“Public policy is designed by spin doctors who aim to keep our heads below the water. The public good is not a consideration, and their self-serving agendas prevail over common sense.”
Marilyn Ferguson
Congratulations to the local Politburo for providing a contender for a BAFTA comedy award on behalf of Bradford. This would be pure gold were it not for the reality that these people control where I live. Watch it here.
As ever Hapless trots out the usual population stats like a robot as if the fact that we have more unemployable young people than most cities is some great positive.
A succession of back slappers funded by you and I read off the autocue, imploring us to believe them.
“Please keep us in a job! We’ll never get a wheeze like this again!”
I watched the whole two minutes with disbelief; just watch the fat bloke attempt a moon dance, what was he thinking?.
Honestly, I tried hard to really think of what this lot had done to improve my city. It seems a EU funded £30m paddling pool for the local winos is the sum of it whilst ten miles down the road another land appears.
But if you really want to promote a city centre, which idiot thought it a good idea to show people walking through litter strewn streets? Well done again…Leeds will be quaking.
Footnote
Just as I was about to press “Publish” came this story from the local rag aka Council Mouthpiece.
The Bradford district has been named ‘Emerging Destination of the Year 2018’ for Europe by tourist bible The Luxury Travel Guide.
So with such a good news story I wonder why the local censors have barred comments on the website? And here’s an early contender for quote of the year.
“…modern Bradford is a cosmopolitan city with a thousand stories to tell…”
Nurse!!!!
It Was Never Coming Home
Am I alone in breathing a sigh of relief that England got beat by a country with a population half that of London? We had such a young team everybody bleated as if a high octane game like football should be played by old men.
Let’s face facts? We beat Panama, a place where most England fans could not even place on the globe. We beat Tunisia which is a country full of waiters. And we scrambled past the drug crazed Colombians, beating only Sweden of any note. Meanwhile, we twice lost comfortably to Belgium.
So we played seven, won three, drew one (after ninety minutes) and lost three. Tell me that is nothing more than distinctly mid-table?
The Premier League is back in three weeks just in case you missed football at all? The richest – and most over-rated – league in world football will be back as if it had never been away.
Somehow, despite at last having a decent, knowledgeable and credible Englishman in charge, our national team remains far from the top table. Small wonder when the mostly foreign-owned clubs clinging to the Sky gravy train each year employ only 30% of players eligible for the national team.
At the very bottom levels of the game the picture is entirely different – see here – something those of us who spent decades hoofing it whilst avoiding all manner of debris on council pitches know only too well.
Trust me…it’s never coming home.
One Hundred Years Ago
A wonderful tale from yesteryear suggesting they knew how to deal with miscreants and scroats back then.
Arthur Pollard, aged 16, sheet metal worker of 17 Barrett Street, Shipley, and Leslie Albert Whitaker, aged 16, engineer, of 18 Springwood Avenue, Shipley, appeared at Bradford West Riding Police Court on Monday.
They were charged with breaking and entering the offices of George Dalton & Co, Wellcroft Mills, Shipley on 14th July and stealing five cigars and also with stealing £2 on 7th July from Mrs Verity of Avondale Buildings.
They were bound over and ordered to join the Navy.
If only.
The Bottomless Pit
Money is very tight, so we are constantly told. So how come the idiots in control of London Stadium – already a massive cost to the taxpayer – are free to blow a staggering £450,000 in search of a stadium sponsor?
Have a read here at this BBC piece which defies belief or does it? Only a year ago I came across the story of how £50m had been blown on a bridge that was never built.
Ultimately, somebody has to sign-off on these sums and yet we never hear of anyone being brought to task. Equally, a small well-connected minority are doing very nicely for doing sweet **** all.
Why Cricket Sold Itself To Sky
A familiar tale you may well recall but the finances of cricket have recently been examined in a study that should have CEOs up and down the country looking hard at the numbers – see here.
The new Sky deal runs from 2020-24 and is almost three times the previous deal annualised. It is hard not to make a direct comparison between football – commented on above – and the summer game.
At the top levels money rains down but by the time it flows to the very bottom it’s barely a trickle. Neither sport can survive long-term in this manner but how long before those at the top realise this?
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