by Emsbabee
@ 2007-10-18 - 22:03:48
I'm in Kent for three days, wading through boatloads of asylum seeking boys, mostly Kurdish, mostly children, all being housed in a leaky hotel and given a bar of soap and a pair of flip flops to last them, oh, I dunno, the rest of their lives?
I am mildly pissed on wine bought with the company credit card. Just think how many flip flops we could have bought with that same amount. And we've both got executive suites. Why are we not housing these children in the Ramada Dover?
Ooh, there's just been a mighty informative programme on about immigration, which we've ignored. I'm sick of immigration. I'm sick of having to say 'no', or 'sorry' or 'tomorrow'. The system reeks. Goodnight.