Monday, 26 February 2007

Flyers and the Free Market

I have just been out to lunch on Northumbria Street (it was very nice, thank you for asking) and have returned with an armful of flyers for bars, clubs, strip joints, bake sales… You name it – it has a flyer.

You would not believe how incredibly mad this makes me. Not only does it completely invade my personal space and interrupt my significant thoughts, it also inevitably leaves a trail of flyers on the ground to choke pigeons and hinder snails.

When, when will these people realise that their inane advertising gumf will never induce me to attend their bar/club/strip joint/bake sale. In fact, should I be looking for a drink/dance/cheap thrill/doily I would walk half way round the toon (as we call it) in order to find a different establishment from which to obtain them.

The simple answer is ‘never’. Of course, economic liberals will tell you that market forces will sort this sort of thing out and that all we need to do is vote with our feet and supply will inevitably follow demand. Let me tell you, economic liberals are living as much in cloud cuckoo land as socialists and people waiting for flairs to come back in.

The fact is that these big fat-cat club owners are lazy. Spaces in the town centre are limited and there aren’t enough venues to satisfy the alcoholics/ thrill-seekers/ sugar junkies of Newcastle. Therefore, all club owners really want from their managers are to see them doing something: so they trawl their meagre intellects, trying to find something original to do, can’t find anything and so plump for flyers.

Will I ever vote with my feet?

Possibly (although most likely not)

Will it make a blind bit of difference?

No, of course not. The fact is, these places are so full, they have no possible way of distinguishing increased demand and little incentive to try.

Oh, when will you liberals learn, monopolies are like civil services except less pretentious.

1 comment:

Keir Gravil said...

I heard that Blu Bambu has 2 for 1 on.... only joking. They're annoying most definitely, all except the Jazz Man he's cool. I was at a friends 21st last night, and there were flyers galore outside the Gate. I could rant about how much I hate the alcoholic nation that we've become, but I'll save it for my blog.
Oh, and welcome to the blogging world David.