My horror Wetherspoons experience shows just how knackered UK economy is | Politics | News
After a long, spirit-plane working day in my e-mail, the day Outlook froze more than the function, I went to Wetherspons when most British escapes needed: I went to Wetherspons. I wanted great mixed grill, two slices of bread and butter and a glass of lip. The meat is charged in a inch of his life. The pea is so frozen, you can still taste ice. And that hero sticks to that plate like Richard Holden.
But he was gone. Not in stock. Not again branded. Gone. It was twisted from the menu due to “increasing meat costs”. And right there, the only thing you should know about the situation of the economy of the UK. Forget GDP figures, ornate treasure graphics, or ounce bulletins. Wetherspolpons, who will not be able to serve one of the most iconic dishes, went deeply wrong. And everyone knows that.
Nevertheless, we are in the clutch of ministers, analysts and pearls of comments because the economy is “shrinking ğı at a rate of 0.1% in May. The titles scream “disappointment”. They dispel the decimal points like Pundits ancient Runes. But in the real world, people do not separate the latest GDP numbers except SW1 – watching that daily life continues to be quietly dropped.
Your mortgage jumped £ 200 per month. The big shop is now as expensive as a weekend. Your local dentist has been closed, the train has been canceled, your child’s school is financed for the toilet paper. But, of course, please tell us how the economy is “technically grew”.
What people feel is not a statistics. A tension on your chest when you are in Till. Invoices are hokkabazlık stress. It is the fear that creeps when you get a brown envelope along the Letterbox. They are really important for humans and they are not visible in three -month reports.
Gdyih is a blunt instrument, does not care who is buried under the growth or who is buried under the growth. It can be GDP growth in addition to the queues of food bank extending around the block – for years.
The city can explode while our high streets and NHS break down. It is meaningless if you have a cancer if you have unidentified cancer – interesting, perhaps, but to measure your health according to the number of steps you have taken last Tuesday.
Nevertheless, obsession continues. Chancellor Rachel Reeves described May’s numbers as “disappointment ve and promised to“ Kickstart growth, as if my economy was a rusty lawn mowing machine.
Shadow Chancellor Mel Stide, somehow managed to have a flat face, Tories as if he did not spend the last fifteen years of fifteen years to turn the economy into a festive fire, labor – yes, labor – the crime, and then he was surprised when he began to burn.
Here is the truth: the economy is not just something that happens to us. Made by the decisions of governments, shaped, fraudulent and rewritten. Each tax reduction, each U -turn, each expenditure deduction has consequences. It does not need an economic degree to know when the people are shaft.
They know because he went to the mixed grill. Because their wages did not increase over the years. Because the margin of error in their lives disappeared.
Politicians behave like a fog machine to the economic jargon, pump enough abbreviation and predictions, and perhaps no one will not realize that another bus service is bent. But this fog is being cleaned – people are angry.
They have lived for years to feel like they are working harder for less, not about “technical stagnations ,, but for years. They’re angry that their communities should watch a service every time.
If the chancellor wants to prove what he understands what is happening, he must mean something if he cannot throw the phrase “economic growth such as Confetti. Growth must be a warm house in winter. A safe job with fair payment.
A health appointment when you need it is not when the system decides that you are worthy. Growth should feel as a release of watching the worse of everything, while these fourteen -year -old torry squeezing, crumbled services, flat wages, and the worse the worse.
Until then, separate us graphics and jargon. Just talk like a normal person. Focus on what’s important in reality – like bringing back the big mixed grill. Because this is the righteous laminated place in the spoon menu, don’t tell me that the economy is recovered.
Tell me when people can really feel. Even better, when can they taste.
