Lord Coe on Radio 4's Today did a good job just now of keeping positive about what, if you pay attention, has been a very good preparation for the games. To correct yesterday's spin:
1. One coach driver missed one turn in the job of transporting competitors from the airport to the site.
2. The simultaneous holding of 26 World Sporting Championships in a week's time is on schedule and target.
3. 'It was only on July 11 that G4S said, 'No, we're not going to get the numbers
we wanted,' at which point the plans that had sensibly been put in place in
advance were actually put into action.' (Immigration Minister Damian Green on BBC2's Newsnight)
Leadership is about vision and reaction. The vision to dream a dream of what might be and the reaction to those problems that crop up as you pursue it.
Showing posts with label Media. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Media. Show all posts
Friday, July 20, 2012
Thursday, July 19, 2012
Olympic News 2
Your daily update of news from the Olympic reporting stream, summarised and spin-free:
1. Almost all the top reports on the BBC feed currently include the word 'concern' at some stage. All such concerns appear to be minor and easily dealt with.
2. In case no-one has noticed, in seven years we have planned, built and equipped several major sporting venues.
3. The weather will be changing just in time.
This may not be entirely spin-free but it's my blog so there:
4. We have decided to encourage G4S Security by waving the prospect of a huge fine in front of them once they have finished. They probably knew that. In this column's first serious criticism of anything apart from media exaggeration we note that competition and co-operation are not easy partners. Thanks Mrs Thatcher. 'How can we help?' may well trump 'You screwed up.'
1. Almost all the top reports on the BBC feed currently include the word 'concern' at some stage. All such concerns appear to be minor and easily dealt with.
2. In case no-one has noticed, in seven years we have planned, built and equipped several major sporting venues.
3. The weather will be changing just in time.
This may not be entirely spin-free but it's my blog so there:
4. We have decided to encourage G4S Security by waving the prospect of a huge fine in front of them once they have finished. They probably knew that. In this column's first serious criticism of anything apart from media exaggeration we note that competition and co-operation are not easy partners. Thanks Mrs Thatcher. 'How can we help?' may well trump 'You screwed up.'
Wednesday, April 28, 2010
Gaffe
I love it. An unguarded word in private about a stubborn woman the PM has encountered on the campaign trail and suddenly it's 'Now we see the real Brown.' No. We knew that's what he was like. We're not stupid. We even knew before reading Andrew Rawnsley's interesting book about New Labour. 'Cos you could just tell, that's how.
The villains of this piece, in my mind, are the reporters who felt duty bound, duty bloody bound, to make sure that the woman who was insulted in private, out of her hearing and not for her consumption was informed of the insult and asked to comment on it.
Get this. From time to time the parishioners of Nailsea, even the sick, lonely and bereaved ones, have been the subject of verbal abuse, by me, behind closed doors. It doesn't mean I don't want the best for them. It doesn't mean I hate them. It means I wait until the doors are closed. I do that for a reason. Just in case any of you (them) are offended, I apologise now. You probably weren't what I called you but I felt better once I'd done it.
Let him, or her, who has never mouthed off in private about someone who was a bit of pain, albeit a well-intentioned one, cast the first stone.
The villains of this piece, in my mind, are the reporters who felt duty bound, duty bloody bound, to make sure that the woman who was insulted in private, out of her hearing and not for her consumption was informed of the insult and asked to comment on it.
Get this. From time to time the parishioners of Nailsea, even the sick, lonely and bereaved ones, have been the subject of verbal abuse, by me, behind closed doors. It doesn't mean I don't want the best for them. It doesn't mean I hate them. It means I wait until the doors are closed. I do that for a reason. Just in case any of you (them) are offended, I apologise now. You probably weren't what I called you but I felt better once I'd done it.
Let him, or her, who has never mouthed off in private about someone who was a bit of pain, albeit a well-intentioned one, cast the first stone.
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