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Busting the myth of meritocracy

Posted on November 17, 2025 By admin

From a Guardian UK article: https://www.theguardian.com/commentisfree/2025/nov/17/luck-good-fortune-world-success-people

So much of this hits home:

When you think about what has got you to where you are today, what pops into your head first? Perhaps hard work and determination, aided by a degree of talent? No doubt these have played an important role. But how much do you think that factors outside your control – what we might think of as luck – have influenced your path in life, for good or ill? I believe that many of us – especially those who consider ourselves successful – underestimate the role that luck has played in our lives. And I’m not just talking about random life events, like winning the lottery, I’m thinking about luck in the broader sense of the circumstances into which each of us is born.

It took me a while to realise that my journey through life has been eased by several tailwinds. I have had the incredible luck of being born in the UK, in a peaceful period of history. I was blessed with an able body and mind, and had a good upbringing, and an incredibly exclusive education. I had the freedom to take advantage of opportunities, to start my own business and pursue my ambitions. In that sense my early years were a heck of a lot easier than many people’s. And I was also extremely fortunate that my particular talents were highly valued and rewarded in the marketplace, which enabled me to become wealthy.

How about you? Maybe you were born in a period when house prices were low, or when university education was free? You may not have had all of these things, but imagine for a second that you had none of them. Imagine that you came into this world facing barriers to your progress at every stage. Your parents unemployed, or needing care from you, or working ridiculous hours in insecure jobs. Your neighbourhood wracked by deprivation, despair, pollution and crime, with precious few opportunities to move up or out. Your plans to buy a house or start a business impossible because of lack of capital, or access to it. Would I have displayed the brilliance and the sheer grit needed to overcome those barriers? Probably not.

Also add to that: I was born a white male.

In this country we like to think that we live in a meritocracy, where talent and hard work are rewarded by success and status, and opportunities are there for whoever is willing to work for them. Clearly this isn’t the case, when there is a record wealth gap in Britain today, with a mere 50 families owning more wealth than the poorest half of the population, while about a third of children live in poverty, and disadvantaged children are 19 months behind their peers by the time they take their GCSEs. Still, 38% of people think that someone’s chance of success depends on their own merit rather than on factors beyond their control. They subscribe to the myth of meritocracy.

It’s not just the UK. It’s the US, Canada, and most 1st world countries – esp. those with a strong capitalist sland.

The flip side of the idea that “you can make it if you try” is that if you haven’t made it, you haven’t tried hard enough. This thinking legitimises the status quo by suggesting that inequality is “fair”, allowing those who benefit from it most to frustrate attempts by governments to tackle socioeconomic inequality. All the while, increasing inequality is poisoning our economy and undermining growth. And yet, while 85% of the British public are concerned about inequality, most politicians see tackling inequality either as a low priority or as too politically risky.

Worse still, the meritocratic myth – that we all deserve our success or lack of it – allows socioeconomic inequality to spill over into an inequality of esteem, status and dignity. This breeds resentment and disengagement among those who are deemed by society to be second-class citizens, damaging social cohesion and undermining public faith in democratic politics.

That is why dismantling the myth that we live in a meritocracy is one of the most urgent changes needed in public life today. We might not all agree on whether a truly meritocratic society is desirable, or even possible – but we should be able to come together around a recognition that we don’t live in one yet and then see if we might do something about it.

While this resonates in the UK, there is nowhere where this is more glaringly obvious than in the US, where the middle class is becoming a distant reality, we now have the 1st trillionaire, and you have a billionaire in the highest office who is trying to make his billionaire cronies richer by cutting off funding to those that could currently most benefit from it.

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Today has been a bubba-cuddle day

Posted on November 6, 2024 By admin

Given the election news from last night/this morning, I’ve been needing lots of Byron cuddles today.

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Phone says screw you, hard reset!

Posted on December 1, 2023 By admin

My phone has been iffy for the last few weeks, with random freezes or reboots. Yesterday, I got a notification for an official OTA software update. I hoped that it might fix the situation. I did, but in the most f’you way possible. The update caused the phone to get stuck in a perpetual reboot cycle. The only way out of it was a full, hard, reset.

