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Having a few connectivity issues in current location, so will be back with new posts later this week.
Still available for abuse via phone on twitter @hangbitch.
Be good.
There will be a short break in transmission during the Christmas-New Year week. Back soon.
Meant to put this up earlier, so apologies if you’ve seen it elsewhere…
People who filled in the volunteer (aka London Games Maker – love that) application form received emails like the one below from the London 2012 office last month.
Apparently, a lot of people had trouble completing the form’s crime-history/background check questions, because the questions were a little dense. I have to admit that I had to read the first couple several times before I got the drift. Sobering up didn’t help. It took quite a mental effort, even when you allow for the fact that I’m an antipodean halfwit.
Wondering if this confusion means there’ll be unusual number of perverts and security risks at the Olympics? Might actually watch it if it does.
Further dispatches from the Finger Up Your Arse files: another small tale about life at the butt-end of our era’s ridiculous paranoias:
So.
I was in Glasgow this week with a couple of hours to spare before catching my train back to London.
Glasgow is a lovely town and, by some miracle, the weather was perfect, so I decide to drop my large bag at Left Luggage at Glasgow Central to free up my person for a nice walk-around.
Well. It all nearly ended at Left Luggage, when I made a little joke about guns.
There was a copper in the Left Luggage shop who was friendly, to his credit, and a Left Luggage man who was not. He was just a little too pleased to be at work and in a uniform. There are a lot of them around.
This guy took my bag and fired off the standard security questions – the ones we can confidently assert that no terrorist ever answers straight:
– Is this bag yours?
– Did you pack it?
– Have you left it unattended since you packed it?
– Are you carrying any firearms or ammunition?
I can’t take this shit seriously. This shows pretty quickly. The truth is that a jobsworth at a Left Luggage stall is no more likely to save the world from the Taliban than your cat. What he is able to do, though, is tell you off like you were five if you don’t bend to the uniform. Doubtless, the copper is there to remind you that you and your attitude are only ever five minutes away from a cooling-off spell in the joint.
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Updated 7 November 2010:
This morning, I went to the Shepherd’s Bush library on the Westfield shopping site to help out at a small protest that a group of Hammersmith and Fulham librarians had organised.
The librarians’ salaries (library assistants earn about £21,000) are due to be cut as part of Tory Hammersmith and Fulham council’s gleeful pursuit of ‘savings’ and local annihilation of any notion of community, or public service. The home library service is to be dismantled and word is that some local libraries will shut.
Tis my view that closing local libraries ranks near book-burning as a social contribution, but what would I know, I suppose. Hammersmith and Fulham libraries will close and the free reading sessions and activities for kids they provide will disappear, along with the books, CDs, DVDs and free computers that so many enjoy and need. The reading and IT classes for adults that many libraries run will take their place among history’s sweeter dead, like sonnets. Thus it is that the Tories plan to build a happy, deficit-free tomorrow. My main hope in life these days is that I won’t be around to see it.
Anyway – the protest. Three or four librarians – all middle aged women – stood outside the library for about an hour in their own free time and handed leaflets about their worries to members of the public. I was there – no spring chicken myself – along with two long-time reps from the Hammersmith Unison office, and a well-known local blogger and a reporter. My leg hurt and we were all moving slowly because it was cold and we were all getting old. Armed rebellion was hardly on our agenda.
But hey-ho and you never know – suddenly, we found ourselves surrounded by four or five very heavy-looking guys in black jackets – Westfield security. Thus the high camp began. These guys were ridiculously combative – Christ knows what they had on the PS3 back in the office. At least one member of our group was hanging out to meet the resource-allocation genius that decided to send in five heavies to take out three librarians.
The first guy in the video below was incredibly aggressive – ‘you can’t be here. You haven’t got permission. You have to get out.’
He got very upset when he saw I was filming. He came after me down the street, putting his hand out every now and then towards me – I thought he was going to try and grab the camera and maybe even grab me. I hurried down the road – another slow-moving, near-fogey on the run – then back up Uxbridge Road and down a side street so that I could film the scene from across the road. So far, so very tragic. People on the sidewalk were laughing, watching my little legs trotting off to safety.
You can see three of these guys on the film, standing over the women who were protesting:
You can also see one of the guys rush at the camera on Chris’ blog.
