BBC:Local voting figures shed new light on EU referendum
[…] local results were strongly associated with the educational attainment of voters - populations with lower qualifications were significantly more likely to vote Leave. […] The level of education had a higher correlation with the voting pattern than any other major demographic measure from the census.
Call me a Liberal Elitist, but it seems to me that maybe we should be treating education as a higher priority. Then maybe, just maybe, in the long-run, the British public might stop making such monumentally stupid decisions.
So that was 2016. The year we lost Bowie, Prince, and Laughing Len. The year Phil Collins came out of retirement. The year the British public set itself a simple intelligence test and only managed to score 48%. The year a dedicated, hard-working MP was murdered by a xenophobic wanker. The year Farage and Trump laughed in our faces from a fake gold-plated elevator. The year the word ‘expert’ became a term of abuse. The year truth became an outdated concept.
On the plus side, I took some more photos. So here’s my sixth annual video slideshow review of the year:
(Click the arrows bottom-right next to the word Vimeo to view the slideshow in full-screen mode.)
Consistent as ever, as in the previous five years, this year’s slideshow contains 97 photos.
Once again, I composed the ambient pap backing track. It is called Techno Prisoners:
Former Wales Grand Slam-winning captain John Gwilliam - who was part of the last Welsh team to beat New Zealand - has died at the age of 93…
Away from rugby, he served as a tank commander during the Second World War and was headmaster of the independent Birkenhead School from 1963 to 1988…
Gwilliam was described as a physically imposing, religious and austere, and he is remembered at Birkenhead School as a strict disciplinarian.
My old headmaster. Physically imposing, religious, austere, and a strict disciplinarian pretty much nails it.
As a young atheist, I used to disagree with him in Divinity (RE) lessons. He got his own back by making me into a 'monitor'. The difference between a monitor and a prefect was that monitors weren't required to read the lesson in school chapel. In my case, I'm pretty sure he didn't want to take the risk.