As I watch the 'sports
section' of the news today, a parade of interviews with various managers
and coaches who control the football Premier League and the major clubs
in the Rugby Union business they seem to come from all over the world
with few of our local people in control.
Is this another example of our increasing subordination to "others".
Is this another example of our increasing subordination to "others".
Perhaps we should be asking "why" before the Brit becomes extinct, like the dodo, other than for the most basic of jobs.
Is
it the result of our increasing deference to so many structures and
hurdles which our modern society has developed for us. To control our
instinctive reactions and rather force us to follow the rules.
The English particularly were always considered a rule
defined society. It was said that if we received a bureaucratic
instruction, say from the European Parliament, we create further layers
of laws and rules on top of the initial requirement just to fully define
what everyone was supposed to do.
This
domination of a rule based society with its clauses and sub-clauses,
and our increasingly inherent fear of this complex society with its
gender and religious considerations, it's disability considerations its
minority considerations. Is it any wonder that after sifting through the
issues which arise in each one of these so called considerations, the
person who has grown up taking the PC high road from conception is
hardly in a position to bark when barking is needed.
The
assertive Australian or Kiwi, the no nonsense Dutchman or German, the
highly strung Spaniard or Italian, all these people now have the lead on
our highly feminised, frightened of their own shadow British man or
women, frightened of the legal consequences if they are challenged,
frightened of being frightened !
We have been taken for suckers as we weave our way through the mire of compromise, waiting for others to tell us what we should do.
I
remember the days when Leeds United and other clubs in the Football
League, played a game of football which was feared. A centre half who
could tackle the legs off the forwards and full-backs who were kamikaze
in the penalty area. The pretty boys on the continent hated playing the
English league clubs because of their physicality and so they changed
the laws. Today, no one dare tackle. If they do, the forward goes down,
rolling around as though they were disabled for life. Two minutes later
they are on their feet, no worse for wear. The defender given a red card
the actor / forward smirks, fully acknowledging his deceit
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