Wednesday, 15 September 2010

The world needs a plaster

When i was a kid i had this strange thing that if i was say playing with some mates in my bedroom, and there was a toy car on the floor not being used, i didnt want to play with it. But if one of my friends started to play with the toy car, i would want it. It was only when somebody else had the toy car, that i wanted it. Now this may be considered normal for a young child.

Now im 26, if i had a toy car here, and i wasnt playing with it, i wouldnt be phased if somebody else played with the toy car. I suppose that is part of growing up.

Lets replace that toy car, with say, power. By 'power', i mean authority. And lets replace me and my mates, with say the world leaders, politicians etc. My god they squabble like little kids!!

So as it stands now, in 2010, the world is in a word, well screwed. We have countries fighting for power, trying to convince everybody else that they are indeed, the strongest nation. We have worldwide recessions, and practically everybody living in debt, living beyond their means. Banks screwed up by lending irresponsibly, governements splashed cash on ridiculous things, (wallpaper for a bathroom £600 a roll), and we are guilty ourselves by fueling the downward spiral of the varying economies. We have countries threatening to bomb other countries if their boat enters their water. "We shall nuke you if give us evils."

When i was little, if i fell over, and say grazed my knee, there would be a process to follow.

  • Remain calm until see blood
  • See blood and cry
  • Keep crying
  • Run to my mum, still crying (i say run, i mean hobble. Ive grazed my knee)
  • Point out the offending piece of road
  • Watch my mum smack the tarmac
  • Have a plaster put on the graze

Now, the plaster is the important part. Although it probably served no other purpose than bragging rights to my friends, it was a reassurance to me that everything was going to be ok. I didnt kneed (see what i did their, knee/need) a plaster, but the sight of it filled me with reassurance. Wether it was a boring pink one, or a printed cartoon character plaster, my knee was better. I didnt have to have my leg amputated. Everything was hurrah!!

The world is covered in grazes. So, the world needs a plaster? Well no. What we need to do now, is to admit that a plaster is nothing more than reassurance. So what do we do about the grazes we have covered our own home in? We fix them. easier said than done? Well i am not a politician, or a world leader, or anyone important in the grand scheme of things, but here is my answer to the problems we are currently facing.

First of all, every country needs to take a hit on the chin of its own pride, and admit wrongdoings. We owe billions to each other, and ultimately, money is just numbers. In my wallet i have about 45pence in coins, the rest of my money is in an account, which is digital money. We need to start all over again. Every country needs to wipe every debt it has with other countries. like everyone. And start afresh.

Secondly, every politician, and world leader, needs to put their toy cars away, otherwise they will squabble when somebody else plays with the fastest racing car. This is probably also another pride hit. And throw the nukey bombs in the bin, we stopped this practice ages ago!!

If i owed a friend £10, but he owed me £10, i wouldnt go through the palava of swopping money, id just realise that its a pointless exercise swopping money. This is what the world needs to do. We all live here, we all contribute in some way, so rather than crying about how many millions and billions are owed out, just wipe it. The problem is, if that happened everyone would be equal. And that cant happen because people require empowerment. People want the best toy racing car.

So, actually yeah, the world does need a plaster. If we put a little plaster on the UK, we can brag about it and say everything was ok. if we see a plaster over France, we would tell ourselves France was ok. and that is how we will continue to live, wearing plasters and letting everybody else think we are ok.

So, the next time your child, or your friend falls over, dont put a plaster on actually. That way you will know that you have started to make the world a better place.

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