The powers of those that don't really know...

We all know that the "man at the top" / "the big boss" doesn't know what is really going on...don’t we?!?!

The saga with the News of the World has been heading down a one way street, a very long street with only one outcome. Without hesitation the “criminals” were named and shamed and I am not convinced that the right person/s have been asked the right questions.

Almost immediately, we found under the spotlight Rebekah Brooks, James Murdoch and the famous global media baron Rupert Murdoch. All of which are of high reputation in the media world and almost household names to many. They have, in their own right, created and been a part of the biggest national newspaper in Britain. They have influenced the minds of those that walk out of the front door on a Sunday morning with the intention of buying a copy of the News of The World. Having said that, the point I am wishing to make is...how is it that those at the very top are expected to know the ins and outs of everything and why have they been scrutinised by the media and questioned in front of a panel?

I direct this towards Rupert Murdoch primarily, having seen him being plastered with shaving foam by a member of the public. Take any organisation, and I say this from past experience having worked for a large organisation for over eight years and having spoken with others about their opinion, you will find that those “at the top” have no idea what is going on on the ground floor and they certainly don't know how to do the job of those who work 9-5 and get paid just above minimum wage!

So my question is, why is Rupert Murdoch taking the blame for a crime that he did not commit nor did he have any idea was being carried out within his huge organisation? You may well find that a manager of say 20+ people in one busy office is unable to supervise all of his/her staff because there are not enough hours in the day to get the job/s done, let alone babysit those that you have employed to do a job. How on earth is some one of Rupert Murdoch’s stature, having considered realistically how large News Corp is, supposed to know about the phone hackings that had been carried out over a term of years?? How can anyone seriously believe that Mr. Murdoch has the answers to the numerous questions that have been put before him??

Start from the beginning I say, start from the bottom and work up...The questions need to be put to those that physically carried out the crimes...

Amy and Norway

Is it right that people compare the death of Amy Winehouse to the victims of the Norwegian bombing and shootings? I don't think it is, and yet they are!

I have read many comments on FB over the last few days. Some people's status' start with "RIP Amy Winehouse...tragic news...inevitable". Others are quite the opposite and quite disturbing, for example "Amy Winehouse chose to be a crack head.... Norway's children didn't chose to be blown up... Rip Norway!!!!"" Is this the first thing that comes to our mind? Is this how we really feel? Is this how we deal with death? Comparing one death to another and then making a decision as to which deserves peace and which doesn't? 

Why are people offended when others want to pay their respects to someone who struggled through their short life on drugs and alcohol abuse? No one can understand what they felt. No one can know what was really going on in their mind. Take Amy Winehouse for instance...she may have had fame, money and may have spoilt herself with whatever she fancied, unlike the rest of us who live 'normal' lives but there is the saying "money can't buy you happiness". How do people forget this popular, used so often phrase so quickly when the famous, some of which are sudden and tragic, die?!?

I don't feel that Amy Winehouse, because she was famous and known by all around the world, that she deserves more love and respect than those in Norway but she was as innocent as those individuals that were massacred in Norway. They each led a life that was different to anyone else's, as we all do. No one life is the same. They each had families. They each were loved. Let's not curse the death of any one when we know so little about them.

There was yesterday and then today - down day

We had the most wonderful day yesterday in Kent. I quite often found myself looking at each person around the table, wondering and contemplating what was on their minds or what their life was like, outside of this cosy marquee that we were sat under, as the clouds closed in and the winds did not seem to disperse. Everyone, although I probably know factually different, was happy. There were laughs all round, at the expense of others mostly but we were all on common ground. Family, after all, seem to have that gift. Regardless of what the jokes are there does seem to be a connection, an agreement and acceptance that we can all be a part of. The day flew for us all. Before we knew it we had eaten, laughed and cried hysterically when night time arrived. In a way it went too quickly because we all know, as we are leaving and saying our goodbyes it will be a few months until we see each other again. Probably Christmas now, so that will be in five months. That is the way it is though and that is probably why we have so much fun each time we meet...because we don't live in each other's pockets and therefore we appreciate each other more.