No Mercy Travel.
He wants to move on from his criminal conviction for breaking election law with dirty tricks of the lowest order and bringing disgrace on politicians and his party. So Wally Bradlow has moved him on to nearly £6000 of your money missus! So with his Concillor allowance of over £9,000, the £300 for running his office and now this handout from his mate Wally Bradlow, he’s pocketing £16k reward on top of his full time salary as a Hosepipe Jockey. And they say crime doesn’t pay? Well it certainly does in Grotty Cash. Very useful when as we know, he is saving up to retire to Australia, once he’s finished wrecking the reputation of the city. So for now he's in again through the back door.
What was Wally Bradlow thinking of? I would hate to think that he was somehow implicated in the scandalous
Waltonscab-lapdance-boguspinkleaflet-dirtytricks-gotyounowhursty-where’smehat-gate, as the whole sorry saga has been named by Stinky Ink Bartles in the Oldham Chronic.
And what of that fine lady that Blert has now replaced on the No Mercy Travel Board, the lovely and feisty Juniper Clein? (Have I ever mentioned it’s German for Diddy?) Was she doing a bad job or has she been sacrificed on the alter to save our souls? Blert being one of the biggest.
She may be a bit batty, but I am told she’s got the measure of the current mob and it’s just unfortunate that her political career in Grotty Cash has been held back by her having some remaining principals and a notion of right and wrong. The kiss of death if you want to get on in the Glib Dums. Remember what happened to young Slarty Bartfast when he asked Wally some awkward questions about wasting money and the Meryl Streep Festival fiasco? The De Selectioni gang moved in with Wally and Blert at the back of the local district meeting dressed as Marlon Branston and Robert de Biro.
So Missus, what is Wally Bradlow, the leader of Grotty cash telling us about this appointment? Blert wants to move on, he says, he has accepted the courts decision and the failure to win his appeal against his criminal conviction but that doesn't mean he's accepted the guilt!
So Missus, what is Wally Bradlow, the leader of Grotty cash telling us about this appointment? Blert wants to move on, he says, he has accepted the courts decision and the failure to win his appeal against his criminal conviction but that doesn't mean he's accepted the guilt!Now I seem to recall that one of the main principals of the judicial system is that anyone on trial is "Innocent until proven guilty." Now it seems that Wally and Blert the latter day Cheesehead & Firefight have now rewritten the entire justice system, so that now it’s "Innocent even when twice proved guilty." Lock your doors and windows Missus, this means we are about to release almost the entire prison population.
I wanted to get an understanding of exactly how this affects the law and luckily my learned friend and the city’s favourite legal beagle, Sir Rex Hesperus, had invited me out for a drop of mother’s ruin at one of the city’s new nightspots, "Bar Mitzvah." Now I don’t mind these theme pubs but this one was very odd. There was no sign of a bar and instead of a jukebox there was some kid singing. Come on I said get your hand in your pocket and get the ale in. Don’t be ridiculous he said, sit down and shut up. Look, I said, I know you do a lot for charity and so do I, so come on let’s both get philanthropist. Chucklebutty, he said, with one of his withering looks, for the last time this is not a wine bar, there is no Cherry B, no Foster’s, or Guinness, Castle Maine, Black Sheep, and while you may find the odd Stella, there are certainly no Nobby’s Nuts and most definitely no pork scratchings! (He’s very thorough) It is a Synagogue and we are celebrating a beautiful religious ceremony marking the transition to manhood of that young boy up there, the one that you just referred to in suggesting that we roll Rick Ghastly.
Well it’s the same thing, I said, when I was 12, I had my first pint of wallop and that marked my transition to manhood, so is the kid getting them in then or what?
Anyway, he was having me on as later we all ended up at one of the best knees-ups I have ever been to. It went on until the next morning. Do you know missus, there was even a free breakfast laid on? That’s when Louise Alpenn MP turned up with a ballpoint pen as a gift for the lad.
She brought apologies from Birkenhead's Frank Freeload, who couldn’t come as his shoes were at the menders. Mind you I always think cobblers when I listen to him. But after all that, Rex wanted paying before he’d give me the legal view, in fact he gave me a bill every time he said no. But basically it seems that Wally Bradlow, through his detailed study of the law has demonstrated that all these judges and courts are a waste of time and money. All that fuss that was made about trial by jury, the right of Harry H. Corpus being removed, the extension of the time people may be held in custard without charge etc. none of it matters now, you just go through due process wait for the verdict and if they find you guilty you just say thank you very much I accept what you’re saying but I don’t accept the guilt. So there you are completely exonerated and moving on with your life after all that nonsense you’ve been put through. Wally should be the next Master of the Sausage Rolls.
