Liam's Cunning Plan.

Due to constant bleating by NHS managers who fear their days of troughing may be over:

Professor Sir Liam Donaldson will tomorrow recommend a ban on drinks being sold for less than 50p per alcoholic unit when he delivers his annual report on the state of the nation’s health.

The move would be welcomed by many medical professionals, with alcohol-related illnesses costing the NHS £3 billion a year. Some 400,000 people are admitted to hospital each year with drink-related problems, including 1,000 children below the age of 14.

However

Many Labour MPs are also likely to argue that it would not be in the party’s interests to alienate voters who are responsible drinkers by introducing huge price hikes, especially when households are already struggling to make ends meet because of the recession.

And, From The Telegraph George Pitcher says:

The wonderful news to which I refer and which sparked all this self-improving joie de vivre is that a report from the House of Commons' select committee on health confirms that the Government has wasted billions of pounds of taxpayers' money on unresearched "initiatives" that amount to "little more than propaganda". Humungous sums of our money have been sprayed about on "ineffective and possibly damaging" interventions to try to forceministerially approved lifestyles on us, without "even basic calculations" about the supposed benefits.

No mincing of words here; this is a 100-per-cent-beef, full-fat parliamentary condemnation of the dozen years we've had to put up with the busy-bodying sanctimony of the Government's whey-faced health determinists, as they intone gravely that they are improving the nation's health. Now it turns out that the policies have been 100-per-cent-bull, from the fully-fatuous Department of Health.

Liam, why don't you just do one?

The sale of Anti-Depressants to the NHS will sky rocket you twat.

Fuck off and lose some weight before you lecture the rest of us on how to be miserable at our own expense.

Get your nose out of the trough and sod off to that joyless dream life you long for and leave us alone.