Yes, when I was referring to "those at the top" it was a general grouping of vested interests looking out for their own rather than a specific attack on politicians. Of course politicians should be paid for the work they do but the "Revolving Door" works at many levels in many ways alongside the lobbying industry. My father, a diehard Labour supporter, used to defend Tony Blair by saying he could earn much more out of politics if chose to do so and that this was proof of his desire to do good works for society; but then my father never did understand power.
You could be onto something here, although there is now less secrecy!. Osborne announces significant reduction in Capital Gains Tax rates, and insignificant "dividend tax free personal allowance", in budgets, and now we are told that (not surprisingly, and entirely legitimately), he has a significant shareholding in the family firm and pays (quite correctly) tax on the dividend income. Somehow I don't think he can squeeze his shareholding into ISAs to eliminate a possible CGT tax bill should he want to sell the shares, even over quite a few years! Speaking of ISAs, it's laughable that the media and mob can make so much fuss over Cameron and his wife having owned and sold a £30K investment in the fund run by his Dad (quite legally) when that sum would fit neatly into a single year's ISA allowance for a married couple.
He has earned a lot out of politics. I wonder how much Tone costs for an evening of platitudes these days?
Blair is a good example of the alternative Revolving Door, first build your power base then cash in. There is nothing illegal about, just like tax avoidance really, everyone does it, it is a perfectly normal way to do business. Isn't it ?
Josef Locke - my old Dad (bless his soul) just loved Josef Locke's voice and I remember as a nipper my Dad carefully dusting off 78's and playing them on the great big Radiogram which was a beautiful highly polished Walnut wood and we were forbidden to even touch it! Great times - when families sat down and ate a lovely home cooked meal all together after switching off the television.We all knew our chores and didn't need to be asked or told
All we had, when I was a nipper, was a bare chassis radio and I can remember being fascinated by the glowing valves and my old man giving me a slap and warning me, " Don't bleeding touch it, it'll kill you".