This is excellent news for all the 300 or so MPs about to step down in disgrace, it doesn’t matter if they are guilty now, and even Wally has said so. When Joan Sanderson (Doris Bloody Yule) the Labour leader in Grotty Cash criticised the appointment of Blert, Wally said considering all the mortgage flipping Labour MPs, it’s a bit rich coming from Doris – so clearly it’s all right then by Wally, if the MPs may be facing criminal proceedings or standing down in disgrace then what’s wrong with me giving one of my convicted criminal mates a little trouser pleaser.
But I suppose this explains why all those referrals to the Ironing Boards for England about the Grotty Cash Councillors bringing their office into disrepute came to little or nothing. The fact is that a staggering number of MPs have to a large extent abandoned all moral and ethical standards of behaviour, in favour of personal acquisition, greed and deceit, where they turn a blind eye to – indeed institutionalised - corruption and embezzlement. And we wondered why certain city politicians and executive officers seemed to be able to get away behaving how they wanted, with such brazen appalling behaviour, squandering the council tax on themselves, their hair-brained schemes and gimmicks, highly questionable contracts costing us tens of millions whilst they slashed services to pay for it. We wondered why they can put two fingers up to legitimate questions under the Freedom of Information Act and get away with it? Well partly it seems because Parliament itself has been doing just the same in order to cover up their own avarice and greed. And now they are found out, they are appalled -at being found out- and yet they feel that they are just the people to punish themselves and bring aout reforms, so long as we continue to vote for them. As if they had the God given right to their jobs and their positions.
The Reforms of the Recidivists. By Jove Missus, it takes the tickle right out of your stick! 
Well the gravy train may have been derailed for UK MPs but of course this abuse is probably nothing in comparison to the expenses scams of the Members of the European Parliament and there is not much the Telegraph will be able to do to bring down or expose that system across the member states. Anyway, who will listen to us, now that we are the political laughing stock of the world? The Mother F*****s of all Parliaments, the Ladel of Democracy (£2.49 from IKEA Claim it back)
Now ladies and gentlemen, I have to sadly confess that all of the above is very different from what I had planned to write today. Having like everyone else, had to scoop my chin off the floor with each new revelation about our Dishonourable Members of Parliament. These are the people we trusted to lead the nation (even if they do make a pigs ear of it) the people you have known and listened to for years. People you have respected, given your support to, often disagreed with them but in some cases still quite liked them for their quirkiness. People who had been held in great admiration for their stances on important issues. They have let us all down in such an incredible, almost incomprehensible way and have brought shame and disgrace to all aspects of political life in this country. A bunch of two-faced, sanctimonious whingers crying because they’ve been caught, or in some cases still brazening it out with a sense of outrage that, as they see it, their right to avoid tax, plunder the taxpayers purse and profiteer at our expense is being questioned. Some of course have suddenly decided to spend more time with the family, although since they pretend to employ half of their family, they must be sick of the sight of each other.
But with all this in mind, it set me to thinking, that perhaps Wally Bradlow, The Storey Teller, Blert and all their cronies, in the grand scale of things, and when compared to this lot in Parliament…well I started to think maybe it's time to move on, after all what’s a few canapés, free theatre tickets, foreign junkets, dodgy contracts, free parking, pigeon shelters, half a million pound pay-offs, land deals, Grotty Cash Direct, the Rottweiller, Matthew Streets, Son’s Pop band, destruction of the city heritage for a quick buck etc in comparison to what’s been going on in central government. Is it any wonder I thought, that some things here seemed to just be getting a little out of hand, with no recourse, sanctions or accountability? Fear of opening cans of worms maybe?
Well the gravy train may have been derailed for UK MPs but of course this abuse is probably nothing in comparison to the expenses scams of the Members of the European Parliament and there is not much the Telegraph will be able to do to bring down or expose that system across the member states. Anyway, who will listen to us, now that we are the political laughing stock of the world? The Mother F*****s of all Parliaments, the Ladel of Democracy (£2.49 from IKEA Claim it back)Now ladies and gentlemen, I have to sadly confess that all of the above is very different from what I had planned to write today. Having like everyone else, had to scoop my chin off the floor with each new revelation about our Dishonourable Members of Parliament. These are the people we trusted to lead the nation (even if they do make a pigs ear of it) the people you have known and listened to for years. People you have respected, given your support to, often disagreed with them but in some cases still quite liked them for their quirkiness. People who had been held in great admiration for their stances on important issues. They have let us all down in such an incredible, almost incomprehensible way and have brought shame and disgrace to all aspects of political life in this country. A bunch of two-faced, sanctimonious whingers crying because they’ve been caught, or in some cases still brazening it out with a sense of outrage that, as they see it, their right to avoid tax, plunder the taxpayers purse and profiteer at our expense is being questioned. Some of course have suddenly decided to spend more time with the family, although since they pretend to employ half of their family, they must be sick of the sight of each other.
