What's good for the goose ...
Walid Saidi got it absolutely right when he talks about enforcement as the only way to control and reduce the abuses of drivers on Jordanian highways of death: http://www.jordantimes.com/index.php?news=5382 but we have been talking about the lack of 'enforcement' for years. We build bridges and flyovers, towers, and gated compounds, yet no-one stops to think about the basics of management, the basics of cultural assimilation, and the basics of living easy, free and safe in our homes, schools and roads within all this development gone bonkers.
Or is it simply just this: What's good for the goose is good for the gander.
Note
- Meaning of goose (female bird)/gander (male bird):
"a large waterfowl proverbially noted, I know not why, for foolishness" [Johnson], O.E. gos, from P.Gmc.
- Alternate colloquial meaning: to be unserious and frivolous.
- American Cliché meaning: You got what you deserved
Ok People, time to start taking a proper gander at all of this, stop goosing around and realize its time to release the eagle within! J
2 Comments:
I also suspect that talk (and little action) is the underlying problem.
Perhaps we should form yet another committee to study this problem again.
Enforcement? Have you seen the new segment on JTV’s morning show where a police officer points violations captured by the camera? Yet, I have yet to see one of the ground police officers do anything to the violators.
I wish there were a system that emphasizes actions; empowers people to solve problems; and measures the effectiveness of strategies and the performance of agencies and their staff.
After all, talk is cheap.
Dear Ayman - I quite agree with you ... we can only live in hope that they will get the message one day. In the meantime this might jog them along a bit... more words I know!
Ode to the Past by J
"Out with the old and in with the new"
that's the solution they cry.
Bring on the aid and the planning,
the committees, the reports
and the training too.
They justify and spend, and meet and talk
And travel and buy cars with red number plates;
They raise taxes, again and again and vote and vote and then
Nothing,
but empty words on a soap box of sand.
Do the maths, they no longer add up;
Too many holes in our building blocks.
Those once revered foundations of nations
and the spirit of the past that binds;
Alas, no more.
A revolution they want;
Nay, our evolution we cry!
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