How to have Trygve Slagsvold Vedum managed to take the monopoly on the completely normal folkelighet?

the confederation of Norwegian enterprise stately årsmiddag takes place approximately exactly the way you see it for you. Large parts of the Norwegian power elite, whether they come from business, politics or the press, are gathered together to break bread and drink the wine. Before dinner, with the glass in hand, they migrate from the snakkesirkel to snakkesirkel – always with his eyes searching around him for the next mingle-conquest for the evening.

For the most is not the dinner a great event, but a joyful reunion. Mood is like champagne; light and effervescent.

the Tension increases however, when it's time to gather around the white dukene. A after a victory of the people to their numbered table and cross your fingers that there will be a crowd of fun and interesting people.

It is a bit important who you sit with. Several times there came a person over to the table I was placed on and complained that her table was so boring. The rumor went about that a former minister was unhappy with his table. A good piece to the left of me I saw a secretary of state, I think seriously considered self-harm. Also the power elite may prefer Netflix and the couch. No one will have tørrpinnen of a aunt to sit down in familieselskapet.

At my table was it sladret about both the former and current politicians the people had worked with. Such events are a kind of valve for those who otherwise work under great pressure: They need to ease a bit of pressure sometimes. It was perfect for the one serious story after the other.

But it was so not. All the stories about people I only know as a bit boring slagordmaskiner from the TV-box, was warm and fine. The politicians were just as generous with the opponents as they were hyllende on their own. Wow, I thought, how have Trygve Slagsvold Vedum managed to take the monopoly on the completely normal folkelighet? In their own weird way, is the politicians I got to hear about as most people all as one.

The bereaved impression after twice as many wine glasses as hours around the table, was that the Norwegian politicians have far more wit, wit and personality than they manage to get on TV or in avisspaltene.

It should perhaps not come as a surprise, but I was still a little sad on their behalf. Why can they not forward? Had I even known that it was actually a fluffy person, I would set different on her and him. Might be a ærligere insight led to less contempt for elitepolitikere.

Because it is difficult to communicate personality when it is policy to talk about, is experiencing probably the many that those we vote for, not similar to ourselves. This causes a (often) artificial, but probably also self-inflicted, distance.

I know not how we can do something with it, but a possible start may be to participate in fewer high-profile elitesamlinger. Regardless of you must take my word, dear reader: Even though they eat andelårstaco and vintage Le of the confederation of Norwegian enterprise årsmiddag rather than the Tex Mex Taco Dinner Kit and Jarlsberg, is the power elite mostly just people, they also.