Thursday, 16 June 2011

Rule Britannia, Britannia Rule... Err... Not Much?



David Cameron has come in for some flak in recent months, that’s for sure. The fresh-faced originality of the coalition government, an unusual system for our country despite it being frequently used in the rest of European politics, has gradually been viewed with more and more suspicion. Nick Clegg has put on a lot of timber and become wholly unpopular within his own party after the Lib Dems’ popularity nosedived; I guess the difficulty of maintaining your party’s interests whilst being the P.M.’s whipping boy would make you comfort eat into oblivion. No one likes me anymore you say? Darling, another bar of Galaxy please. Cameron has been accused of sexism in the House of Commons and backtracking on key policy areas. It all seems a long way off from when they were cracking jokes in the No. 10 garden in front of journalists during the early days of the ‘Brokeback Coalition’.
But what is this I read in the paper? Cameron putting pressure on the International Olympic Committee to revoke around 1,000 tickets for London 2012 which were being gifted to the Libyan government... Despite the I.O.C.’s political independence, they’ve decided that considering the current unrest in Libya, giving their govt. fatcats V.I.P. boxes and champagne receptions would be a tad inappropriate. Here here.
Now, the hidden patriot within me wants to imagine that our Dave had a big role to play in this. However, I can’t really imagine him riding into the I.O.C. headquarters on a steed, draped in a British flag and a suit of armour, barking out verses of RUUULE BRITTANIA, can you? Now that WOULD be fun; and we know Boris Johnson would probs do it just for sh*$s and giggles, but I guess that’s why he’s not our Prime Minister... Yet.
Yet something all seems highly irrelevant about the whole issue, despite Dave’s forthright intervention, if that is the case. Many ordinary Londoners and Britons who missed out on tickets won’t get a look in with any of these additional 1,000 places. Would it not be refreshing if these were gifted to the public? Yet, the issue is one for the I.O.C., not our P.M., and they’ll decide who deserves to have the spare tickets. Which, inevitably, will mean that some lucky smartarse from Barclays or B.P. will be watching Usain Bolt kick ass’ with a big fat cigar and a trackside seat. When the Mayor of London, even BORIS, can’t secure a ticket for himself, what chance do we have?
Cest la vie, life goes on, and I’m not that fussed anyway. Some of the track events would be great to see, but I don’t really fancy standing outside in the rain watching some nameless foreign ‘athlete’ winning the gold medal in Archery.
But for once, just once, it’d be nice if those 1,000 tickets did go to the public; I may not want to watch the synchronised swimming, but there’s bound to be some daft eegit out there who does, and good luck to them. They’ll appreciate it a hell of a lot more than a trail of big business hangers on, I expect.
Rant outtt, G. x

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