A separate fast track pass for the well-off is the amusement park Tusenfryd’s grip in the competition for the holiday people. It does not get more unorthodox.
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Now I will stagger like a hungover South tourist in the glass house, because I increasingly throw a hundred on the table to avoid standing in a mile-long queue at Gardermoen, but in other words: The announced introduction of so-called express passes at Tusenfryd everything else is a joyous one.
Visitors with holiday money out of the ordinary will thus get past the usual at the amusement park by paying a fat additional amount on top of the already quite expensive entrance fee.
Not only to move past others in the queue into the park, but also when they – that is, the offspring (mostly) – are to drive the biggest and (for some reason) most attractive attractions.
This means this: That those with bad advice have to sweat in long queues, while the kids of those who sniff at the income top lists can hover past, as if the regular queue does not concern them.
“Unorsk” is a word I do not have all the world enjoy using, but here it fits: This is pinadø unorsk.
Ok, then, then there is a “test”, and the express passes are few (50 a day). But the reorganization is happening for a reason, namely that it is in demand.
Of those who can afford it, we believe.
SV politicians rage, among them culture and sports agency councilor in Oslo, Omar Samy Gamal. He calls it a “general bad development in society”, and is probably right in many ways. Football, the sport of equality before anyone else, is also struggling an increasing class divide by increased training fees.
Former football player Anders Jacobsen believes we are moving towards a development from “the club in my heart” to “the club in dad’s wallet”.
It’s a clever wording. Same with the Daisy «test» which is designed to test the essence of the Norwegian equality and (thus) trust society: That Norwegian kids are as equal as possible when it comes to play and fun.
Daisies are the happy madness when summer draws to a close and most people have a holiday. These are the queues from hell, or more precisely, as the undersigned sees it: the queues to hell.
Driving the harshest roller coasters there in the yard is pure madness, and beyond any comprehension, at least among those of us who feel the fear of heights only we go up the stairs at home.