By Imnokuffar- Bread and Circuses is a metaphor for a superficial means of appeasement. In respect of the Olympics it is a political and social means to gain public approval and a diversion.

The politicians seek to gain this approval not through excellent public service or even public policy but through diverting and distracting the populace from their every day concerns – but what happens when it is all over and the piper must be paid?

For the past three months we, as a nation have been carpet bombed with, what on the face of it is a form of patriotism.

This has taken the form of the incessant promotion of the Olympics and Para-Olympics that have provided another interest group – the disabled, to make their case for more, what are quaintly called ‘resources’ that they will not get once the this event is over.

Promises will be made only to be forgotten later.

In the 3 week run-up to the Para-Olympics it has become pretty apparent that all able-bodied people are considered to be somehow unaware/ignorant or actively opposed to the rights of the disabled.

This is obviously untrue but gives the chattering classes the excuse to show just how Politically Correct they are with regards to the rights of the disabled (or is non-able-bodied?).

And to look down their collective noses at those who are supposedly not as non-biased as they are – it is a form of self-congratulatory snobbery.

After this carpet bombing we had another 11 days of politicians, broadcasters, and self-opinionated twerps telling us how "Brilliant", "Wonderful", "Brave", “Superhuman” and any other superlative they could think of to describe the Para-Olympians and perhaps by association other minorities for putting with, as they supposedly do, discrimination of a different sort(s).

What these Snobs ignore is the current government’s attempts to put disabled people back to work by cutting their benefits – even when these people are overtly incapable of work.

Whilst it is true their may be shirkers and fraudsters amongst the disabled (as there are in any situation) the clear implication is that there are more of them amongst the disabled than elsewhere.

I do not see them pursuing that worthless piece of trash Anjem Choudhary and his many cohorts in the same way, but the disabled are in no position to riot or place bombs are they?

Even at the time of the start of these events I was sick and tired of it and I thought the crass, pathetic opening ceremonies of both were tasteless and awful.

I admire the courage and dedication of these disabled people as individuals and like most people have nothing against the disabled generally - why should I? And I utterly reject any notion that I or most people are inherently biased against them.

But a more telling point is the way this whole event was wrapped in a candy floss flag of saccharine Nationalism.

People were encouraged to wrap themselves in this flag whilst holding views that fly directly in the face of true Nationalist values.

They were encouraged to think that draping a flag around themselves or wearing a Union Jack T shirt made them more ‘British’. Whilst at the same time being unwitting witnesses to the wholesale transformation of our society into something totally un-British.
They were living in a virtual reality world provided by the media and encouraged by the politicians/others.

But with the added spice now that if we could just win more Gold Medals then this would signal a national rebirth of confidence and that the nation would suddenly start to pull out of the depression it is in. Industry will stage a rebirth, the balance of payments will be paid, the Banksters will be put in jail social problems would go away, the Health Service will be put right, the schools likewise, immigration will be curtailed and all will be right with the world.

And all this for a measly £17 billion – what a bargain!

he fact of the matter is that the problems will not go away but will continue to get worse and eventually, we may have to auction these expensive Gold, Silver and Bronze baubles in order to pay a fraction of our ever mounting deficit.

What happens when the Bread is gone and the Circus has left town?