Diary of an up and coming sociopath

It’s surprising. Since starting my job, I’ve received a Yahoo! branded bag, some mints, and a DVD (as part of Kelkoo’s secret santa.) All that, before I was even paid. Which I was, today. Yes, friends, I have purchase power once again. Mayhap I’ll be getting a bookcase, maybe even before the weekend is out. However, my bank account still has to survive tomorrow, wherein I will be attempting to do all of my christmas shopping, in central london, tomorrow. Not too sure how great an idea that is, really. I expect I’ll discover tomorrow.

However, life contains more things than work. Like the eBay treasure hunt. I don’t know why I bother, really. it’s absurdly difficult, and I don’t really have the time to spend on searching, because I’m at work. All those free iPods are going to go to students and the unemployed. Bastards. Speaking of the unemployed, though, I never got back to you about David Blunkett. Now there’s a crying shame. The man who brought you the concept of the wrongfully imprisoned having to pay back what it cost the state to keep them imprisoned has lost his job for some very ill defined reasons. Frankly, I don’t care what he did wrong, or if he did it wrong, or anything. The only true justice is that the papers ripped him to shreds when they got the chance, and that he’s now (hopefully) rotting in the dole queue.

Which leads me nicely into my next minirant, about public transport. I’ve lived in many places. Of those, the only place with a remotely decent bus service was Oxford. Never have I used buses so actually useful as those. However, they were quite expensive, and Oxford is tiny compared to most cities, so it’s not unreasonable that they’d have an almost useable system in place. London, however, is large. The tube system is impressive and mighty, and incredibly useable. However, I can’t help but feel, when people are being packed into the carriages like cattle, that someone should make some upgrades. The incredibly expensive and modern-looking jubilee line trains/station I use made me realise that it was no coincidence that this was the ne the parliamentry employees were likely to use, so, I propose a new set of rules to give the government initiatives credibility.

I the future I envisage, the members of the government don’t need to be held accountable for their actions, because they will hold themselves accountable. The home secretary must live off benefits in a council houes, the transport ministers have to use public transport to get places, the education ministers have to send their children to state schools, those in charge of health are treated by the NHS, and they’re all forced to watch only the BBC. I reckon that’d probably convince the people doing those jobs to buck up their ideas, and indeed, it’s probably stem the tide of wankers who are attempting to get those jobs. I am increasingly agreeing with the idea that those who want to rule are the people least suited to do it.