Thursday, 22 November 2007

You Couldn't Make It Up....

Just a quick thought for today - or any day, in fact:

What professions could you live without? I mean, for example, if there were no brewers, we'd have no beer. But the world will still turn, we'd all be able to breathe etc etc. Same for lawyers, salesmen, website designers, PR folk, marketing guys, Girls Aloud, Steve Maclaren etc etc.

But what about nurses, fireman, butchers, bakers, food growers (but not food manufacturers - we'd all live just fine without ready made omelette's/mashed potato/tortoise vindaloo etc). But look in the papers - it's just these folks who are always being stuffed / underpaid / walked over and heavily legislated in one way other. And who is doing this? Mostly the people who, at the end (or indeed start) of the day, have no real use in terms of helping us live & breathe without dying of some disease / lack of rescue / starvation.

If you read a fantasy novel set in such a world, it'd never be believed....

All of this might help explain why there must be some relieved faces in the Govt Treasury Department (or whatever they are called this week). Just 24 hours after what has to be the biggest cock up in government terms since someone thought 45 minutes sounded a good time span, England United lose at football. And so media attention switches to the far more important subject of several men kicking a ball around (for 45 minutes at a time - is there a connection?). Or indeed patently not kicking a ball. So now the Gubbinsment can get back to whatever it is they were doing, whilst the media talks balls.

Given the enthusiasm these days for burying bad news, there is another twist. Is there, as I write this, a collection of PR folk (collective noun: A Spin) crying into their fizzy wine about how if only they had waited (another) 24 hours before breaking the news. Or did England actually lose a day earlier, in which case did the TV broadcast get held off deliberately to help cover up the story once it had broken? Oh, apparently the game was broadcast live, and we know the TV folks never cover anything up, don't we children....

I have an answer, of course. Put the footballers in charge of the country, and the politicians in charge of playing football. Result: We'd always win at football, because whatever the score it'd be made to look like we have won, or got the defeat we needed to suceed in the future. And the ex-football players? Well they'd all be so busy ordering their next Porsche Carbon-Emitters and womanising over barrels of champagne that in truth, there would be no-one running the country. So the rest of us can then get on with our lives in peace, and the world might just become a better place (although we'd have to watch out for the council wanting to adopt 6 monthly rubbish collections)...

I'd better mention beer quickly, just in case the revenue take offence and decide that this blog isn't a business tool. Knowing my luck though this blog will have a limit on how many words I can wri

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