Death Party Hypocrite


Some of our national newspapers performed a public service the other week when they outed as a complete hypocrite - the woman behind the 'death party' celebrations for Margaret Thatcher.

Now the woman - Romany Blythe - was behind a Facebook campaign called 'The Witch is Dead' which attracted more than 5,000 members and called for demonstrations across the country on the day of the former Prime Minister's funeral.

A strange, rather infantile thing to do if you ask me - but it's a free country.

Romany also had some strong words to say about the fomer Iron Lady including these:

"I think Thatcher was a despot. She was cold, calculating and she knew exactly what she was doing.

I don't care about Thatcher, I didn't care about her dying, I don't care about celebrating her death. I care about the issues and I care about being able to mark that.

I am not interested in celebrating someone's death, I am interested that there is a whitewash of who she was, and that she is not made out to be some wonderful woman."

Which is fair enough since everyone is entitled to their view, but what the newspapers manged to expose that Romany availed herself of one of Margaret Thatcher's most controversial - and popular policies - the massive discounts available for people to buy their council houses.

Reportedly, Romany Blythe made a sizeable profit from Margaret Thatcher's right-to-buy scheme by purchasing her council house - in the London Borough of Islington. 

And not just any old profit it has to be said - because the 45-year-old drama teacher made a cool £150,000 - according to newspaper reports when she sold her Islington flat - just four years after buying it from the local council.

Now that's a net, tax-free profit of almost £40,000 a year - a great deal more than the average salary in the UK - perhaps a reflection of the 'something for nothing' society as Labour leader, Ed Miliband, might say.

All I can say is that with people like Romany providing the political opposition - Margaret Hilda Thatcher must be quietly laughing in her grave.

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