I just don't understand

      Hello, lovelies. 

        We all have different ways of learning, from Visual, auditory, reading/writing and kinaesthetic which is a physical/doing type of learning. And for most of us we are a blend of all four. I myself am a mixture of visual and kinaesthetic learner. I have always said, show me once or tell me twice. And within those parameters, I have grown to know what and whatnot I am able to achieve. From my workplace, social life all the way down to DIY, thanks to the university of Google. But the main thing that I have learnt is to know and understand my limitations, as there are far too many things that I am unable to do than I can do. And I accept that. But what happens when we have no idea of our limited limitation’s and believe that we are far more capable than we actually are? Is there a danger in thinking that we are far more suitable for the job than anyone else? And what happens when those who are less capable than others happen to be the very ones that are in charge of the country?   

         I wasn’t diagnosed as dyslexic until I was at sixth form collage at the age of 17. Up until then I was always labelled as bright but not clever. I just couldn’t understand a lot of the things that the teachers were telling me. And homework was a nightmare, for if I didn’t understand it all in the classroom, how on earth was I going to understand it any more at home? And all of this was way before the internet. Now, at the click of a button, I can research and ask all those silly questions I never would have dared to ask at school. Growing older, I have come to realise that not always understanding something isn’t as bad as I had once thought. In fact, there is more than one occasion in my life where it has been a cause for much laughing at. I once, many moons ago, had a rash on my cheeks, and after a quick trip to the doctor, I proudly announced to everyone that I just had a case of hepatitis. You could have cut the atmosphere in the room with a butter knife. It was only after someone quietly asked me if I had meant dermatitis instead, did I realise my mistake. Well. They both have titis in their names. Then, when I meant to say that I have problems with my comprehension, somehow I always end up saying that I have problems with either my contraception or condensation. They all sound the same to me, and my brain doesn’t always understand the difference. But for the most part, I always try to make allowances for my short comings, and work to the best of my abilities. 

        Now, we all know someone who has a told a white lie on their CV. At drama school, I was always told that if a casting director asked you if you could do an accent or ride a horse, then you should always say yes, and if you booked the job, then you had a very small window to actually learn how to master the complexities of the task. A small white lie never really did much damage But, about all those larger than life lies. Like messages about three hundred and fifth million going to the NHS. Or the lie about the oven ready deal. Or the whooper of a lie about forgetting to pay all those back taxes! Those are very bad lies indeed. And those lies have massive consequences that we are living through right now. 

         I have never really been ambitious. Yes, I would have loved to have been a west end super star married to Jason Mamoa, but apart from that, I am just happy to bumble along enjoying my life. I for one would never want to oversee a big corporation or public body, as I know my own biases and limitations. So, it always amazes me when a new boss comes in and has absolutely no idea what they are doing, they try to ‘shake things up’ only to fail miserably, blame their predecessors and then leave to muck it up all over again somewhere else. And in my little corner of the world, it doesn’t have that much of an impact. But what about those who strive for power and wealth without the faintest idea of what it is like to live in the real everyday world? How can they have any idea of what it is like to struggle to pay the bills? To live pay cheque to pay cheque? Asking the question, to heat or to eat? When being questioned on national television they couldn’t even answer if they used the NHS or private health care. So how can we trust anything we are told? But that is a question that has a very long and tried out history. For decades we have been told through TV, radio and newspapers that the Tory party is the only party who know how to do the job. And somehow, we have always believed them, even when the evidence is blatantly obvious to the contrary. 

          As most of you have guessed, I am politically very left. But have always been told that if we don’t use our moral duty to end socialism, then those at the bottom will never learn to stand on their own two feet and that we will be looking after them for the rest of their lives. But as history will tell us, that has never worked out in the past, so why do they think that it will work out now? Who said a nation's greatness is measured by how it treats its weakest members? I once heard a famous quote, and it has always stuck with me. Mahatma Gandhi said - 'the true measure of any society can be found in how it treats its most vulnerable members.' And we are doing very, very badly indeed! 

       I think that the question that I can’t understand is, how are those people in charge of our very lives have no idea what they are doing. They have all lied on the CV’s and have no clue how to learn what they need in the time they have. Money and power have corrupted their whole institution, and now they can’t back pedal fast enough to learn what they need to do. And, to add insult to injury, they don’t even know how to ask the right questions to the people who are qualified to make the decisions in the first place. How are they in charge? Why can’t they see the damage they are doing? And how can we make them see what they have done to our lives. I just don’t understand.