The Virtues of Voting vs Weapons Grade Ineptitude

Ah, democracy. The greatest element of our modern Western civilization, according to some people who write clever books.

Normally it seems to work. Unless you're the British government.

Or involved in Student Media at Lancaster Uni.

If you're paying £15 for two things, and someone offers to give you those two things, plus a third, for only £3, would you take it?



The troglodytes in charge of our radio station don't see the sense in it. Brilliant.

For anyone who doesn't know the people who sit on ManCom (which I only the other day discovered is what the executive committee of the station is called), here's a photo of them at work-



Now don't get me wrong, I like the idea of being able to vote on how things I'm involved with are run. I just don't get it when the idiots who run the thing are the only ones who turn up to vote, except for about five people who actually care enough to come along as well. How can we vote on something that represents about two hundred people when the eleven people who vote against it are the inbred, incestuous and inexplicably paranoid donkeys who lead the presenter lions? It's not representative of anything except the self-indulgent and unhealthy nature of the few who are at the top and like being there.

The merge, centralisation, improvement, whatever you want to call it, is in no way going to take control away from their little frail hands. They won't end up peering out of the studio, thin fingers wrapped around headphones, eyes wide from lack of light, whispering "Precious" while Sabb officers wander in and stage an armed coup.



Thing is, they've got it into their heads that this will happen.

And even though on principle it's the best one time deal the radio will have in the next decade, they few who have gone native at the top are dead against it. On the back of their ignorance and ridiculous, petty introverted desire to be clandestine while arguing that "no, we want this too, really. Honest."

I can only hope a mysterious benefactor buys the station, guts all the shit and the riff-raff (I'm talking management and equipment here) and we, the presenters get to sort it out.

Problem is, if the presenters cared, they'd have turned up to vote, wouldn't they?