Tuesday 21 July 2009

Swine Flu

Well, the end of the world is nigh........I don't think so. Whilst I fully appreciate what the medical institutes and authorities are trying to achieve, I have to say that a lot of what is being reported in the media is quite frankly making a laughing stock of things and making a lot of people react in ways which go against the advice that has been given, which I will allude to further in this rant.

So where do I start, well.........the mass hysteria that the media generates. Whilst I am not David Icke and don't believe Rupert Murdoch is a Lizard, I do believe the media have a bit of a field day, they did it with the Sars virus in China and are doing it now with Swine Flu. Massive headlines such as Death Toll reaches double figures - Deaths double in 2 weeks - Youngest Person Dies of Swine Flu etc, etc - The headlines are the hook because when you read the articles it suddenly becomes uninteresting as the story is never as sensational as the headline because you find out that the death toll has reached 10 out of a possible 6 billion, which is far less than the amount of people who would have been killed in a car crash that particular day which total 42000 a year.

The problem with the headline hooks is that most people don't bother reading beyond the headline and suddenly become obsesses by these wild, sensational headlines and next thing you know, there a people walking around looking like Surgeons fresh out of the operating theatre, wearing masks and gloves to prevent them from catching anything. Sadly, there seems to by a high population who also cant read, who listen to all the deaths reported and then in turn start to spread the word through the medium of 'Chinese Whispers' with school playgrounds being the breeding ground. Here is an example.

  • Jean reads the Sun headline that 5 people have died with Swine Flu
  • In the time it takes her to walk to school in her own head this has risen to 10
  • She tells Becky, its 10 who is in shock, has only heard 10 as 20 and proceeds to call her family to spread the gossip.
  • Becky's family hear it as 50 and that Becky's daughter has it and she is growing a pigs snout.
  • They quarantine the family and all are ordered to wear masks, like Michael Jackson's kids.
  • They put 2 and 2 together and decide that bacon, pork and sausages are the evil food which is generating this and banish this from their menu and diets.
  • This is discussed with everyone in the local butchers who then boycott the butcher who has to close down.
  • The butcher stops ordering pork much to the dismay of the local farmer.
  • And so on and so on before all of a sudden - Everyone is confined to their house, Tesco launch shop to your door through slides directly to your door so you don't have to leave to purchase food, Pigs become extinct, Farmers go on the rampage leaving their cattle to roam the streets which are now like a scene out of I am Legend...........etc, etc and all this because Jean read the Sun.

OK, OK, so I have just exaggerated, however only slightly, this is genuinely how the conversations around swine flu are progressing every day.

The Government are trying to release messages through the media, all with good intentions, however, they are being masked by the sensationalized headlines and reports meaning people are not taking heed and doing the complete opposite as witnessed first hand when I went to the doctors this afternoon.

People are now turning up at the doctors with false ailments just so they are seen by the doctor to get signed off and continue to claim their benefits, people are being turned away hand over fist for even walking in with cold or flu like symptoms, it was like a scene out of Saving Private Ryan, only with people in tracksuits rather than army fatigues and gold sovereign necklaces rather than dog tags.

I'm sure the fad will pass, Tamiflu will become the newly used medical term that everybody knows similar to the metatarsal break through with David Beckham, masks will become the new cat walk choice and we will all be gearing ourselves up for Dolphin Flu by 2012 Olympics caused by dodgy Tuna Tins sold by Aldi - Cant wait for the headlines..........

Tuesday 14 July 2009

Transpennine Distress

Well, what can I say about the Transpennine Express or Distress as I like to call it. Its quite possibly the worst train in the world and I'm including the trains we have all seen in India as part of the Railway Children documentary. The Manchester to Newcastle return trip is just dreadful.

Not only is it dreadful, but the people who represent the company make the journey that extra bit special by adding to the depression.

Whilst this is my overall opinion, I actually enjoyed my recent 5am train to Newcastle on 13th July. I sat in front of 2 people who appeared to be Lawyers or Solicitors who were working on a Murder case - This certainly made the journey a pleasant one as the intrigue behind their deliberations, their thoughts and framework of questions they were mulling over increased and got me hooked, at least until they got off at York that is.

