Something about those numbers.

It never fails to surprise me when I hear of the claim “we need more female CEOs” in the workplace.

I’m always left asking the question: Why not more plumbers, police and ambulance operators?

I’ve recently been working my way through Warren Farrell’s-The Myth of Male Power– in which he details the risks in the workplace of which men routinely take the burden. He describes this societal dynamic as “My body, not my choice”.

It’s an interesting concept.

I remember seeing a graphic on the wall of the medical centre at a recent work site I was on stating that the current workplace fatality rate was above 90% for the males in the industry in Australia.

Every construction site I’ve been on, in the 17 years I’ve been in this industry, has a gender imbalance of males. Why is that the case? Does the feminist academia and political scene have something to say about this aspect?

Dr. Farrell offers the concept of the financial womb that males provide society. And with that the comes the risks of injury and fatality that each sector of the economy inherently contains.

Tonight, I’ve read a blog post by Jim Rose detailing the workplace injury/fatality rates by gender in New Zealand for 2015.

“all but three of the fatal workplace accidents in NZ were men”.

Here’s the link to provide some support to what I’m talking about,

Workplace deaths/injuries in New Zealand for 2015.

As the saying goes, this ain’t my first rodeo. I’ve been on enough of this projects to know better and I’m slowly racking up a number of jobs I’ve walked away from due to safety concerns.

And it’s hard sometimes when you consider the old “harden the fuck up” cliché and the financial aspect of the role you take on as a male worker.

I’ve had female friends (in defence of the feminist stance) describe this as an aspect of the famed patriarchy doing its thing and I believe there’s a part truth there in that claim.

But what stuns me is the lack of realisation, that there’s a whole lot of women in our community that’ll go along quietly with this, as the economic security provided by that patriarchy supports the matriarchy that walks hand in hand with it.

This to me, is one of the more spineless aspects of feminism.

The claim for money and power, inherent in feminism’s edicts, in pursuit of the ideal of equality, is baseless until they recognise the risk/hazard factor that exists in the modern economy regarding the grunt work that makes the wheels of industry turn.

I’ll believe that the average feminist has the courage of their convictions, when I see the gender imbalance on construction sites, weighted in favour of their claimed equality and we all see as a society women embracing employment outside of the usual occupations that females seem to dominate.

Some how I don’t think we’ll be seeing any changes soon.

Seafood, South Island style.

While we were over at NZ, the M.R.S wanted to visit a spot she’d discovered when she was here last with the Kiwis we know from the South Island.

A few hours lazy driving north from Christchurch is a small seaside town named Kaikoura. If you hang a left turn at the beach and follow the road you’ll come across a small kiosk setup that’ll sell ya the kind of stuff I have in the the pictures below.

It’s all great stuff to eat and the drive ain’t to bad either as it’s a nice part of the world.

If you want the lobster, you’ll have the choice of what they have stored on ice at the kiosk. It comes pre-cooked, they just give it heat up on the b.b.q .

Watch out for these noisey lil feckers though, they’ll be onto your table quicker than a greens voter would be your taxes, if you let them that is.

A new set of boots.

For a few years now I’ve begun to develop an interest in wine making.

The construction game for me has been a lucrative personal venture and will always be a part of my memories but it keeps me away from home on a continuing basis.

That bit ain’t fun at all.

At the end of the last year, the M.R.S and I travelled over to N.Z. It was there I had my first chance to visit some of the wineries that part of the world is famous for and sample some of the wares.

I’ve been weighing up the idea of a career change, starting a business of my own and developing another skill set along the way for some time now.

It’s only a dream at this stage but it’s one I’m feeling that’d be worth the challenge. Now, I ain’t to romantic about it all. It takes a good decade to develop a brand and that’s if it’s all fair sailing for the start point.

It’s bloody expensive too, I hear. We had the chance to stay (via AirBnB) at the home of a previous mangers of a winery, in Queenstown while we were there. Their advice was the money would’ve been better in the bank.

Seasonal agribusiness I’d like that. You have to maintain employees even in the down season when production isn’t happening, so in told.

Lesson 1.

But I ain’t getting any younger and if there’s anytime to get serious about your aspirations- now’s about the time to get real.

This construction project I’m on is about to close out. Maybe it’s time to start costing it all up and work on some industry experience to get it all going.

More to follow.


Sealing the deal

Over the New years period, the M.R.S and I managed to arrange a get away to the Land of the Long White Cloud. We eventually ventured our way around the South Island down the west coast to Queenstown where we stopped for a couple of nights. I loved the the location and it’s surrounds, there’s a lot to do there as you’ll know if you’ve  heard of the place. We didn’t sample most of the tourist aspects there are to enjoy but we did manage to eat out at a couple of the cafe/restaurants there.

One thing I find myself doing is critiquing the conduct of the service at the locations I’m at, simply as a pastime, while drinking and eating. And one thing you bound to notice is bad service or poor customer capture.

The old “ya fuck one goat” rule of thumb.

One of the bars we hauled up at, while waiting for our table, allowed for the observance of a failure (as I see it) of the service personnel to maintain the interest of potential custom. And as someone, who one day would like to get away from my current vocation, I find these opportunities interesting to analyse.

Now there’s probably a unit in a management degree that covers this topic but all the same it was interesting to watch people who make a living this way watch potential income literally walk in and walk out due what seemed like a simple lack of drive on the part of the employees of this location.

I’m inclined to think if the owner of this business was there they’d be (hopefully) asking the same questions, as the place wasn’t that bad at all.

The phrase-unique product/service proposition-comes to mind. Also ensuring your employees understand and are willing to engage clients and customers in a manner to persuade them to accept your offer being an essential part of the method of operation.

Simple stuff I know but it was interesting to watch.