Now this was something that I’d been thinking of for a while, but still, really bad timing. Although I had a full backup of my phone and most of it was already synced to Google, it’s still annoying as fuck to have to re-download and restore everything. The devil is in the details – how your app screens were setup to the point where muscle memory could open a particular app – which isn’t 100% back to normal.

I have all my music, but all my playlists got borked.
I have all my photos, but the timestamps didn’t restore properly so now they’re all mishmashed.
I have to get a new activation code for my online banking, because Switzerland.

The most annoying thing – one of my go-to stress-reliever/time-waster games got removed from the Google play store!! Happily, Katy still had it on her phone, so with a bit of ingenuity and USB debugging, I was able to extract it from her phone and sideload it on mine. Note to self in case of future need, the magic mantra is this:

Determine the package name of the app, e.g. “com.example.someapp”.
adb shell pm list packages

Get the full path name of the APK file for the desired package.
adb shell pm path com.example.someapp

The output will look something like
package:/data/app/com.example.someapp-2.apk
or
package:/data/app/com.example.someapp-nfFSVxn_CTafgra3Fr_rXQ==/base.apk

Using the full path name from the previous step, pull the APK file from the Android device to the development box.
adb pull /data/app/com.example.someapp-2.apk path/to/desired/destination

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It’s showtime!

Posted on February 24, 2023February 26, 2023 By admin

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The pig has passed

Posted on February 17, 2023February 21, 2023 By admin

The pig is no more. We’ve taken the hard decision to put her to sleep. Between the anemia and the potential nasal tumour, things were not going to improve, and she was starting to sneeze huge clots of congealed blood, while having a persistent nose bleed. She passed quietly, while her human was whispering nothings of encouragement in her ear.

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Splatter

Posted on February 15, 2023 By admin

The pig’s nose and fur look like a Jackson Pollock painting. Unfortunately, that’s blood, and it doesn’t seem to want to get better.

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2022 can fuck itself right off too.

Posted on December 31, 2022January 16, 2023 By admin 1 Comment on 2022 can fuck itself right off too.

So following on from 2021, 2022 was rather shit. While there were moments of fun, it seems that most if not all of them were overshadowed by drama, illness, accidents and general fuckery. At times, I thought I was losing my career, my family and my mental health. I can only thank my wifey, my friends, my colleagues and my Not-my-dogs for keeping afloat when it felt I was sinking. I wish I could believe that 2023 will be better, but my general cynicism just hopes it won’t be more of the same, if not worse.

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Early Christmas gift

Posted on December 23, 2022 By admin

I have a gap between my back two molars that’s been getting wider over the last few years. I had a checkup last year when we were in Leicester and it was fine, but I should start using a sensitive toothpaste to avoid hot/cold pain.

Over the course of this year, the gap has been getting wider and food has been getting stuck in there. Flossing and brushing seemed OK, but last week something changed and pain flared up like a mofo. I thought, or hoped, it was just a really stubborn bit of something stuck on the gumline. No joy. Its been getting worse, with really fun pain spikes. A visit to the dentist revealed a massive fuck-off cavity on my back molar, and a smaller one on the molar next to it. The dentist is amazed that it went this bad this quickly apparently.

So my options are now a 3k chf root canal, that’s not guaranteed to save the tooth, or having it pulled (for only 400chf). I also need to get the 2nd cavity sorted as well, but that one can wait a bit.

On boxing day, I’m getting the tooth pulled, then having the stitches removed after new years, then the cavity fixed late January. Joy.

Merry f’n Christmas.

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Well that was expectedly annoying

Posted on September 20, 2022 By admin

Roger Waters is coming to Zurich next year for a one-day stop in Switzerland as part of his farewell tour. Through my mobile phone provider, I had access to a ticket pre-sale. Or so I thought. The sale opened at 10am yesterday. I was on the website, I had tickets selected. And then the ticketcorner website completely bogged down under scalper bot load, and I couldn’t complete my purchase. When I refreshed the browser, all the top-tier tickets were already sold out. When I tried to get another set of tickets, those disappeared before my eyes. Within 5 minutes, all the tickets were sold out. And now those tickets, that were 200chf, are available on ticket resale websites for more than three times face value.

