This poster in the library at work. It took me by surprise yesterday. I don't normally look overly closely at posters and the like intended for the kids. But for some reason I gave this one more than a passing glance, and wished I hadn't. It left me mildly traumatised.
It was about inspirational leadership and featured photos of famous folks the designer considered of that ilk. Three of them I wouldn't have quarreled with: Lee Kwan Yew, Nelson Mandela and Barack Obama. I mean, I wouldn't consider all three my cup of tea, but I can understand others thinking of them as the bee's knees. (President Mandala is the one I'm entirely comfortable with, in case you're wondering.)
But then there were the two Brits. One was the late queen. Not exactly my idea of someone to look up to given the massively dysfunctional apology for a family she presided over when she was with us. But, okay, I could live with her staring out at yours truly. Unfortunately the other one was Margaret Thatcher, and that was going way too far. Good job Mum isn't around to hear me tell this tale. At least I've spared you any ranting, not something the old lady could ever do when the ex-PM got a mention, especially an admiring one. (I consider myself a fairly broad minded chap, but I still can't wrap my head around the idea that anyone at anytime actually thought highly of her.)
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