However the journey then perked up again when I suddenly realised that I had Superman hearing as if I had tuned my ears into everything that was going on around me and this amazed me. It amazed me as I was absolutely shocked at what some people share in public, whether on amobile phone, in conversation with people next to them and in most parts its not discreetly.

Here is an insight into what I heard:

  • I heard a young ladies full credit card number, expiry date, name and security code as she booked something over the phone.
  • I leant how much a lady who really should have been passed this type of activity enjoyed her Oral sex last night through her school girl giggles.
  • A businessman sharing sales information and numbers which he said was not to go any further until they had released their numbers to the city, yet it was clear who he worked for, its was clear they were struggling and he openly talked about redundancies and how this would affect all areas of the country. All this information was supposed to be confidential - However, I know at least 3 people who work for the company he was talking about and I'm sure most of you would know at least one person who worked for the company.
  • There is of course the Murder Case I heard details of, however, the lawyers had more sense than to mention names and were quite professional, however, this was still very interesting.

There were many more little insights into the people I heard but will stick with the above, it certainly kept me occupied. So next time your on a train, sit back, relax, and zone in on your hearing it will make any Transpennine express journey much more enjoyable and you'll be amazed at what you hear and learn about complete strangers, it certainly made up for me forgetting my Ipod.

Saturday 11 July 2009

Part 1 - NUFC

Well this is my first entry into the world of blogging. I aim to pick out some themes as I progress and in my own style rant about them on my blogs as well as updating on the ups and downs in my life in a tongue in cheek manner so hope you will enjoy whats to come.

The first topic I will be blogging on is the shambles that is Newcastle United, a team I have supported for 24 years. I've seen it go through the motions and have detailed a brief history of those the stages below.

  • A badly run football club (Mckeag era) to
  • An exciting team to watch (Keegan Part 1 as manager)
  • A well run business and growing (Freddie Fletcher and John Hall)
  • World Record Holders for highest Transfer fee paid (Alan Shearer 15 million 1996
  • Business side of the club takes a turn for the worst (Freddie Fletcher leaves) boring team and wheels falling off (Keegan leaves, Dalglish and Gullit break things and John Hall departs)
  • The beginning of the end - Part 1 (Fat Freddy takes control)
  • Arise Sir Bobby (Bobby brings back the good times)
  • Murderer (Fat Freddy Sacks Sir Bobby 5 games into the season, he's never looked the same since.)
  • Things start to go badly wrong (Souness, Roeder and Allardyce appointed)
  • Light at the end of the tunnel (Rumours of a takeover)
  • The beginning of the end - Part 2 (Mike Ashley buys the club)
  • 52000 sent to sleep (Allardyce bores the pants of everyone and gets sacked)
  • Special K returns (Ashley pulls off the unthinkable)
  • The Cereal (Special K) Leaver does it again (King Kev leaves)
  • Downhill Spiral (No leadership, No ownership, No communication)
  • Game Over (Kinnear appointed)
  • Heart Attack (Kinnear in hospital)
  • SAS (Shearer returns to try and save things)
  • Heartbeat (Whilst results aren't changing the good feeling is back)
  • Relegation (We are down and down without a fight)
  • Appointment..........................
  • Takeover..................................
  • I'm selling up...................................
  • Takeover.............................................
  • ??????????????????????????????????

The years since the departure of Sir Bobby have been nothing but a disaster and got me thinking. Football clubs are classed as Businesses now so if that's the case, I am therefore a customer and an investor.

In 24 years the business I have invested in and been a customer of has quite frankly delivered nothing in terms of a return on my investment and in terms of my customer experience or Customer Satisfaction it has been zero and for some time. Maybe its time to complain and see if I will be treated like customers do, up and down the country and receive refunds, or gesture's of goodwill and if not I'll go to watchdog to do something about it, I'm sure 52000 others would do the same................................

Importantly, unlike a business, where customers move to competitors, better performing companies or cheaper options, with football you just don't do it. I'll be back next season to add another chapter to the woes mentioned above and despite the disappointment and angst on the surface, deep down there is an excitement and an enjoyment to still see 11 people walk out on the pitch and represent Newcastle United whether they care as much as I do or not, there is nothing that will take that away.

So come 5.30 on Saturday the 8th August I'll be there standing proud and shouting loud and to coin a well used phrase, I would love it if we beat them, love it.