Every now and then I consider entering the world of politics. The goal would be to rise to the post as Minister of Foreign Affairs, that's something I'd like. Speaking to people all over the world and meeting new people almost every day. All this while I tell the people in the country I'm representing that "we're working on it", "we don't have the numbers at this moment" and "well, there are a lot of numbers in the dark here" - not sure if that's the English way of saying it, but it'll do for now. (It means that there are a lot of victims/drugs/whatever that haven't been brought to the records.)
Then again... the life of a politician does seem rather boring. You don't really decide anything for yourself and there are always meetings and meetings and more meetings. Not to mention the lousy public speakers that most politicians are - imagine listening to that day out and day in. Sure, the money's lovely, but the mental sanity? Is it worth it?
Hrm, this explains so much about politicians... I think I'll stay off it for now.
Wednesday, 30 November 2011
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