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  • Tips, backsheesh

    If you are in a hurry, and want to discover what prompted this post, then I suggest you cut to the final paragraph. I have always had a dislike of tipping. I first came across it in the 30s, when I discover that the father of a friend of mine was a floor manager in the Ritz hotel in London, and that the staff under him did not receive a wage, but indeed gave a percentage of their tips that they received to him. I also discovered around that time that the managers and owners of restaurants considered that the tips the waiters and waitresses received were part of their wages, and it was up to them to give the service to get the heavier tips. Recently I have seen relatively modern American films where anyone opening a door, closing it, or providing a simple service, stands about and waits to be tipped as a right. The logic of this is so amazingly stupid. If people are demanding the level of service that an upmarket hotel has to offer, and they wish to dress in their night attire and have a late supper in their suite or room, instead of having to dress up to go to the restaurant, the price for the meal and presumably the service, will be on their bill, so why should the waiter stand about for a tip for just bringing up a prepared meal in the lift? What is he paid for? Or like in the old days, has he to live on his tips?

    When I worked as an engineer supervising the laying of miles of steel and concrete pipes, I often would be dressed in a highly expensive, beautifully cut sweater, which my then son-in-law, an extremely successful professional golfer, had kindly given me from his vast store of freebies. It used to give me cynical amusement to realise that at the end of a day, when we, the combined force, consisting of the workmen, the Foreman and me, had achieved a laudable increase in productivity, that none of us received any recognition in any form, let alone goodies; while my son-in-law was eligible for freebies in a number of categories, because he was both successful and permanently on show. Nobody ever asked me how the job was going, but they were quick to ask me how my son-in-law was doing in the current tournament. It is no wonder that politics has slid quietly into sport.

    These thoughts all started because I was discovering that banks, of which some are partially now government-owned, in many cases are being bolstered by money from the Middle East. It seems only yesterday that there was the most frightful row because a plane manufacturer had, through traditional necessity, provided some of the Arab officials with what can only be termed baksheesh. As long ago as I remember, this was a recognized conduct in more than just the Middle East, but particularly there. I once had to turn away bottles of whisky and turkeys on Christmas Eve, delivered by a contractor, because we on the job were civil servants. I just wonder if these associations are going to create similar, national differences, in the approach to the conduct of business, and how the provision of oil will marry with these arrangements.

  • Stop bleating like sheep, and roar like a lion

    The other day I came across something I had written on Tuesday the 19th December 2006, entitled Crazy Mathematics, under Serious Stuff, with a forecast of the problems that would lead up to the credit crunch. I’m not stupid enough to think I’m original in my ideas and thoughts, even less do I think what I write in my blog is going to have any effect on those whom I am criticising. I believe that if I think it, thousands of other thoughtful people will be thinking of it too, but the problem really is that we have not got a concerted voice, and we don’t cross communicate enough. All some of us do, is what I do, I bleat repeatedly on deaf ears, instead of having the charisma to be able to say what I want to say on television, and so reach not only a vast proportion of the electorate, but the very people I am criticising. I have discovered that if people in authority don’t like the letters of complaint many think nothing of not acknowledging them, even if they are sent by recorded delivery.

    There are so many things that we all know that are wrong, today. For example why are, what I assume to be foreign nationals, standing or sitting on our streets begging? In another blog I wrote of a husband-and-wife team of English beggars, in the 30s, in Balham, who actually owned a terrace of houses, in a lower middle-class district of London. Why are there foreigners at traffic lights on the outer city roads trying to sell us local newspapers, and at times interfering with the flow of traffic?

