Sorry should have been political one's instead of "religious one's", not
that it matters as they are deaf to reason.

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A classic response.  Scarry!

Leonard <leo30@hotmail.com> wrote in news:432f4064$0$11761$5a62ac22@per-
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Give 'em hell, Leo. (They won't listen....)

L.

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Devil made me do it

 Bill

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By Andrew Gimson
(Filed: 29/09/2005)
Heckler's arrest was a most unBritish sight
The Blairite regime yesterday moved to defend itself against the growing
threat of insurrection in Brighton.
Walter Wolfgang is asked to leave during Jack Straw's speech
Sources close to the regime pointed out that because the city begins
with "B" and lies in the southern part of the country, there is a clear
danger that it could become "a second Basra", with relations between the
occupying forces and the locals taking a sudden turn for the worse.
Blairite commanders decided that the time had come for a "show of
strength" which would demonstrate once and for all that they would
tolerate no acts of defiance within the Brighton Centre - the brutish
Sixties building where Blairites have been preaching the virtues of
democracy to a sceptical audience of socialists.
Security forces swooped on a woman who was trying to bring a bag of
sweets into the hall and ordered her to leave it outside. A steward said
there was a clear danger that Blairite speakers could find themselves
pelted with confectionery. There was also a longer-term risk that
excessive consumption of sweets could render the regime toothless.
But the raid backfired when the woman mounted the rostrum and after,
introducing herself as Eileen Bennett, of the Amicus trade union, said:
"Conference, I'd like to know why we've been stopped bringing a bag of
sweets into conference. It seems to be bureaucracy gone mad."
This was one of the shortest speeches all week, and one of the most
effective.
"Gone mad" is a hackneyed expression, but it is also an accurate
description of the oppressive and petty-minded approach to security
taken at the Labour conference.
Worse was to come. Jack Straw rose to speak on foreign affairs. Mr Straw
is a minor member of the regime. He is Foreign Secretary, which means
that his influence over foreign policy is far less than that of the
advisers who lounge about on sofas in 10 Downing Street.
When the Blairite regime is overthrown Mr Straw will be able to say he
was only obeying orders. Yesterday he had reached a passage in which he
was parroting his master's justification for the occupation of Iraq: "We
are in Iraq for one reason only - to help the elected Iraqi government
build a secure, democratic and stable nation."
There came a cry from the back of the hall: "That's a lie and you know
it."
A dozen rows behind where I was sitting, I saw a protester bundled
quickly out of the hall, shouting something like "Leave him alone". A
second man, with white hair, was being dragged towards the exit by a
large steward. The old man held to his seat before yielding to superior
force.
It was a most unpleasant, one might say unBritish, sight. One could
imagine something of the sort happening in Nazi Germany when a bunch of
thugs had taken over the show. The British understanding of democracy
surely includes the right to heckle the Jacks in Office, not to mention
the Jacks in the Foreign Office, who presume to lecture us.
Mr Straw's speeches are extraordinarily dull, filled as they are with
slippery and mendacious justifications for dubious transactions. When he
is interviewed listeners reach in their millions for the off-switch. But
the Foreign Secretary ploughed on to the three-quarters-empty hall,
perhaps unaware that someone had tried to enliven his oration by doing
him the honour of challenging him.
The Blairite regime has suffered a disaster in its battle for hearts and
minds. Last night it was loading its possessions into armour-plated
limousines and preparing to abandon Brighton.