At Dover, the carnival barker howls, "Roll-up, roll-up, hand over your gold teeth. Grills in the bucket. Roll-up, Roll-up."

​Step right up, ladies and gentlemen, for the Grand Gala of Gross Assessment!

​But ask yourself, folks: where does the glitter go?

​It’s not going to back the currency—we kissed the Gold Standard goodbye in 1931! No, think of this as Labour’s Great Restocking Exercise. Old Gordon Brown practically gave away the nation's bullion for peanuts twenty years ago, and now the party is finally rectifying that largesse! They're clawing it back, ounce by ounce, from the pockets of the desperate to plug the hole in the ledger. It’s fiscal responsibility... the medieval way!

​But we don't keep it! Oh no, this is a Blowout Clearance Sale! Watch the magnificent trick of Economic Redistribution: we strip the assets from the refugees and pass the savings directly to you!

Why pay retail when you can bid on a bangle that travelled across the Mediterranean in a sock? It’s the Great British Upcycle: dragging gold from the mud to the middle class. We scrub off the salt water and hammer it down to a property developer in Surrey looking for a cut-price anniversary gift.

​It’s not cruelty, it’s commerce! The supply chain of sorrow is open for business—and everything must go!
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