Wednesday, 18 January 2012
Do rats really leave a sinking ship? (or "Oh Captain, my Captain!")
I always felt that "Diversity Training" was a pathetic substitute for reasonableness, good manners and of treating one's fellows as one would wish to be treated. I never felt prejudiced about anyone because of their race, colour or ethnic or religeous origins and inclinations. I laughed at lots of jokes, winced at lots of others, voiced the occasional comment of disapproval and on a few occasions I intervened and gave a few quiet words of advice. With one noteable exception, my words and advice seemed to carry some gravitas and honours were usually left even.
So when I see stories like this I refrain from telling tired old wartime jokes about Italian tanks having one forward, and eight reverse, gears - it's not funny and it's not clever.