This is the diary of a man of our times. Any resemblance to anyone living is, of course, purely coincidental.
Sunday 4th September 2016
As an internationally recognised man of affairs, I of course
know what is going on. One might think that seeing America and China joining
the Paris global climate agreement is a good thing. Indeed it is. They have
done so because of ME !! They have seen my recent work in this field and
followed my example. For those not aware of my affairs (and why aren’t you?) I
have been responsible for the establishment of a magnificent new waste
recycling unit in my fiefdom. This has been greeted with unparalleled delight
by the serfs. These nations have seen what I have done and followed suit. What
a man I am.
I do like the railways, a fine source of income. First
class. I always liked Thomas the Tank and fancied being the Fat Controller (
although some might say the Big Man is more apt). It was only missing young
lady engines, who were a bit thin on the ground. Now what about a racy young
lady engine with digital controls – what name can we give her – Amtrak Alice or
Sophe the shunter – with a slightly older one, been through the mill, knocked
about a bit? Some action in the Fat Controller’s office over a desk full of
timetables. Mr Portillo won’t find that in his Bradshaws!
And yet. despite all my famous triumphs (I think the younger
generation say I’m amazeballs which is apt) , it appears that some of the serfs
are still questioning by eminence and greatness. How dare they! I cannot do any
wrong, they are beginning to annoy me. What do I do that is amiss? Yes, I do
require certain things for my needs and I should not have to dip into my pocket
to fund them. It is for the serfs to pay. I am the greatest modern family man
there is. My good example costs money. Of course I need breaks and holidays by
the sea and obviously somewhere to park my car at the airport not to mention
the air fare. How else can I function? Filey does not quite fit the bill for a
man of my esteem.
So my serfs, appreciate my greatness and part with your
money with gratitude – for you are paying for ME. It’s Sunday and I’m off to
church now, so that God can worship ME!
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