing now days isn't a patch on what it was like when I was a young man (well ok, it might be, but that's only because of ecstasy).

End of the working day, people have earned the right to kick back, relax and do what ever the f**k they like with their bodies, providing its consensual.

This health Nazism is just boring. F**k jogging and healthy lifestyles, so you can reach a ripe old age s**ting yourself in some bland room, your kids have locked you up in, trying to remember your f**king name.

Live, love and do the things that make you happy, because you'll soon be too old, or too dead.

Drink, smoke f**k, drug, dance, stick carrots up you bum whilst wearing a leather mask, have carrots stuck up your bum by someone wearing a mask. Its no ones business - just make sure you do things that make you happy and bring you pleasure.

Don't we steal enough time and pleasure from people by making them work 7.5 hours a day to pay for their health care, now we're going to say don't f**king enjoy your life either.

If you like running and eating healthy, fine - good on you - but lets not turn into a nation that insists that there is only one permissible route to happiness and life, as dictated by this group or that.

I thought we started to get away from that s**t in the sixties by breaking with the nonsense of morality laws and the idea of forcing people to be more 'Christian'.

If you like jogging, eating sensibly, and a nice work out at the gym, and drinking in moderation - then good on you. That's not me. I'm happy to pay tax that will provide for all those extra years you'll have on the planet over me, in that care home.

I'm unhealthy, and I've had a great f**king life. Drugs, sex, booze, smoking, reading books whilst other people played sports, I stayed up all night dancing with wrecked mong faces. No regrets.

"One Nation Under God, has turned into One Nation Under the Influence of One Drug"
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We are living in a era where we have so many competing options for our time.....I like a computer game, playing around with music recording using Sonar....You can even order your shopping delivered online.....sodding bookclubs...online....beam me up Scotty for totty.

For generations like my old Granddad, who died when I was a teenager, it was drink, tv, cinema, books and socialising....God knows that he would have thought of what exists now....computers were running on tape reels.

Those of us who grew up as children in that era caught the last coat tails of that....now, if you are lucky enough to have access to an income where there is more coming in than going out you have the world on a stick...a USB stick....or maybe just your p*** on a USB stick.

All given to us by the digital application of logic....from maths worked out hundreds of years previously....themselves intellectual giants standing on the shoulders of the giants before.

Speaking of logic...it gives me an excuse to link to the 'logical song' by Supertramp....with a video that provides a glimpse from that childhood era.

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I'll forgive them for the blatant lifting of Dylan's 'lyrics on paper' idea.

Edited by Stirlingsays (18 Nov 2017 10.47am)

'Who are you and how did you get in here? I'm a locksmith. And, I'm a locksmith.' (Leslie Nielsen)

Kids these days will never know the magic of hedge p*** or the 10th generation p*** video that's barely more than overcoloured blurs of flesh or that p*** needed to be watched sequentially and if you were lucky you had access to maybe one or two videos.

"One Nation Under God, has turned into One Nation Under the Influence of One Drug"
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