A Lotto sense in scratchin’ a living
IT’S been reported that sales of Lotto tickets and scratchcards have soared by 20 per cent as desperate Britons attempt to win their way out of the economic mire.
My first thought was that the Lottery’s unofficial nickname, “A Tax on the Stupid”, never seemed more appropriate.
Then I thought again. Are these desperate people (most of whom seem to be in front of me in the queue at the newsagent’s) so wide of the mark?
They present a sorry sight; slack-jawed and greedy-eyed as they waste their meagre money on huge strips of scratchcards, hoping against all the odds for a big win.
But I’ve been watching the various BBC documentaries about tax and public spending recently.
And it seems that throwing precious money down the toilet in the vain anticipation that “something will turn up” has been official government policy since at least 1945.
The greasy-haired shrew in front of me at Tesco the other day filling her purse with scratchcards may have looked like athlete’s foot on the sole of humanity.
But she had as much idea about economic policy as the Oxbridgeeducated mandarins at HM Treasury.