Grown-up Thinking

Among the many grounds for fiscal confidence on which Fishy Rishi married his wife is, apparently, a share in some profitable child exploitation, which the company's chief executive now fears could bring less profit in the future. As befits a service-based economy, the childcare sector has been filleted of investment while successive administrations spent the past decade and a half making parents' lives more expensive. The chief executive noted that, while access to childcare makes some difference to British breeding stock's ability to work, the likes of Fishy Rishi and Jeremy Chunt have apparently failed to make the connection. Remarkably, she seems to have noted it with every appearance of believing that things might be otherwise. At their humblest, of course, high-flying politicians breed in order to lend their pronouncements pleb-cred when Speaking as a Parent; the offspring of the more sold-out form part of a calculated marketing strategy, as with Sir Edward Davey's look-at-me-I'm-a-carer electoral begging bowl, or his partner in cripple-kicking's use of his own disabled child as an NHS-friendly equivalent of the unfortunate husky that symbolised his devotion to the green crap. It is remarkable that an entrepreneur of the stature of Fishy Rishi's wife should risk investing in a business run by someone who actually seems to believe that real people breed children in order to care for them.