But with all this in mind, it set me to thinking, that perhaps Wally Bradlow, The Storey Teller, Blert and all their cronies, in the grand scale of things, and when compared to this lot in Parliament…well I started to think maybe it's time to move on, after all what’s a few canapés, free theatre tickets, foreign junkets, dodgy contracts, free parking, pigeon shelters, half a million pound pay-offs, land deals, Grotty Cash Direct, the Rottweiller, Matthew Streets, Son’s Pop band, destruction of the city heritage for a quick buck etc in comparison to what’s been going on in central government. Is it any wonder I thought, that some things here seemed to just be getting a little out of hand, with no recourse, sanctions or accountability? Fear of opening cans of worms maybe? And so I was about to write that maybe Wally Bradlow isn’t so bad compared to the crooks in Westminster, after all, I have always said that he’s more daft than bad. The demise of the Evil Cobbles laid by Sir Diddy, has allowed some level of decency and honour to return to Grotty Cash, with more of an emphasis on working together rather than the bullying and intimidation that characterised his regime.
There are I think genuine attempts by the Executive Officers to restore financial controls and build a proper business strategy for the city. Well it was that or external inspectors being brought in to run the city. Whether you agree with their programme or not, if you can cut through the ridiculous spin and nonsense that still undermines many actions and initiatives they at least seem to be trying to build some kind of a vision for the city and we can only hope that they succeed. But all of this is in spite of the Glib Dum administration not because of them. It was their policies and administration of the city that got us named as the worst council in the country.
I even wanted to wish Dicky Mint the Storeyteller every success as the new Lord Mayor, it’s true I wasn’t keen to say the least, but for the sake of the city, I hope he makes a good job of it. And believe it or not missus, that is still the case. Good luck to the mad bugger. But once the year is up…sod off.
Give him a peerage or a knighthood if you like just get him out of local politics, before the liver Building is turned into a KFC and the Liver Birds are given a crispy batter coating. if you can still see them once they've finished building the Fourth and Fifth Disgrace.
That's what I wanted to say before gracefully bowing out but sadly my feelings of “let’s move on” have been tarnished in the use of those very same words by Wally Bradlow and his appalling decision to appoint Blert to this position.
That's what I wanted to say before gracefully bowing out but sadly my feelings of “let’s move on” have been tarnished in the use of those very same words by Wally Bradlow and his appalling decision to appoint Blert to this position.
Well the standards board investigation that Wally Bradlow faced, concluded that he showed naiveté and was lacking in judgement. In the circumstances of this appointment, by bringing his disgraced fellow firefighter back into a paid and important, prominant role in the city, with the ink not yet dry on his recent criminal conviction, then the conclusion of the Standards Board about Bradlow is perhaps the kindest possible judgement of the man. There will be many others now making their own judgement.
Poor Mr Stilton, what must it be like to have to have to put up with this day in day out? Realistically though, what can he do? There have been all the accusations of cover-ups and whitewashes and probably justified in some cases but in reality what can be done to combat this lunatic administration without a new civil war between officers and members. The city went through enough during the attempted coup by Sir Diddy against Dickie Mint the Storeyteller.
Poor Mr Stilton, what must it be like to have to have to put up with this day in day out? Realistically though, what can he do? There have been all the accusations of cover-ups and whitewashes and probably justified in some cases but in reality what can be done to combat this lunatic administration without a new civil war between officers and members. The city went through enough during the attempted coup by Sir Diddy against Dickie Mint the Storeyteller. Remember, when Stilton was the Head Caretaker for Skools, he was highly regarded and seen to be very capable and sincere. He had a very positive impact on those services.
Has he been completely drawn in or, as I have - perhaps generously - asked before, is he having to bide his time and play the game? Is it guile or gutlessness? Apart from the money, which quite frankly he is raking in, it cannot be an enviable task to try to be instructed by, follow, manage and work with this politically bankrupt and despotic mob. I really don’t know how much better it or he would be under Doris and the Labour crew, but it surely couldn’t be worse? Could it? And if a change of political leadership allows Stilton to become the person he once appeared to be, then maybe we could see the end of the spin machine and a genuine vision for the city emerge. A City leadership and administration that begins to put the local people before the politics and our public service before self service.
This is not just about the election next year and Labour versus Lib dems, it is also about the decent Lib dems themselves standing up for what is right and challenging the disgraceful actions and behaviour of their leadership, that has discredited their name and their reputation. .
The opportunity brought about by the expenses revelations makes it time now to try and get the Grotty out of Grotty Cash. The Lib dems can’t rely on Nobby Clogg, their new national party leader doing it for them, he’s had his head in the trough like the rest of them in Westminster. The ordinary rank and file members of all parties have to take action.
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We talk of the new pride in the city, then why not a new pride in yourselves? Across all the parties? In the words of Martin Bell, Dump the Dingalings.
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It's time to stop them all taking us for mugs!
In the meantime
It seems to be a very Tatty Bye Everybody,
Tatty Bye
Be nice to each other.
Be nice to each other.
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