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12:00 pm, December 9th, 2014 - 7 comments
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The current rise of populism challenges the way we think about people’s relationship to the economy.We seem to be entering an era of populism, in which leadership in a democracy is based on preferences of the population which do not seem entirely rational nor serving their longer interests. ...
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ROFL
I own up. I was fooled…. 😳
Alas for the country, that skit is so close to the truth, anyone could mistake them for the real Banks and Key.
“Hey Benksie, I gotta joke 4 ya”…
🙂
Is it the actual transcript? Seems believable.
I’s was only fooled for about 10 sec. but that was enough!
Was it all smoke and mirrors. I looked up the pollies bible (Yes Minister scripts) and found some sage comments there.
Sir Humphrey Appleby: You know what happens when politicians get into Number 10; they want to take their place on the world stage.
Sir Richard Wharton: People on stages are called actors. All they are required to do is look plausible, stay sober, and say the lines they’re given in the right order.
Sir Humphrey Appleby: Some of them try to make up their own lines.
Sir Richard Wharton: They don’t last long.
Sir Humphrey Appleby: It is so difficult for me you see, as I am wearing two hats.
James Hacker: Yes, isn’t that rather awkward for you.
Sir Humphrey Appleby: Not if one is in two minds.
Bernard Woolley: Or has two faces.
James Hacker: You are Cabinet Secretary. You must insist that we get papers circulated earlier.
Sir Humphrey Appleby: Alas, there are grave problems about circulating papers before they are written.
Sir Humphrey Appleby: I see. What do you advise, Bernard?
Bernard Woolley: I advise you consider your position carefully, perhaps adopting a more flexible posture, while keeping your ear to the ground, covering your retreat and watching your rear.
Sir Humphrey Appleby: We write him a speech that makes him nail his trousers to the mast.
Bernard Woolley: Oh, you mean nail his colours to the mast.
Sir Humphrey Appleby: No, nail his trousers to the mast. Then he can’t climb down.
[about writing speeches for the minister]
Sir Humphrey Appleby: We can’t worry about entertaining people. We are not scriptwriters for a comedian. Well not a professional one, anyway.
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