Bloody hell. I don’t know how he does it, but every time that Doctor Sir Liam Donaldson opens his gob, he seems to come out with something outlandishly stupid. And illiberal. And petty.

Latest effort: minimum prices for alcohol.

You may remember, last week the Scottish parliament decided, in its ignorance, that people were just too stupid to do what they wanted with their own bodies, and that they should be subjected to a minimum price for alcohol of around 40 pence per unit*. They decided to do this without changing the law or anything like that, because they’re a bunch of fuckers. But at least they have the country with the worst drinking habit in Great Britain to contend with.

Sir Liam does not have a problem (if you call it a problem; I don’t) on the same scale. But that’s not stopping him at all.

The government’s top medical adviser has drawn up plans for a minimum price for alcohol which would double the cost of some drinks in England.

Under the proposal from Sir Liam Donaldson, it has been reported that no drinks could be sold for less than 50 pence per unit of alcohol they contain.

So he’s decided that England should out puritanism the Scots on this issue. Because he too is a fucker.

I also like this bit from the article: Ministers are determined to tackle the problem of alcohol misuse, which impacts on health, crime and anti-social behaviour.

Of course ministers are determined. It’s because the Prime Minister is a puritanical fuckwit, who has as yet never resisted an urge to meddle. And because his government is populated by fuckwits who can never restrain themselves from appearing to do something about problems that aren’t problems. Because they’re the actual problem, and fixing that problem would involve them resigning to a padded cell somewhere.

And with that happy image in my head, I’m away to see if I can get a flight in. Ta-ra for now…

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* – The unit, as we all know, being that measured by thinking of a number, dividing it by 7.25, adding the 0, multiplying by pi and then turning around three times singing the national anthem of your choice. Well, obviously it’s not that, but try to get a sensible definition of it and see how far you get…