    One example of a problem which I consider needs urgent reassessment, is the government housing programme. The surfaces of brown field sites will generally be hardened and in consequence the run-off at times of heavy rain will be considerable. This should be remedied or utilised. Today a high proportion of people are too busy to garden, they pave over their front gardens, to create parking space for the two or three cars, while at the same time saving work, and what their back gardens are like is anybody’s guess. Just because the design of the large blocks of flats in the 50s and 60s were a disaster, causing us to overstate the anti-social and deleterious environmental aspects, doesn’t mean that in this day and age, there are not a lot of people who would benefit from being able to purchase or better still rent a flat, rather than have the responsibility of a house with all that entails. Why, is the government proposing to build on green-field sites when there are still acres of paved areas unused? My reasoning is that it is considerably cheaper to plough up a green-field site, rather than have all the problems of dealing with the sewage and surface water drainage, hard surfaces and cables of a brown site, and government quietly forgets the long-term effects and costs of the loss in fields, trees and hedgerows that are so necessary to the maintenance of our environment. I would just draw your attention to one particular, there was panic recently when it was discovered that there were viruses and insects which were seriously affecting honey bee culture in England, and the worry was more to do with the failure of the fertilisation of commercial growing products, as it was the bees. Honey bees need flowering natural plants to survive, not those brought on in plastic tunnels. I believe green-field sites should be almost sacrosanct.

    I could go on listing my personal worries and objections, but until it becomes the voice of the people, where we have a central, neutral agency that would receive and can correlate, analyse, and broadcast the worries of those of us who are right to be concerned, and then pass on the more serious, more general deficiencies to Parliament, or some other representative organisation that has teeth, we will get other disasters like the credit crunch, and the imminent disaster of ID cards. Writing to the newspapers and even in blogs is to some extent a pointless occupation unless one has a name which is recognized.

  • Advertising

    Advertising I have written about advertising on a number of occasions, especially last May when I berated the advertisers for insulting our intelligence, because so many were using puppets to mouth their messages, for the sake of economy. I now find it very interesting that large companies are advertising more, and I personally believe the quality of the advertising has improved enormously in presentation, if not in content. A friend who works in the industry has confirmed the fact that advertising has increased. Clearly, it must increase sales, and firms are doing their best to combat the credit crunch, making their must-have message more upmarket and slick. But what I strongly object to in the case of television advertising, is that each advertisement can occupy anything from 30 seconds to a minute of my time, and it is generally only in the last five seconds I can confirm the product, all the rest has been some vague window-dressing, often totally abstruse.

    Advertising was very mild until about the 60s, which were times of change and the start of the boom and bust cycles. In those days people portrayed the value of their products in honest statements, but advertising is a notional industry, highly competitive, requiring a high degree of originality and inspirational thinking. The problem is that practically everything normal and reasonable has been done before, so breaking new ground in order to draw attention to a product or theory, is requiring more and more abstruse approaches, hence the puppets. The client really has very little say with respect to the advertisement and how his product is portrayed. He is totally in the hands of alleged specialists in the field, who would have you believe they understand the psychology of the buyer, so, having decided on the general approach, and the price, the advertising agency has a free hand to do its best, and the efficiency of the result is basically suck it and see.

    For years I have been watching advertisers trying to frighten us, with fears for our health in a number of scenarios, fears of losing our security through not having insurance, and worst of all, being chatted up by highly lauded celebrities, mainly from the television world, on products that they only have our experience of, and are not in themselves experts. I personally find this degrading the respect in which we used to hold them. I wonder if we’re sufficiently critical of advertising. For years I have been annoyed, by watching the quantity of disinfectant that actors pour down the pan of a WC to attack imaginary, and crudely, horrifically portrayed, germs. If the householder used all their detergents at that rate, they would be destitute in no time. Yesterday I accidentally watched an advertisement for a disinfectant. The cameo showed a number of children playing on an upright piano. The allegedly worried mother rushed in with a spray-can of disinfectant, made the children remove their hands, and sprayed half a can of disinfectant over the keys. Why she should have considered that the children were in such danger in this instance, while not considering that the constant use of this quantity of disinfectant would grunge the piano for all time, was beyond my reasoning, and especially how the manufacturer could have been inveigled into approving this travesty.

