Originally posted by The Realist
It’s not something to be happy about, but it’s true. The last, British-owned car manufacturers is going belly up. It’s going to devastate the region – believe me, it’s where I grew up and I know how reliant the area is on that factory. The irony of all of this is that here in London, I am begging talented people to work for my company – we have to have books about keeping people! It’s impossible and (oh, how the Daily Mail would love this!) we’re having to recruit abroad.
This irony has focussed my mind on the differences between London and the rest of this country. I’m feeling rather metropolitan and elitist today, so I’ll let you into a little secret. It’s something that we usually try to keep quiet and it’s something you won’t want to believe:
Everything that excels naturally gravitates towards London.
If you live in the provinces, your life will be meaningless. There is no exaggeration – it will be entirely meaningless. Made a big sale at your company today? Whoop-de-fucking-doo. Nothing you ever do will ever be recognised outside of your area and your only legacy will be the brats your provincial wives excrete. Oh, and I’ve seen your children – bouncing up and down on burnt out cars in Nottingham.
You hate London? Why is that? Let me guess - your perception of London is:
The West End
Cockney football fans
You’re wrong of course, but we don’t tell you too often, because we don’t want most of you here. So please, by all means, stay outside of Zone 4. You can expect at least some of the following:
A house rather than a flat
If having a better Rover than the Rover of the people in the identikit house next to yours is the thing that makes you go to sleep with a smile on your face, good luck to you!
Also bear in mind that your only options are to work in the bloated public sector (which is going to be decimated whoever wins the election), a call centre, a foreign owned factory or the regional office of a proper company.
If, however, you excel at something, come and join the party.