| Editiorial 033 ~ 12th October 2018 |
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This Editorial at a Glance : • Emigration or is it Immigration? • Frankie's Dawg; • The Long Finger; • The Second Front Opens? More Fraud of Pensions;
• Information Commissioner Denham. |
My Dear Reader, Can I congratulate you on your constancy in continuing to visit the website in my absence and thank you for the ‘Get Well’ cards, or the ‘Hope you are in Hell’, obituary notices which my rather lugubrious Postman Pat falls over laughing about… As you will quickly gather I have not fallen off my perch, nor for that matter have I been shot off it either in Belfast, much to the disgust of my/our opponents. In fact such was their growing glee at this false dawn of opportunity in July that they sent Frankie boyo the corrupt Chair of the Lancashire CFA from his home around the corner in Regent Drive to scurry about Kings Drive whilst peering surreptitiously through my windows all the while appearing to study the local flora and fauna. A rose by any other name… The Bugler is tempted to claim that his spies are better than Frankie's but he will not stoop to such childishness but they are and there are a whole lot more of ‘em too inside their battlements, as he is just getting to know, because with his 'pension integrity diploma' he recruited them to Our Common Cause. One wonders how he and clerk W’s latest book sales within the LFRS are doing with its title… “How to win friends and influence people”? In fact such was their disbelief, thinking they had fallen into Heaven, in the Bugler's assumed demise that dear old and weary Frankie was exhorted to triple up his daily doggie walkies past the Bugler’s house with the encouragement of an extra shoe allowance which will be reflected in his reimbursement claims in this year's LFRS Balance Sheets.
Speaking of boot licking, the one the Bugler really feels sorry for is his dawg which, when it scurries wearily past for the third time every day gives the Bugler that hang dawg look … ‘Oh for eef sake not this again’… in fact it carries round its neck a special bottle just like a St. Bernard and keep fit runners, only this is a special bottle of doggy urine to squirt around the neighbourhood just to keep up its doggy reputation because by this third orbit its standpipe is dry but loyalty knows no bounds… The Bugler really must get that groove in the footpath replaced with a ‘Blue Plaque’ ‘Frankie & Johnny was ‘ere… Frankie never has much to say in fact when the Bugler challenged him a couple of times in Kings Drive he had not a single word to say. The look of horror on his face was replaced by his natural face which the Bulger instantly recognises as the ‘incoherent squirm’ which speaks volumes as he rushes off to change his underwear; an astonishing performance when one considers he is listed as disabled bus driver. Indeed through the husky jumble of incomplete words and half-sentences, through the fog, the Bugler figured out that he was probably not encouraging the ‘common herd’ to have a dialogue. Of course, Frankie's brain power does not exactly aggregate in the same way as oxen drawing a plough do, surely, Frankie must be smarter than the 1000 serving oxen he is responsible for? Nor are ten thousand sumo wrestlers necessarily smarter than Frankie at grasping cosmological abstractions… Is this the Chairman who deliberately appointed people who are intellectually incapable of adding to his wisdom? Or is there something about his politics and leadership style that cripples the minds of his officials and makes their collective effort doom-bound? Well one has only to look at the ‘leaders’ of the LFRS to confirm this hypothesis and if they are all as thick headed as Frankie is then the LFRS continues to be doomed to perdition. Calvin Coolidge’s said it better when warning that: “It is difficult for men in high office to avoid the malady of self-delusion. They are always surrounded by worshippers. They are consistently assured of their own greatness… They are always surrounded by worshippers. They are consistently assured of their own greatness… They live in an artificial atmosphere of adulation and exultation which sooner or later impairs their judgment” . One has to posit for the benefit of argument sake that in the first place poor Frankie has judgment, whilst wondering all the while what his sneering exhausted dawg thinks about his master? The Bugler knows better, and really must cease this parody of greatness and unbridled scorn, because his esteemed Mother always taught him that he must be especially kindly to fools and the simple… The Bugler has emigrated to Ireland, or perhaps he has not? Rather like the…elusive Scarlet Pimpernel…they seek him here, they seek him there… is he in Heaven or is he in Hell…that demned elusive Pimpernel…
One thing they can be assured about is that the Bugler has ‘not gone away'; and the Internet continues to provide the long finger when still demanding public accounting and Justice for all those who have the current misfortune to be |
served by or under his political administration at the Lancashire Combined Fire Authority and that of his Lothario Chief at the LFRS.