I’m going to try my luck again when the main sale starts later this week, but I’m not holding my breath.

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Airport hell

Posted on July 31, 2022July 31, 2022 By admin

Today has been a complete and utter nightmare. I was supposed to be halfway across the Atlantic right now. Instead, I’m on hold with Air Canada, sitting outside Brussels airport, chain-smoking and having a nervous breakdown.

I had a 8:15 flight out of Geneva to Brussels, then a 10:30 flight to Montreal. I got up at 4am, got my last bits ready, and then headed to the airport on the 5am train. Bags of time. Get to the airport, fight with the baggage check-in self-service kiosk (win!) then go past security super quickly. So far, so good. My flight to Brussels was uneventful, but that’s when all hell broke loose.

My flight landed at 9:35, and my flight to Canada was starting to board at 930. I could still have made it, but there was a complete and utter border checkpoint shambles in between. Even with shameless queue jumping, I didn’t make it in time for my gate. The flight closed only a few minutes before I managed to make it to the gate. The staff at the airport were like, don’t worry, they know there are late people, they’ll wait. They didn’t. I missed my flight. But I could still see it just outside the window, still connected to the ramp. So close, yet do far.

Enter circles of airport/airline hell.

First rung of airport hell was getting my suitcase back. That took about an hour – which given the number of lost bags that were piling up, is probably a small miracle nonetheless.

Second level of airport hell: customer service counters. Now comes the part of trying to rebook a connecting flight. See, the 1st leg of the flight was operated by Brussel Airways. The 2nd leg was Air Canada. After waiting in 2 different queues, I get a lady-just-about-to-close-her-window service agent. She looks at my boarding passes and smiles because she’s still going to be able to go on break soon. You see, sir, Brussels airways says that even though the flight was late by a couple of minutes, I still had more than 50 minutes to make my connection, that’s their contractual obligation, and they’re not responsible for airport delays, so I need to deal with Air Canada.

Air Canada, joyously, doesn’t have a service desk at the airport.

I need to call them.

Enter third level of airline hell: phone support.

At the time or writing this post, I’ve been on hold for over two hours. (2h20, to be exact). It was a solid hour and a quarter before I actually spoke to a human being. The rest has been trying to figure what my options are. Which seem to be very few. It would seem that AAAAAALLLLLL flights out of Brussel going even remotely to Canada are booked solid until the 4th – Montreal, Ottawa, Toronto, Quebec. So now I’m trying to get myself back to Switzerland, lick my wounds and deal with the fallout. It’s still not clear just how much out of pocket I’m going to be on this.

Update at 3h mark: Possible moderate success – since I’ve already started the trip, the flight is not cancellable nor refundable but I can keep the remaining legs as “credits”, usable up to July next year. I’m hoping to be able to use the BRU-YUL portion of this aborted trip to pay for a flight back to GVA, and then I’d still have the YUL-GVA portion as credit I can use until July of 2023.

The lady on the phone has been super helpful, and I repeatedly told her so.

Update several hours later, once I’ve finally been able to pee, sit, eat and drink something. From reading up on the interwebs, it seems that Brussels is a known shitshow for passport control. This is a picture from a few years ago, but history repeats as it was the exact same spot I was in.

And this is a news blurb from a few weeks ago:

Passengers traveling through Brussels Airport, Belgium towards a non-Schengen destination were forced to enter a lengthy queue at passport control. “While Federal Police carried out the necessary but time-consuming passport controls, a technical problem also affected the airport’s e-gates, a system that mechanically reads out the passports. Passengers for non-Schengen destinations are advised to come well ahead, i.e. 3 hours in advance,” the airport tweeted.

Between 50,000 and 70,000 passengers are expected to depart from Brussels Airport daily during the summer months. 66 destinations are non-Schengen. People were complaining about kilometer-long queues and 4h delays…

Now I just have 3 hours to kill before I fly to Zurich, then Geneva.

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