To those of us who aren't enthusiasts for compulsorily funded entertainment, the prospect of a massive BBC strike is about as worrying as a walk out at the Inland Revenue.
Problem is though, the last two mighty Stalinist job-creation monoliths of the BBC and NHS won't finally crumble without a traumatic backlash.
Rats may leave sinking ships but their pointy, yellow litle teeth will cling on to the door handles of a comfortable gravy train until somebody prises them off.
It's going to need a couple of re-runs of the Thatcher/Scargill scenario to shake 'em off and I can't see "call me Dave" in the Maggie role.
On the other hand, maybe there's stuff goes on the playing fields (and behind the bike sheds?) at Eton that stiffens the soul - we shall see.
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