Remember when we outsourced so much of our key life decisions to “experts”?
So, ladies and gentlemen, drum roll please….
Here’s the “experts” who will guide you out of these difficult and febrile times:
Stop laughing at the back.
The beard on the left is Ross “dress for the job you want, not the job you have” Gittins, of whom we’ve written previously.
Pole position is Jess “I’m smarter than you proles” Irvine. Again, she’s not escaped our attention, in fact on multiple occasions we’ve laughed at her ridiculous Facebook posts masquerading as journalism and her heavy reliance on feelings over data.
I’ve no idea who the other chap is, so I assume he’ll be the one made redundant in the next round just like the nameless crew member who is transported to the planet with Captain Kirk.
Seriously, who in their right mind would listen to anything these clowns say?
They’ve predicted nothing other than sunrise and sunset. Worse, they’ve had no actual useful experience of a recession outside of the lecture theatre of a university.
Jess Irvine bought her first property at what was clearly the very tippety top of the market. She needs an excel spreadsheet to lose weight and run a marathon at a pace that put her behind the team clearing up.
No, but thanks Sydney Morning Herald, our economic advice is in safe hands. What next, Pirate Pete lecturing us on virtue signalling?
Send in the clowns. Oh look, they’re already here.