Rules and regulations are ruining our community events
THE compliance industry has gone mad. It's got to the point where people just can't get on with what they're employed to do - and it has created a new industry.
I think back to the debacle with the Gladstone Harbour Festival float parade as a good example.
Up until this year, a number of volunteers and one or two police officers were able to control the crowds and traffic all the way along the route.
And from my understanding, nobody ever was hurt or put in danger at the parade over the many years it has been held.
Then this year it all changed. The new rules required 17 police to be in attendance (I think that was the number) and fully qualified traffic control people to control each intersection.
This has meant that the cost has gotten totally out of hand, and it was only thanks to the good services of Workforce International that we even had a parade this year.
It's strange when you look back at the things we once did, and more often than not there was never a problem.
I can recall organising a Christmas street parade in the town I lived in.
We at the newspaper wrote some stories and ran some ads calling for people to take part in the parade, and I made a courtesy call to the police so that we could have a police car lead the parade.
It all happened like clockwork; there were no issues and all went away happy as Larry.
There was another occasion where our little town held what was called the walk-run festival - an event that included 5km, 10km, half marathon and full marathon fun runs.
It was highly popular and at its height more than 3000 people took part.
Then the problems started. The council needed a traffic management plan and a traffic management company had to be employed to oversee the event.
All of a sudden the costs skyrocketed to the point where it became untenable and the event fell over.
We could go on with a vast number of anecdotes of failed great occasions and events, just because somebody might - and that's a pretty small might - get hurt.
Crazy, crazy stuff. Let's get back to basics and remember what we did as kids when sometimes we might have broken an arm - but we came out of it all okay.