  • The bane of sophistication

    Sophistication is a two edged sword, on the one hand it has made our lives easier, and on the other it has complicated communication, information and misinformation, to such an extent that we are up to our knees in lies, half-truths, and manipulation. At one end we learn that we can communicate through music with the child in the womb, allegedly to the benefit of the child. At the other end, as a result of high-speed communication, and again manipulation, we find that we are no longer as secure as we had been given to believe. So how has this happened, and is it advancement or regression? The cause is a gigantic change in how some of us view honesty, how flexible the concept is, and if in fact, if we have any responsibility to others, or only to ourselves. Trust has gone out the window, and we are now, to our psychological disadvantage, almost totally sceptical of most information and communications, written or verbal. Today, possibly due to political manipulation, we constantly have change for the sake of change for some unknown advantage, causing disruption, cost and disillusion.
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    In the 20s and 30s life was nowhere near as soft as it is today, but one advantage was that we had trust, we trusted each other, we trusted those who served us in every field of our existence, and we trusted the prospects of our future. Communication was relatively slow, basic, and simple. It was all we needed, because we were not having to look over our shoulder, and suing or getting sued was not on our horizon. We didn’t have a plethora of advertisers bombarding us with exaggeration and implied half-truths. There was no need for the level of insurance that is offered today, quality was at a high level, products were reliable and repairable. Crime was negligible and the only insurance we generally took out, was a weekly contribution to the Hospital Savings Association, in order to pay the doctor. Today, without deep research, you haven’t a clue who you are insured with for anything. You make a claim, it is rejected because of the small print, so you decide to avoid that insurer, and years later you make another claim and discover that the company you are with, at some point was bought up by the company you eschewed, and that claim is denied in the small print also. This, unfortunately is the pattern in so many of our relationships and communications, even with government departments. The customer is no longer always right.

    Today we have reached a level of communication fraud, either electronic, or postal
    that is totally based on the easy access of personal information. There are few of us who can say we have never been duped. We get letters, apparently official, informing us of some crisis in our lives, or a vague opportunity, that demands instant attention, and involves cost. The demand holds sufficient personal information as to appear official and legal, and the unwary are sucked in to replying to some accommodation address, owned by someone on another continent, and they lose their money. Some politicians, with incredible influence, are not averse to lying to us, or making promises based on half-truths, sufficient to achieve their personal or political ends. Our homes in a high proportion of cases are barricaded, and the elderly are vulnerable to attack. The products we buy have a designed life in many cases, because we now live in a throwaway society, and it is not only the products we throwaway. This in turn asks another question, where do we go from here, up or down?

  • Can’t believe what I read and hear

    I can remember when we all believed what we read in the newspapers, what we were told on the radio, and what it was alleged the government was saying. The older I get the less I believe, and now I am in a state of total bemusement, because what I’m told, what I read, what the parliamentarians tell me on television, and the television presenter’s hammer at me at every news broadcast, seems to make no sense to me, or even to some of my brighter friends, from the evidence of our own eyes and experience.

    On Friday morning at ten o’clock I couldn’t find a parking space almost anywhere, and certainly not near the entrance to Tesco’s, and when I had selected my few paltry items, I had to queue to pay for them. I have some young friends and relatives who are self-employed, and telling me that they’re so busy, they’re looking forward to the Christmas break, and this is only November. Try and book a plumber, I understand that they are still finishing off building contracts. Those who frequent them tell me restaurants, the pubs, and even the banks seem to be functioning as they ever did. One of the things that we are being told, and seems to be borne out by the slackness in house turnovers, reduction in house prices, losses of jobs in estate agents, that I can prove, is all blamed on the fact that the banks are not lending money to one another and mortgages are like hens teeth. This fact is creating unnecessary hardship to small, apparently successful businesses, to allow them to expand, and we all know, in this new day and age, business either grows or goes under. Previously it was our house shortage that put up the prices to an unrealistic level. Now the prices are coming down, but people can’t get mortgages for the lower prices.