There were so many security guys hassling the librarians that people walking by observed that security inside Westfield itself had to be compromised and that now was the time to start thieving.
So. This is how public sector cuts for the hell of it look when you get down to it, people – four or five probably-badly-paid security guys trying to score points off three greying librarians on a pavement. And all for a handful of change in public-sector savings. I don’t think that this is us at our best, you know. I’d cry, if I was the type.
Here’s one of the library assistants – a ten year veteran of the job – explaining the reasons why she wanted to hand out leaflets (it was her day off, so she wasn’t on library time). She also talks about the work library assistants do.
I’ve had a lot of stupid days in my life, but today really took the biscuit.
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I can tell you this, people: the unions plan to stick tight to Red Ed, no matter how Ed and his supporters try to cut them.
I went to a House of Commons lobby for John McDonnell’s Lawful Industrial Action Bill, where two points were repeatedly observed: 1) the bill has its second reading this Friday and 2) union members expect Labour MPs to turn up to vote it on. We were there to knock on MPs’ doors and make that point directly. We like to think that Red Ed was thrilled that we were there.
We also like to think he’d back the bill. He wouldn’t need big balls to do it – the Lawful Industrial Action Bill is wet and watered-down enough to appeal to, well, any flinching Murdoch bitch. “It’s so bloody moderate it’s undermined my revolutionary credentials,” McDonnell rightly observed. It’s so bloody moderate that the TUC conference gave it full backing in September. Red Ed could hardly be burned.
The point of the bill is to end the undemocratic employer practice of challenging strike ballots on the ‘strength’ of minor balloting errors.
Employers successfully overturn ballot results where unions make small mistakes with member information – where a tiny number of addresses or job titles are incorrect, and that sort of thing. A proposed strike action with a 90% Yes vote goes no further if an employer finds holes in the union’s paperwork.
Things are even less democratic when employers are responsible for the holes. In Johnston Press vs the NUJ this year, for example, the NUJ was forced to abandon a journalists’ strike when the employer claimed to ’employ no journalists,’ even though Johnston Press’ website stated that it employed 1900 journalists and the affected journalists wanted to strike as such.
As Bob Crow observed, it’s not beneath employers to change people’s job titles quickly to scupper a ballot. The onus is on the union to make sure its member records match the employer’s. That can be hard to do if member job information changes and nobody is immediately informed. Extreme pedantry is a feature of some employer challenges: only last year, EDF won an injunction against the RMT because a strike notice defined the potential strikers as engineers and technicians, rather listing exact job titles.
Here’s Crow on life in that labyrinth:
The Trade Union and Labour Relations (Consolidation) Act already says that accidental errors made by unions ‘on a scale unlikely to affect the result of a ballot’ should be disregarded.
The problem is that employers are making hay with definitions of ‘accidental.’
McDonnell’s bill would amend the act. He wants ‘small accidental failures in ballots and strike notices’ to be disregarded and burdens of proof moved to employers – they would need to show that member records and strike notices were substantially (rather than slightly) inaccurate.
McDonnell hopes to bring UK strike legislation in line with the rest of electoral law “where an election’s outcome can’t be challenged if it was conducted substantially in accordance with the law.” (Imagine the theatrics if Boris was chucked out on account of a few misspelt names on the electoral roll).
McDonnell rightly puts the boot into Labour for not tweaking this law – and for not overturning Thatcher’s appalling anti-union laws full stop – while it had the chance. Labour’s failure then leaves thousands now even more vulnerable to the coalition’s war on jobs. Doesn’t matter how many Yes votes a strike ballot gets if an employer and a few hanging judges dropkick each of them out of frame:
For those who remain of the romantic view that employers live only to negotiate with staff, particularly in a recession, here is Matt Wrack of the Fire Bridgades Union describing an all-too-common modern-day evil – where employers use the legendary HR1 process to sack an entire workforce and tell people they’ll only get their jobs back if they sign new contracts on lesser salaries and conditions.
I’ve met so many people who never dreamed that would happen to them.
And here’s Crow reminding Labour why it is called Labour. I don’t care whether or not the RMT is affiliated to the party, or if it true that Uncle Bob is most of the way out to lunch. For once, he was right on the ball:
The bill will be read this Friday.
Am putting together some longer things atm and not publishing much until the election is over. Will mostly be on Twitter @hangbitch making childish remarks about the election for the next week or two.