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[Cross of Iron]

Medical advances

An Israeli doctor said,
'Medicine in my country is so advanced, we can
take a kidney out of one person, put it in another, and have him
looking for work in six weeks.'

A German doctor said,
'That's nothing! In Germany, we can take a lung out of one person, put it in another, and have him looking for work in four weeks.'

A Russian
doctor said,
'In my country medicine is so advanced, we can take half a
heart from one person, put it in another, and have them both looking
for work in two weeks.'

The English doctor, not to be outdone, said
'Hah!. We can take an arsehole out of Scotland, put him in 10 Downing Street and have half the country looking for work within twenty-four hours









Passport Application


Dear Minister,

I'm in the process of renewing my passport but I am at a total loss to
understand or believe the hoops I am being asked to jump through.

How is it that Bert Smith of T.V. Rentals Basingstoke has my address
and telephone number and knows that I bought a satellite dish from
them back in 1994, and yet, the Government is still asking me where I
was born and on what date?

How come that nice West African immigrant chappy who comes round every
Thursday night with his DVD rentals van can tell me every film or video
I have had out since he started his business up eleven years ago, yet
you still want me to remind you of my last three jobs, two of which were
with contractors working for the government?

How come the T.V. detector van can tell if my T.V. is on, what channel
I am watching and whether I have paid my licence or not, and yet if I
win the government run lottery, they have no idea I have won or where I
am and will keep the bloody money to themselves if I fail to claim in
good time.

Do you people do this by hand?
You have my birth date on numerous files you hold on me, including
the one with all the income tax forms I've filed for the past 30-odd
years. It's on my health insurance card, my driver's licence, on the last four
passports I've had, on all those stupid customs declaration forms I've
had to fill out before being allowed off the planes and boats over the
last 30 years, and all those insufferable census forms that are done
every ten years and the electoral registration forms I have to complete,
by law, every time our lords and masters are up for re-election.

Would somebody please take note, once and for all, I was born in
Maidenhead on the 4th of March 1957, my mother's name is Mary
her maiden name was Reynolds, my father's name is Robert, and
I'd be absolutely astounded if that ever changed between now and
the day I die!

I apologise Minister. I'm obviously not myself this morning.
But between you and me, I have simply had enough! You mail the
application to my house, then you ask me for my address.
What is going on? Do you have a gang of Neanderthals working there?

Look at my damn picture. Do I look like Bin Laden?
I don't want to activate the Fifth Reich for God's sake! I just want to go
and park my weary backside on a sunny, sandy beach for a couple of
week's well-earned rest away from all this crap.

Well, I have to go now, because I have to go to back to Salisbury and
get another copy of my birth certificate because you lost the last one.
AND to the tune of 60 quid! What a racket THAT is!! Would it be so
complicated to have all the services in the same spot to assist in
the issuance of a new passport the same day? But nooooo, that'd be
too damn easy and maybe make sense. You'd rather have us running
all over the place like chickens with our heads cut off, then find some
tosser to confirm that it's really me on the goddamn picture - you
know... the one where we're not allowed to smile in in case we look
as if we are enjoying the process!

Hey, you know why we can't smile? 'Cause we're totally jacked off!

I served in the armed forces for more than 25 years including over
ten years at the Ministry of Defence in London. I have had security
clearances which allowed me to sit in the Cabinet Office, five seats
away from the Prime Minister while he was being briefed on the first

Gulf War and I have been doing volunteer work for the British Red
Cross ever since I left the Services. However, I have to get someone
"important" to verify who I am -- you know, someone like my doctor...
who, before he got his medical degree 6 months ago WAS LIVING IN
PAKISTAN...



Yours sincerely,

An Irate British Citizen.