I owe an apology to dear old Dave, who has been feeling poorly of late, and this morning I jokingly accused him of tetchiness - being grumpy for no reason. I had no idea that he had already read the latest load of bollocks from Boris in the Torygraph.
I have now read said article, and no, I am not tetchy, I am furious to the point of Pithery.
Please join me in posting on Boris's blog and tell him what a complete arse he is.
Here is my contribution:
Welcome back Boris, and thanks for a return to the usual standards of drivel. How my heart leaps with delight to read your words and then dash out for a quick vomit.
"But the final judge of the value of a degree is the market".
Yes, indeed, let's make sure that our children are marketable, and applaud the universities churning out faculty loads of greedy, vacuous, inarticulate, selfish and self absorbed marketeers, accountants, public relations consultants and telesales executives, with their ipods, iphones, blackberries and designer labels, with not a care for the demise of the world through the efforts of their newly sucked-up-to employers. God save Mrs T, for it is she who taught us that only those things that can be sold are worthy of praise.
And of course there is a place for those who care for others - once they have paid back their loans, got a job, a crippling mortgage and invested enough in a pension fund so that they are not condemned to the workhouse when they retire. They should be fit and able to volunteer when they are 75.