Aren\’t we lucky, lucky, people to be ruled over by such scum?

More than half the Iraqi interpreters who applied to come to live in Britain have had their applications rejected, drawing accusations that the Government is “wriggling out” of its promise to help former Iraqi employees.

The Times has learnt that 125 of the 200 interpreters who took up the offer to resettle in Britain have failed to meet the strict criteria laid down for eligibility.

The revelation challenges Gordon Brown’s pledge in August that the Government would fulfil its “duty of care” to those who had served with British troops.

In three cases seen by The Times, former Iraqi employees were told that they were ineligible because of “absenteeism”.

"Absenteeism"….otherwise known as fleeing for your life.

Safa, 28, one of the rejected interpreters who worked for the British for more than two years, received a letter from the Locally Employed Staff Assistance Office in Basra which said: “We have considered your case very carefully but we are sorry to inform you that, because your service with the British Forces was terminated for absence, you do not meet the minimum employment criteria for this scheme.”

Safa told The Times that he had never resigned but had been forced to stop working after receiving two bullets and a written death threat at his house in Basra in April. Married with one child, he said that he was advised by an army liaison officer and intelligence officials to stay at home until he felt safe.

Brain dead, immoral, scum.

The MoD yesterday insisted that if an Iraqi could prove that he had been absent from work because of intimidation, then he would still be considered. But it emerged that those who have now been turned down for British residency have no right of appeal.

I think I want to vomit.

Remember, this is the shower of shits who insist that you have a moral duty to pay taxes so as to pay their wages.

So which method should we use? The Cauldron seems appropriate.


6 thoughts on “Scum”

  1. I think the boiling alive one. Let’s see if that old story about the frog and boiling water is true (you know, the “fact” used as an analogy to how New Labour is incrementally taking away our freedoms). Oh, I can taste the irony already.

  2. Think sustainable, people.

    Let’s toss all the useless bastards into a furnace and get them to generate a bit of power. What’s more, one could raffle off the right to push them in. Someone like Charles Clarke would go to the furnace with a big smile on his face, smugly satisfied that he fetched more money than Peter Twat Hain or the Militosser, and, of course, knowing that he’s ugly, fat carcass must have a much larger calorific value than his skinny colleagues. Although, Hain’s fake tan is probably highly inflammable.

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