Denunciation

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Chuckles points to Ken Frost who points to Nanny:

Our old friends from the National Institute for Health and Care Excellence (NICE) are so worried about the over prescription of antibiotics, that they have instructed doctors to snoop on their colleagues in order to ensure they are not prescribing too many antibiotics.

Call me naive, but aside from this being an utterly disgraceful instruction, aren’t doctors meant to be competent, professional and qualified?

One comment in particular was to the point:

When I grew up in the 1950s and 1960s, being a grass or telling tales was a big no no.

Today, it seems everyone is watching everyone else and are being encouraged to grass on their fellow citizens. This was common during the time of Hitler in Germany and was also common during the dictatorship of Saddam Hussein.

I visited the old USSR during the early 1970s and I believe I saw the future of our nation there, as we go more and more down the road towards the EUSSR. There was massive overmanning within the state sector and most of the roles appeared to be watching others including watchers watching the watchers.

The UK is turning into a really nasty place and I fear for the kind of life my grandchildren and their children will come to see as the norm.

As you know, I was in Russia in the 90s and the most egregious aspects of this had disappeared but people still had their tales.

There was a principle of Denunciation, a formal method by which one made contact with the local branch office nestled in among the houses and yards with their children’s climbing frames and the rug-beating railings. One either popped along or else sent a letter.

Your neighbour might have done something truly dastardly such as singing a Beatles song in the bath or perhaps you just didn’t like him. If it was minor, he’d be paid a visit, as I was one day – though that was the woman next door being murdered.

If it was far more serious, such as suggesting socialism was not all it was cracked up to be, you might be visited at midnight by the occupants of the Black Moriah and that was you never seen again.

My landlord’s son told of a comment he made in a lesson one morning. He was marched into a spare room, to be joined by a Thought Police officer sometime later and he went through the rest of that day being reindoctrinated.

This is uncannily like our beloved Common Purpose’s thought control techniques, resulting in the sociopathic Pod People they are today.

There you are in convivial company with friends and you make an alcohol-fuelled remark. One person at that table is not amused and you receive a visit next evening.

Make no mistake, this is where we’re headed. We’re already increasingly alone, we don’t appreciate neighbours’ noise, neighbourliness is conspicuously absent. The preconditions are present.

4 comments for “Denunciation

  1. February 22, 2015 at 9:32 am

    and when we get there what a black black day it will be.
    Just a year after I left my ex my phone rang and the son of my old neighbour rang me to tell me his mum had died, she was just 53 I had known her for over 25 years and we had also been neighbours all that time.
    She once helped me when I was in a very bad state and we became firm friends, she had a dreadful time with a husband even more abusive than mine, and eventually became a serious alcoholic, nearly dying twice in the 2 years before I left. I spent a lot of time with her chatting with and caring for her, when her marriage finally broke down and her new boyfriend turned out to be worse than her husband, when he attempted to stab her I was there and we would cry together. By the time I left my husband she had kicked out the bf and was making a good recovery I was relieved the thought of leaving her behind was almost worse than leaving my daughter. When her son called me I was in total shock I had spoken to her just the week before and she seemed fine. But she had not told me she was to undergo a routine operation, she had the op and something was not right, she bled to death internally in her own home.
    I was heart broken and I often think if I had still been next door this would never have happened. I will never know if that’s true. But we need community we need to look out for each other but we need to do so respectfully and not intrusively in a dictatorial nannying way.

  2. Brightside Bob
    February 22, 2015 at 9:51 am

    Speaking of neighbours, why don’t dogs ever get laryngitis? 😥

  3. Viscount Rectum
    February 22, 2015 at 10:07 am

    That is a disgraceful thing to do, that is stabbing big Pharma in the back,cutting down on prescriptions this could cost them millions of taxpayers money worse than cutting benefits for the poor, but not to worry another epidemic round the corner, lets guess?, a new deadly strain of flu, more measles for the kids?, worse strain of Aids or a cure for gullibilitis would be even more deadly.

  4. Flyinthesky
    February 22, 2015 at 12:21 pm

    Doctors are already state sponsored spies and snitches so not much change there.
    The paradox to me is the more “socialist” we become, it’s been ongoing for decades, the more the “I’m alright jack” mentality pervades.
    The “we” perspective is declining and being replaced with the “me”

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