A new branch of economics has been launched by the Daily Mail : Eugenomics. Under Eugenomics, most of The Mail’s readership are judged worthless and a burden on society. It’s interesting that The Mail choose to publish piece below rather like an accountant might make a business appraisal, in the third person as a study rather than an opinion piece. Somehow this normalises the underlying genocide that is being sold to the nation.

Kill your grandparents is the core message here … An upbeat presentation of The Final Solution from The Daily Maul without any doomsayers. However the cheery dispassionate article asks some difficult questions:

  1. How much are your parents and grandparents worth?
  2. Is life to be measured solely in economic terms?
  3. By the NHS formula COVID damage at £70 bn is three times less than current Brexit losses at > £200 bn
  4. Will you submit to the same spreadsheet analysis when you are old?
  5. How long will it be before Boris Johnson puts forward the herd immunity strategy disguised in a sugar coated phrase such as “the greater good”?

Strangely, this level of analysis has not been applied to Brexit by our Government, where a mathematical appraisal is more appropriate. We have already spent more on Brexit than all of our contributions to the EU and we have not even begun Brexit yet. It seems that The Daily Mail can account for the value of old people’s lives using Nazi styled economics but we cannot apply similar principles to young people’s livelihoods under Brexit.

Boycott The Daily Mail, Express and Sun if you find this awful. Ask your friends to do the same.

People moving out, people moving in
Why? Because of the color of their skin
Run, run, run but you sure can’t hide
An eye for an eye, a tooth for a tooth
Vote for me and I’ll set you free
Rap on, brother, rap on

Well, the only person talking about love thy brother is the preacher
And it seems nobody’s interested in learning but the teacher
Segregation, determination, demonstration, integration
Aggravation, humiliation, obligation to my nation

Ball of confusion
Oh yeah, that’s what the world is today
Woo, hey, hey

The sale of pills are at an all time high
Young folks walking round with their heads in the sky
The cities ablaze in the summer time
And oh, the beat goes on

Evolution, revolution, gun control, sound of soul
Shooting rockets to the moon, kids growing up too soon
Politicians say more taxes will solve everything
And the band played on

So, round and around and around we go
Where the world’s headed, said nobody knows
Oh, great Googamooga
Can’t you hear me talking to you?

Just a ball of confusion
Oh yeah, that’s what the world is today
Woo, hey, hey

Fear in the air, tension everywhere
Unemployment rising fast, the Beatles new record’s a gas
And the only safe place to live is on an Indian reservation
And the band played on

Eve of destruction, tax deduction, city inspectors, bill collectors
Mod clothes in demand, population out of hand, suicide, too many bills
Hippies moving to the hills, people all over the world are shouting
‘End the war’ and the band played on

Great Googamooga
Can’t you hear me talking to you?

It’s a ball of confusion
That’s what the world is today, hey, hey
Let me hear ya, let me hear ya, let me hear ya

Sayin’ ball of confusion
That’s what the world is today, hey, hey
Let me hear ya, let me hear ya
Let me hear ya, let me hear ya, let me hear ya
Sayin’ ball of confusion

Meanwhile, the anti-maskers are doing their best to kill their parents …

From Nigel Farridge, to Bobby Moore, 48-52, we knew the score …