So what have clerks W and Boy Wonder(Soon to be sacrificed) been doing up at the Funny Farm during the balmy days of summer when the Cat, a la the Bugler, has been away, or so it seemed. Mystified, they will be asking each other how it is he continues to know all that goes on? More as usual than a single Councillor knows, even if they stayed awake, on the CFA? The Readers can rest assured these clerks will have been manipulating, the word ‘Work’ is never to be found in their lexicon. To the detriment of the LFRS ‘non aligned’ (by reason of missing handshake) personnel and to the well-being of all those walking around with their exposed sunburnt left nipples and sun tan below their left knees carrying shovels with which they continue to dig furiously down through the crust of the Earth as it imperceptibly closes over them. There is much to report, as elsewhere, beneath several bureaucratic crusts the work continues on the disabled FSV, their Widows/Partners, and Beneficiaries pensions with its associated original pension scandal which has now been joined with a new pension scandal, the Second Front.
Clerks W & BW have now managed to upset the serving uniformed pension accruing personnel at the LFRS, the In Service Firefighters(ISF), because they also have discovered that these two crooked clerks have been defrauding them as well. One wonders how many first response fire engines that will put off the streets in Lancashire because the Firefighters Pension Fund is already perpetually in deficit?
A Canadian as hard as the Rockies who is now well into her stride and taking no prisoners unlike her useless forebear Graham who made spinelessness take on a whole new biological meaning as he defeated gravity. A collective who throughout the sylvan days of summer swivelled their collective gaze onto Lancashire and the interesting spectre of corruption which it sees in blatant action at the LFRS. Especially centered around pensions, pensionable pay, pensioners being shunted from one pension scheme to another without a by-your-leave and the perpetually arrogant disdain for ICO Elizabeth Denham and her demonstrated will for transparency. This corruptible troika ought to know, reflected in a recent very snotty letter to clerk W, Boy Wonder and Frankie, that she already has their measure and in her sights. A woman who has already a UK established record of using the Courts in respect of Contempt of Courts, fining both individual(and locking them up if needs be) and levying authorities with breath taking fines. A serious and very accomplished lady in the world of data protection and release/transparency before she reached these shores which Lancashire in its stupid arrogance tried out for size recently. However judging, by a riposting Decision Notice to clerkW and Boy Wonder, Ms. Denham was not found wanting because she, her staff, disabled FSVs in Lancashire, and now ISF(In Service Firefighters) in Lancashire, and the world, knows that Lancashire and clerks W&BW in particular have ‘form’.
It seems that the ISF Membership of the '92 Scheme is mysteriously dwindling, but how can this be?
Perhaps it is because the ISFs, those in the existing and still active '92 Scheme, find themselves being transferred from this Scheme, without their knowledge, permission, or written approval; without a by-your-leave ; formal transfer at their own request(who would be that crazy); or the signing of formal documents giving their permission to be transferred in to the 2007 Pension Scheme? But it is not a mystery at all. Clerk W's first 'adventure' in this was the enforced move of disabled FSV-PJ from the '92 Scheme to the 2007 Scheme because in his words of response to FSV-PJ…"because I can" all of which has already been recorded on the TMB. This points up AGAIN the absolute necessity for ISF to have at least a basic understanding of how their future pension will be calculated; how it is accumulating and why; an recognising corrupt fraudulence, in a word theft, when they see it. This and much more will be progressively addressed in continuing Current Affairs as usual. |
