Tuesday, August 4, 2009

What is the government definition of solving a problem?

What is the government definition of solving a problem?

It's not actually fixing the cause of the issue, clearly.

Lets take the current employment crisis for graduates - that many big employers have cut graduate schemes drastically. There are currently (if reports are to believed) 49 or so graduates applying for every place.

Combine this with the fact that the government wants 50% of all students to go to university - the problem is clearly that we have more graduates then we can support.

Let's ignore the implication that if 50% of the population then some of the people studying will have an IQ of LESS then 100. I could write a whole post on the implications and insanity of that.

Anyway, back to the point- we have a surplus of graduates this year. So what's the government going to do?

Why, obviously what the government needs to do is to pay for 500 odd graduates to go on a gap year - so next year, when they get back we'll have all the graduates that have just graduated and five hundred more from the year before.

Just putting the problem off.

Government problem solving.

Muppets.

(Edit to add)
The 49 figure was there, I'd swear, when I wrote this over lunchtime. That's what you get for not print-screening the page. Sorry.)

2 comments:

Manannan said...

They have the figure 48...

"Forty-eight graduates are chasing every job on offer this year, according to a study by the Association of Graduate Recruiters."


suprised no comment on the euro creeping into the UK...

http://news.bbc.co.uk/1/hi/uk/8060020.stm

Born Today said...

Believe it or not, I'm not hugely worried about being able to spend euros in the UK.

This is simply market forces at work - it's not a bad thing. Trade rarely is.

What I object to is a one size fits all financial policy run by Europe with a Big E.

Which this isn't. It's some shop keepers being sensible.

Please note, that any articles I write are entirely dependent on what news I can find in the two minutes before I leave the house, armed with the netbook.

Tomorrow might be..well...anything...