In America there are two large gangs “The Bloods”and “The Cripps”, the one has gang colours of red and the other of blue. Over in the UK they have “The Bloody Useless” and “The Crapps”. The one having members that has blood that is blue and the other who would have us believe that their politics is red.
In the first instance we’ll shine our light on “THE his TORY BOYS” aka “The Sneaky Grinders” not to be confused with the Birmingham gang from a bygone age “The Peaky Blinders” for although the Brummies would cut the people they’d be fighting the Sneaky Grinders are cutting everyone, especially those unable to defend themselves. If cutting wasn’t enough it’s as if they wish to grind their victims into the ground, all this whilst telling them it’s for their own good.
Like a typical abuser (in this case an abuser of power) making their victims feel as if they have in someway been responsible for their fate when in fact they hadn’t. The sneaky bastards, they make hoodies look like “The Goodies”, their victims number counted in the thousands. Financially rich but morally bankrupt this gang are the scurge of the middle, working and benefit class.
We now turn our attention to the other gang that rules the nations capital, also causing havoc (as far afield as Falkirk). Their leader although looking quite placid has a ruthless streak, going from “Back bencher” to “Back Stabber” in a blink of an eye (the phrase “Red Ed” coined due to him being covered in his brothers blood). Although badly wounded his brother made his escape and has kept his distance ever since (entering into the witness projection scheme, once the perpetrator has been disposed of, the victim is elevated to their position). It’s for this reason why if you watch Ed he sometimes has a look on his face as if he’s looking into the distance, not for a brighter future or for a better tomorrow but for the return of his brother.
His trusted Lieutenant Ed (mess with me and I’ll kick you in the) Balls whose menacing stares conjure up memories of his predecessor and idol the one called Brown (who boomed and Busted) his way through the ranks.
Are we about to see the demise of these two master gangs, with the Tory Boys having their collars felt by their former mates of the Met and the Champagne Socialists losing their fizz having been bucked by their paymasters that is the Unions (in particular UNITE) who may now UNTIE the apron strings and hold on more firmly to the purse strings (leaving them laboured, politically and financially bankrupt).