    So, if all these people seem to us to be spending all this money, and only the banks withdrawing lending facilities, except in exceptional cases, seem to affect, say 10%, where in hell is all the money going? I know from my point of view I have lost money because my shares have dropped and the dividends are small; why I’m not sure. But apart from that, I still run my car, eat well and even treat myself to a Scotch. Is it really true? Or is it just all talk? Are people being sacked unnecessarily? Are we to believe all that we are told on TV? At grass roots level it seems to be the reverse, there doesn’t seem to be a credit crunch, but the doom and gloom that people like the PM and Osborne are spreading is certainly having its effect. Is it any wonder I’m bemused?

    The other day I castigated Osborne for making frightening statements without giving the reasons of how he had arrived at them. So I think it would be very foolish of me to wander into the realms of supposition as to how we have arrived where we are, but merely to say someone somewhere knows it all in detail.

  • There are times to speak out, and times to be silent

    It is all right for a nonentity like me to speak his mind, there is a small audience, and in addition, you may not think it, but I’m careful in what I say and whom it can affect. The megaphone politics across the pond, damages more than it improves the thoughts of the electorate. It’s a barrage of short bursts of rhetoric, for political effect rather than to serve any other serious purpose. How much damage it will do in the long run will only be discovered when a new president has been in office for a while.

    George Osborne, the Shadow Chancellor, accused the PM of planning a spending splurge that will saddle two generations with debts. As far as I understand,. Osborne made no attempt to show the basis of these statements, and did nothing more than give some of us the impression that he was fighting the next election. The majority of us have been cut off at the knees by the sudden change in our fortunes, savings being taken from us, and the future, especially for the worst off, looking bleaker than it has for a long time. Anyone who has read my blog will know that I have little respect for the sagacity, the management capabilities, and the unbiased interest of a large proportion of our senior politicians. In this particular case, Osborne has done nothing but increase the depth of worry by adding more imponderables to the equation, which is already overloaded with worry, doubts and changes in circumstance.

    It is the responsibility of the opposition to oversee the conduct of the government and if necessary draw attention to any shortcomings, mismanagement, or irregularities. Westminster as a whole is the main controller of our destiny, and in these days of central government has an overpowering influence on our lives. This responsibility does not solely rest with the government in power, because ours is a democratic government. When the credit crunch started I pointed out that not only was the government responsible for not having policed the extravagances of the stock exchanges, it was also that of the opposition. Osborne, when he came to the conclusions that he is now professing, and trying to obtain Brownie points by making bald statements on television, should have set out carefully and in detail, his conclusions and the basis upon which he had arrived at them, and presented them to the government as a criticism of their policies. If, in fact, he has already done it, and the government rejected it, then I would have thought he would have taken every opportunity to say so. In his speech, I don’t believe there was any such reference, instead he has added to our worries, and increased doubts, without allowing us to have sufficient information that we can decide for ourselves what is the truth of the matter.

    High speed communication is responsible for things termed sound-bites, which I believe serve no useful purpose, give only a part of the problem or the solution, and are generally tossed off when a microphone is thrust forward, or there is a political axe to grind. Those responsible for the running of our country should think long and hard before they make statements concerning matters that are at the root of our existence. I have found time and again there has been an awful lot that we should have known about and we never heard, or read. It seems silence is selective.

  • More than one obscenity in the Jonathan Ross case

    For me, the cat is now out of the bag. I know it’s a silly phrase, but I have never really had time for celebrity worship, and have spent all my life totally unaware of their lifestyle until the silly business of Jonathan Ross’s indiscretion, minor in my view, which has been aired on the front pages of our press, and the headlines of the Internet news, for almost a week, when much more serious things were taking place in the world. The cat, as I call it, is the obscene salaries, not even just one off payments, the celebrities are clearly getting.

