Birds do it. Bees do it. Even educated fleas do it. Let's do it. Let's go on strike.
So today it is the doctors. Last week it was police-people. Before that it was public sector workers. The underground people and the fire-fighters must be due a stint and I won't even mention teachers for fear of reprisals. The staff of a major airline managed to add themselves to the annals of strike history. It seem that no profession can have a sense of worth unless it can claim a strike.
I am willing to bet, that with the exception of Clerks in Holy Orders or retailers who have yet to, that just about everyone in Britain has been on strike. I am also willing to bet that just about everyone in Britain has complained about someone else being on strike. What is wrong with this picture?
Now, I am perhaps one of the least likely men in the whole world to be a card-carrying Tory, so to agree with them (but also every other government under whose administration strikes have happened) grieves me deeply - but what is the point of striking? It serves to do nothing else except inconvenience (at best) and endanger (at worst) those who are themselves innocent. I wonder if I would be able to find my doctor today, or if my baby was ill? I struggle even more with those who will select their industrial action dates to be the most difficult - for politicians? No, for me (and you). Tube Drivers going on strike - will that affect Lord Cameron of Witney? No - he has a driver and a car. Who will it affect? Me (and you). In short, the political classes can claim that strikes are futile because it seems that they are. The rest of us, all in the pit together - we are only hurting one another and with no apparent win!
The news is also full of one Jimmy Carr who has been sneaking his hard-earned away and not paying tax. The system he uses is legal, yet (according to Lord Cameron's little purser) 'morally repugnant'. 'Boo' say they. 'Hiss' say others. But with forked tongue we all speak, and why? Because only most pious altruistic person alive would not, if it were offered to them, take every opportunity to avoid paying tax. Every possible tax relief there is finds itself pursued by us all, priests included. Put simply, we put up with paying tax, but we would stop in a breath given the chance. I say that we say 'boo' to Jimmy Carr because, boys and girls, we are jealous!
This day and age is characterised my so much uncertainty and very often that lack of security bring the worst out in people. We would sooner withdraw our services in light of the fact that as we grow older we may just have to work a little longer and pay a little more for the fund that will see us to our grave. It seems to be the case that we have jobs when so many don't and that we take that for granted. I am happy to have a pension. I am delighted to have paid work. If I don't get the automatic pay-rise that some professions enjoy, I will simply be glad that I have an income. Taking the wider view, perhaps none of us in affluent Western World society have an iota of a claim to go on strike when there are people who are foraging through bins for their next meal, or else watching their children die the most horrid malnourished death. When it comes to finger pointing, the mirror that is there is invisible - but the finger pointing right back is no less real.