Random musings from the front line (well, more like the support trench, or perhaps the castle 10 miles away, supping Chateau Lafite with the General Staff) in the battle for curiosity, inertia, grammar and a Dachshund called Colin.

Tuesday, January 17, 2006

R-E-S-P-E-C-T Men Who Hit Women.

R E S P E C T, find out what you mean to me...

Came across this little gem in (where else?) The Guardian public sector jobs supplement. This infuriating document contains more than a hundred pages of non-jobs, all of which are highly paid and come with gold-plated pensions and, worse of all, are funded by us.

But this job takes the biscuit. If you fancy being paid twice the salary of a nurse (or 3 times that of a junior soldier, sent to die for his country) in order to "develop a system of accreditation for domestic violence perpetrator programmes and associated support systems", why not apply to work for "Respect"? It seems that George "I salute Saddam's indefatigability" Galloway's political party has a sideline in teaching wife-beaters how to get qualifications in their chosen hobby. Yes yes, I realise that this organisation is probably not the same as the party of choice of Bethnal Green's fundmentalist "community", but with the word "RESPECT" being in the news at the moment thanks to His Toniness' latest soundbite, it seems somehow apposite.

"Me, guv? I've got a GCSE in slapping the missus, and a NVQ in shouting "slaaaaaaaaaaaaaaag" the loudest."


5 Rants & Replies:

Blogger WordWhiz said...

I'm speechless!

4:59 am, January 17, 2006

Blogger garfer said...

They should appoint a few comprehensible English accreditors and equip them with baseball bats.

9:00 pm, January 17, 2006

Blogger Boofykatz said...

Have you just noticed? Is this the roundabout route to an honourary degree in naivete? Every local rag is full of these new labour sinecures week upon week, and we sheepishly accept the council tax hikes to pay for them year upon year. I am staggered by the unwordliness of people who 'just notice that'. It is one thing to duck below the parapet, and another to insert ones cranium deeply into one's rectal passage.

9:37 pm, January 17, 2006

Blogger Merkin said...

Boofy - who said "just noticed"? Not me. I see these every week, and get incredibly frustrated with my taxes disappearing to such unworthy non-jobs. And I'm not sure about your parapet-ducking vs head-up-arsehole comparison either? Hmmmmmm. Who are you talking about?

10:25 pm, January 17, 2006

Blogger The Lady Muck said...

Well, my boyfriend Mungo hits me and he's well clever. He just needs some opportunit... Nah can't carry on with that one. I'm all for pansy-arsed community projects but that does take the mick somewhat. More provoked by the fact it is to do with helping those who commit domestice violence than the expenditure issue. Boofy: Honestly no offence intended, but I do think that's a bigger issues than extra council tax. Could be wrong thou ;)
Wicked blog merkin.

6:06 pm, January 18, 2006


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