    The average tradesman, who is an expert in his field, probably earns about £20,000 a year, based on 200 working days, at 100 hundred pounds a day. professionals, with university degrees, start somewhere in the region of 30 to 40 thousand, and for most of them, their top limit will be about 150, 000, if they are very good and very lucky. So when I hear that an alleged comedian, whose humour is relatively basic, at times, by my standards, almost gutter, is going to be given somewhere in the region of a hundred thousand pounds for one appearance, I know the world has gone mad. As to his alleged ‘salary’ of 6 million a year, an average doctor or surgeon would only earn half of that in his lifetime.

    For some time I have been yammering on, on the blog, about the drop in the quality of what is offered on television, and the incredible number of repeats. The poor imports from America, the poor level and repetitious nature of the new, home-grown, material, which is often just a rehash of classical stories that we have heard and seen before, a prime example is the number of versions of Pride And Prejudice. Jonathan Ross can not be the only person receiving crazy pay, there must be hundreds of them, and we, the bemused public, are actually paying these salaries ourselves, in the advertising revenues extracted from the cost of products, our taxes helping to boost the BBC, and our licence fees. It had to come from somewhere. The question that always comes to my mind when I hear about people with their millions, is how the devil you can actually spend what’s left of 6 million after tax, on a yearly basis, and I bet, if you’re a millionaire, you can afford the best accountancy brains to keep as much as possible of the sick millions. On the basis of 6 million a year, some of the offshore banks must be groaning under the weight of celebrities’ savings, because surely they couldn’t spend it all. I just wonder if Mr Ross is 5,980,000 times as happy as I am?

    I rest my case

  • Switch off the limelight, get down to brass tacks

    Are you as disgusted with the theatre of Prime Minister’s Question Time, as I am? The body language, especially of David Cameron, when he leans on one elbow, almost as far as the dispatch box, screaming at Brown, makes me think of Playtime in an elementary school playground. All, or almost all of the children are trying to justify their existence, to the TV audience. So much of what the screaming is about is relatively unimportant, except to them, such as the contributions to, and behaviour of other members of the house.’ In this current period of severe distraction from our domestic problems to that of world finance, some of these exchangers we could well do without as they take us no further, just waste parliamentary time.

    This business of Obama spending upwards of 150 million to get into office raises that old hackneyed phrase, ‘there is no such thing as a free lunch’. Few if any of those contributions are given without underlying strings, and it clearly applies in all circumstances of today’s life. In this particular case the number of people involved must be huge, and where their influences and demands will take American politics, and consequently that of the world, is a $64 question. It is my firm belief, as we demand unbiased politics, we should be prepared to pay the costs of reasonable electioneering expenses, graded to be commensurate with the neutrally adjudged chances of outcome. I would suggest that a large proportion of the money donated, has actually been provided by the electorate, in its purchases and financial dealings, it had to come from somewhere. From the start, this proposal would stop so much bickering across the Chamber, and the subsequent feeding frenzy in the press. It would also, I would hope, provide a level playing field for the contestants at election time, and concentrate their minds on how best to use the relatively small amount of funds they would now have available. Those, assumed generous benefactors will be keeping their millions, and those parties who are not the flavour of the month might just have a better chance of being seen and heard.

  • It worries me, does it worry you ?

    We are all worried about something these days, but I have found one or two specifics strange enough to be worrying.

    It seems that to some extent we are joined at the hip with America and what happens there affects what happens here. The credit crunch has born this theory out. Therefore when you read that Obama, who could one day have serious influence in the world’s politics, is able at a time of colossal financial down turn, to spend an estimated $6 million on what is nothing more than one half hour’s political advertising across the US, and is part of over $150 million+ spent on electioneering, one can wonder whether he has anything worth selling. If he had, surely it would sell itself, with only a little persuasion. The USA really worries me, they have already marched us into two wars without sufficient planning, and, as a nation, they certainly don’t really warm to the Brits..

