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Hearing the grass grow

grass roots and daisies

I am not often moved to comment on sex, religion or politics though when the spirit stirs, the tongue feels compelled.

As the world knows we in the UK have just had our General election (and some local ones too) and what a mess of potage the whole thing has turned out to be:

– polls with predictions more inaccurate than our weather forecasts. Both use computer modelling which are by their very nature biased by the data that is input. Whilst one cannot change the outcome of isobars the other seems intended to move the ‘don’t knows’ into the ‘everyone is voting for this party so you might as well do the same’ camp. From the results, it would seeem that this social nudging turned out to be like the proverbial water on ducks.

– and then there was denial in the face of evidence to the contrary – as  the Big Brother Corporatation with its own particular single-minded agenda could not comprehend the exit polls nor report it with any clarity

-but most sickening of all are surely the juvenile tactics:-

  • party leaders out competing each other on how many kitchens they did or did not have and pumping themselves up with pseudo gusto for a camapign they were already tired of
  • manifesto writing in stone, like Moses coming down from the mountain (when it was more akin to Daniel with the writing already on the wall “Mene, Mene”)
  • midnight visits to a rabid celebrity for the popularity vote and somewhat viscious sniping north and south of the border

The results shocked the pundits but not the voting public – there is much talk of getting back to grass roots but little taste for hearing how the grass actually grows outside of academia, the stock exchange or ivory towers.

If we had a keen vision and feeling of all ordinary human life, it would be like hearing the grass grow and the squirrel’s heart beat, and we should die of that roar which lies on the other side of silence. As it is, the quickest of us walk about well wadded with stupidity. (MiddleMarch – George Eliot)

As for me, I escaped the furore with a postal vote and a trek through the Segovia region with a donkey – no grass grew under my feet! [Intend to join Jo’s Monday walk with a post on my adventure before long]

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6 thoughts on “Hearing the grass grow

  1. Bravo! That Middlemarch quote is simply superb and sums it up beautifully. 🙂 Love your new and elegant look, Laura. I came scurrying because I thought it was a walk link and I’m just about to start penning tomorrow’s. Hoorah to hear that I shall soon have the company of a donkey 🙂
    I was in Poland so I escaped the worst and postal voted too. Many thanks for the link. See you soon.

  2. Hi Laura I wonder how much the recent changes to ‘individual’ voting registration applications actually made to the outcome of the election , or the wild predictions; the expected swings and roundabouts!

    Even University Students needed to be proactive ( and who may or may not have been) in order to register their right to vote, having once upon a time been automatically included and encouraged to do so , like everyone else, through their institution or householder.

    It is hard to know or guess how much this new routine affected the rest of the population and whether or not anyone actually bothered about registering; or who cared passionately enough to do so. So it was always going to be hard to predict, always a surprise as to what would happen – when comparing ‘the new now’ with whatever old data was available to the predicting researchers etc and how they used it- biased or otherwise.

    1. good point Gill – the do/did nots are hard to predict but proactivity is the least we with the right of suffrage can be . Once more the cry of proportional representation is raised given the disproportion no. of votes/seats but have never understood it and there is at least 3 ways of doing it. [look at the outcome on 2nd placers
      Overall I feel we need to be more adult about the whole process and treated as such- instead of being spoken to as if we were an audience of of Jackanory

  3. Oh it sounds like tactics here except I think we are actually worse..sadly. And that Eliot quote is perfect. I wish elected officials were not so corrupted by all the big money given them…they just ignore the voters but that can change if the voters get enough of it. Or am i just a dreamer…

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