From David Le Quesne.
I WRITE with reference to the current consultation on the cutting back of States spending.

It would seem that the Chief Executive, Bill Ogley, in the wake of possible staff cuts (if only) has roused his staff of chief officers to put their heads up and make themselves heard and thereby justify their worth.

None more so than our Medical Officer of Health, who in recent weeks has lain false claim once again that we are the world’s biggest drinkers. I am not sure where the figures came from, but I now see that Scotland is trying to lay claim to that vaunted title.

Why not compare like for like with, say, Bournemouth, Swansea, Cardiff or even Hereford? These are all similar populations and, like Jersey, not world economies.

Now, following the alarmist announcement just a year ago that we could expect many deaths from swine flu, we are told that overeating will see us off, or if that fails the greenhouse effect will either fry us to crisps or the rising sea levels will engulf us all save for Noah, who already has a boat to hand.

Wait … there is more. If we do not perish as predicted by our MOH, then we may all go by the way of asphyxiation from the emissions of the infernal internal combustion engine. That is in addition to the pariahs who still smoke (and, incidentally, provide great revenue to the exchequer, who I suppose pays the civil servants’ wages).

Me? Well, I am awaiting a plague of locusts. At least their arrival will save me clearing my garden, so I can sit and relax glass of wine in hand and await my fate.

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