Society

People, politics, tech, money, sport, work and entertainment all intertwine to make up today’s ever-changing, crazy, delightful and frustrating society. The majority of my second-hand-views are about life within our society and, with a left-of-centre stance, there’s bound to be something here that gets your goat. When it does, buy a bundle of tibs, donate one to my charity of choice, Stay Close to Neve, and get it off your chest with a retort – better out than in. Have fun, be good and keep at ‘em.

what’s it all about

…Alfie! A freeze in the basic and 30-hour working tax credit. A 10% reduction in claimable childcare costs. A freeze in the savings credit element of pension credit. A rise in the state pension age to 66. 60% off the budget for building affordable homes. Higher rents for social housing tenants. Massive uncertainty within the Public Sector both in terms of service provision and job security. A 15% reduction in daylight hours and rainwater to be rationed at source from 2012. OK, I made the last two up but you get the general picture that pain and grief is on the way in bucketfuls. But how do I know? If redundancy were imminent, or I was on incapacity benefit, or […]

pass the hanky

I’ve mixed feelings about The X Factor. I know I shouldn’t watch it, let alone enjoy it, but I do. Yep, I realise it’s low-brow, lowest common-denominator, car-crash TV that manipulates me wildly into believing it’s not all a huge set-up but I just can’t help myself. Come 7.30pm on any given Saturday I’m there salivating like a Pavlovian experiment, tuned in and ready to tuck in with, it would seem, most of the country. There’s no doubt the programme is cunningly crafted to create tension, drama and suspense and it can become thrillingly addictive. But I have one nagging doubt and it won’t go away. I worry that we are creating a generation that expects fame and fortune, success […]

mind the gap

In the earlier ‘vive le france’ article I posed the question of what would it take to immobilise the UK’s population into a unified and formidable force? And it’s one that I’m pleased to announce, I can now answer. Last week, the Twitterati and Facebookers forced the management of a multi-national company into defeat. This victory of democracy over autocracy was scored over the crucial, life-threatening and socially enhancing, question of the Gap logo, which the company’s management had the temerity to tweak. A little. Tens of thousands protested online and, within a blink of an eye, Gap backed down, reverting to the original logo. Phew. The lunatics truly are running the asylum. What on earth do the management think […]

vive le france

We’ve all heard the one about France being a great country apart from the fact that it’s full of the French but I like the French for one reason, and one reason alone. They love a good dispute and haven’t lost the ability to get off their Gallic backsides, march purposely down the closest rue and shake their fists at the powers that be. Viewed from across le manche, their current fury over the proposed pension reform is a little hard to get a grip on. They face the same economic crisis as all of us do and the same tightening of the belt is going to be necessary. But everything we accept with indifferent resignation and a shrug of the […]

learning not earning

Many of you will already know that I live in an isolated and privileged world where my household staff polish my rose-tinted spectacles daily whilst serving me lashings of 1940s life generously sprinkled with a liberal helping of Bevan’s idealistic philosophies (surely in this celebrity-chef-obsessed day and age it should be ‘drizzled’ with – ed?), but wasn’t there once a time, not so long ago, when higher education was seen as a social good, enriching our whole society, rather than merely enhancing an individual’s prospects for a greater salary? It was about learning not earning. Just a few short years ago it was at least billed as more about the UK producing a skilled, adept, intelligent and knowledgeable workforce, one which […]

one down, 108 to go

If there’s one thing we all learned from the last election it’s that if you claim you’re for everybody you end up being for nobody. All parties attempted to rally the nation, and especially middle England, with appeals for unity in the face of adversity but none succeeded enough to win a majority. To do that you obviously have to divide and conquer. Set your stall out for a group, a large enough group, woo them and you’ve a chance. Apparently the group everybody wants is the C1s. The C1s are lower-middle class, earning £20-40,000 and it’s these which kindly Thatcher and Major their victories, who defected to Blair and whom Cameron is now desperate to win back, lock, stock […]

ah, b’jesus

If you think we’ve got it bad spare a thought for the Irish. Following the banking collapse of 2008, people joked that the only difference between Iceland and Ireland was one letter and a few days. This, as it turns out, may well have been too kind! The Irish economy has been all but wrecked. The Celtic Tiger has witnessed its GDP fall by 17%, representing the deepest and swiftest contraction of any western economy since the Great Depression of the early 1930s. The Irish Government has revealed that the cost of bailing out its stricken financial sector will rise to the tune of £39bn, with some £25bn alone going to the lax lending and profligate Anglo Irish Bank. Supporting […]

time to blow the whistle

It was only a matter of time before I decided to have a rant about the celebrity obsessed society we have we cultivated and now dominates. The term celebrity derives from the noun celebrate, which officially refers to the act of engaging in festivities after success. Aha, therein lies the key. For someone to be regarded as even a minor celebrity there has to have been some level of success enjoyed beforehand. Undoubtedly, we all have our pet hates in terms of celebrity and one of mine is the boorish cult of the football celebrity. It would therefore come as no surprise for me to have a pop at the Rooneys and Terrys of this world but when one of […]

my heart bleeds

Poor Chris Moyles. Whilst no-one could condone the non-payment of his salary for eight weeks you have to question the scale and magnitude of said salary. He is one of the BBC’s highest-paid performers, with a salary touching £500,000 a year, approximately £42,000 per month. So, eighty grand down he whines and moans on-air and calls it a ‘massive eff you to me’. Why did it take him eight weeks? I suspect because he just didn’t notice it wasn’t there. The rest of us would have noticed our salaries not being paid within eight hours, and would have done something about it, pronto. Poor Chris Moyles plots and connives to get the sympathy vote as opposed to merely enquiring of […]

life as sport

Who won today? Cameron or Clegg? Coronation Street or Eastenders? Will Strictly knock X-Factor off the podium? Is the pope on a sticky wicket? Will the bankers score another own goal? Something has happened in recent years as the sports commentary and euphemism has become a metaphor for our entire society. It may be the fact that I invariably listen to BBC Five Live but the way I hear it every subject now appears to be discussed in an increasingly one dimensional manner – winners and losers. Tune into the media during a party conference, read an analysis of a televised debate, switch on for a review of the film you’ve just missed, and you’ll find the classic sports template: […]