    We are constantly hearing how the government is making a total mess of budgeting, meeting its financial obligations in such areas as the Child Support Agency, legislating and then changing its mind, and failures in information technology, causing a wide ranging number of problems. We are now discovering that they have totally miscalculated the finances necessary to carry forward their theories on university training. Their solution is going to cause a wide amount of disruption over the next four years, irrespective of how it is handled. The grant system up to now, I am told by some students, is a shambles, with student debt rising. If they suddenly in midstream, start changing the rules, no one will know where they are. When on the one hand they are talking in trillions, and as the budget shortfall is alleged to be about 2 million, my own logic would suggest that no changes are made by cutbacks, but proposals be made for the future, so that individuals, can at least budget accurately, even if the government can’t.

    I am going to write from hindsight, and I hope with logical foresight. We are forever hearing about saving energy, road accidents, and the cost to the environment of driving of every sort. What I find incredible is that now we can find money in trillions not even billions, in spite of the fact that this has occurred because of blatant criminality and the lack of respect for others. Looking to the future, before we are out of the so-called down turn, I believe we should be seriously examining a total rethink of transport. I suspect that there will be a number of civil servants who will be relatively unemployed, in the logistics and engineering fields, through the downturn, and these people should be marshalled in such a way that information can be exchanged from every part of the land, correlated, new theories evolved, fed back into the areas to find the weaknesses, and finally produce a plan that may take years to implement, in stages, but will get us back to where we were before we lost all our railways. We must not continue with this one-man one-car business, the mummy run, and vast lorries hammering roads that were never designed for them. It is since I have been retired that I have discovered the relief of travelling by public transport, but once you’ have actually found the flaming thing, the problem is either you want to go where there is no route, or the service is so poor you are forced back on to the road as a driver..

  • The futility of war and terrorism

    In 1914 Germany went to war for its own aggrandisement, thousands died time and again and the overall death toll was in millions. That was a war to end all wars, but it wasn’t, and the next time the death toll was obscenely high, the largest proportion of which were civilians. Yesterday when the Paras returned from Afghanistan to their loved ones and the grieving widows and orphans, we had the Minister speaking on television, trying to justify the war in Afghanistan which the Russians couldn’t win, on a basis I believe to be fraudulent, in that he was suggesting that our troops were there to prevent terrorism in our country. The tragic death of a young aid worker merely because she was alleged to be promoting Christianity, was just as fraudulent, and underlined the fact that terrorism is more to do with excitement, money and criminality, than ideals. In Afghanistan heroin is the problem.

    When I make statements I believe in setting out the limits of my experience. I served as a home guard with the Grenadiers in Westminster blockhouses, in 1940, during the Blitz and then at 18 served as a sailor on Atlantic convoys, and I also served as a night-time, part-time policeman in Belfast at the height of the troubles in the 1970s. In retrospect I look upon the whole of those periods as a waste of the lives of the young people who were killed, and the rest of us who were standing guard on nothing, fighting shadows, and having very little to show for it in the long run, because within a short time the status quo is re-established, as Germany was back to being a severe power in Europe. Concerning terrorism in Northern Ireland, we are still having burnings, Molotov cocktails, kneecappings, murder, and all the other miserable aspects of terrorism, still, after 39 years.

    Wars and acts of terrorism stem from the egos of a very few. In the case of terrorism there is a sham justification put forward, but there is also a strong underlying element of pure criminality, murder, gang warfare, theft and money laundering. The unfortunate aspect of this is that the young are allowed to be drawn in, not for any altruistic reason, but the relatively safe, exciting adrenalin rush that they will get when they face up the police, while stoning and throwing Molotov cocktails at ambulances and fire tenders, in the certain knowledge that they can’t to be taken to book because of their age. One ruse of the terrorist is to use these children and their parents as a cloak from behind which they can shoot.

    If you add up the man-hours of patrolling, guarding, personal searching in offices and shops, the disruption of life from bombing and the use of fake bombs, the emotional and the physical damage to the innocents, and the families of the dead, and add into that the cost of repairing the bomb damage, there is no way you can justify terrorism, because at the end of it all there is little or no change. We, in Northern Ireland, know that if you think you have won through, It is only a mirage..