I really want to take a self indulgent moment and use this space to complain about people complaining. Because I'm sick of it.
Firstly, although I worry it somehow marks me out as anti-British, I'm sick of people complaining about the weather; but I'm ESPECIALLY sick of people complaining about people complaining about the weather. An inch of snow and the country collapses!
Oh dear. Look, while some parts of the country may have had a light splattering, other parts had significantly more than an inch of snow on Monday (as you might have seen from the photos) and this morning at least an inch fell in the half an hour between me opening the window and leaving the house this morning.We knew snow was coming!
Yes, we knew snow was coming. I don't remember anyone predicting the biggest snowfall in nearly twenty years. If we 'knew' that we were about to have snowstorms on this scale, it certainly wasn't on the weather reports that just said 'snow'.We should have prepared
Oh yeah, sure it'd nice to not have a massive salt shortage right now, but as my officemate pointed out: how much money and space would need to be set aside for freak conditions? If we had gritters and salt reserves aside of the scale we've needed in the last week, then you can pretty much guarantee that we'd all whine about the waste of resources. (I was particularly amused by the woman complaining about the extortionate London council taxes, as if they're all sitting of a vast mountain of money just asking
to be put aside to deal with weather.This means global warming is SHAM by those CAR HATING LIBERALS.
Oh for fuck's sake. STFU, read about the Gulf stream
and stop clinging so desperately to your hamburgers, 24 hour torrent server and four car families. They're not that important, really. You can live without them.
Don't get me wrong: we knew
this was coming, and we probably could
have been better prepared - the buses collapsing on Monday was appalling, but just because we remember weather like this, doesn't mean it's not a freak weather condition, and that it's reasonable to expect to be constantly prepared for an event that occurs once every eighteen years. It sucks that people couldn't get into work - that surgeries were cancelled and jobs put on hold, and the chaos in the South West this morning, but this is in general not a life-threatening weather disaster. Our lives have been minorly disrupted for a few days, we'll cope
. Meanwhile, the city looks bloody gorgeous and we're missing it.
And the other hot topic that I'm sick of people talking about is whether or not it's OK to fire someone when they refuse to apologise for saying a person 'looks like a gollywog'. And I'm sick of it, because I'm not even sure what the debate is about
. Five Chinese Crackers has a great post on the hypocrasy being exhibited by the Daily Hatemail
, which I can't be arsed to go into, but that's not what gets me.
What gets me is the whining and nitpicking of all the white folks who want to debate whether or not invoking the name of a doll designed and used historically to exoticise and mock the 'Other' should be offensive or enough to lose a job over and it's
political correctness gone mad!
And it gets me because it's shameless abuse of privilege, to be more upset about accusations of racism than by racism itself. It should be enough to say "you offended someone; apologise or lose your employment." But no, we have to delve into analysis over whether the offended party has the right to be offended at all. It makes me ashamed of the lot of us, to be honest.
OK, guys,we're all cold (except you southern hemisphere folks), we're all grouchy and blegh, and we all have SAD. But let's just take a second and stop being so damn bitchy? Thank you.