The BBC in cash-strapped times
They're a bit like the bankers, these
celebs, aren't they. In a rhyming slang sort of way.
Bald facts (opinion in brackets).
Graham Norton £2,000,000 a year,
that's £166,667 a month, or thirty eight and a half grand a week.
(What is it he does, exactly? I struggle to see the point of him.)
Gary Lineker £2,000,000 a year.
(That's £1m per jug eared lughole for the Tottenham Tosspot.)
Alan Hansen £1,500,000 a year. (That's
£750,000 a year per opinion: “that was dreadful defending from
[team name here]” and “that was abysmal defending from [team name
here]” and £infinity for each positive thing he's had to say in
twenty years (none).)
Chris Evans >£1,000,000 a year. (Is
he still going?)
Anne Robinson £750,000 a year. (About
0.0001p per person who'd like to punch her lights out.)
Mark Thompson £779,000 a year. (He's
the old director general. Nope, I hadn't heard of him either. Nope, I
can't see how he justified that sort of money, either. Nope, I never
watch the rubbish they broadcast, either.)
269 'Senior' 'Managers' >£100,000 a
year. (Yep. That's 269 people doing whatever it is they do, and
copping more than one hundred grand a year for it. If they're like
their oppos in the NHS and elsewhere, they do little but keep their
heads below parapet level.)
Consultants to identify cost-saving
measures £8,200,000 in the 2010 / 11 financial year. (All together
now: we think we may have identified a cost-saving opportunity, £8.2
million quid.)
Headhunters to find a new director
general £190,000. Only to then choose an internal candidate, and
interview only one external candidate. (That's, er...190 grand, one
candidate, er...£190,000 per head hunted. I think I may have
identified another potential cost saving. Looking at the money on
offer, can I have a job?)
Pleasing to see the licence money's so
well spent.
By Light Alone
It's back to the library tomorrow for
this one. 'Dystopian future' as a setting is becoming a cliché, but
this was a great book and the bonus is a new author to back-catalogue
if and when things get quiet in these parts. Hard to reveal too much
without possibly spoiling it. So I won't.
Woman's World
Just started this. It's written
entirely in chopped up bits of 1960's women's magazines. Google
Graham Rawle for details. Already, just a few pages in we know the
heroine's had some sort of accident, is housebound, and needs to wear
various wigs. The first of which caused a lot of problems as it was
fashioned from the rocking horse's tail. I think I'm going to enjoy
this.
My New Jam
Otis Redding. Beautiful, please listen.
It's here: http://www.thisismyjam.com/IstvanFallok
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