The pigsticker is dedicated to hunting down and skewering the incompetents and trough-wallowers in the country and Oldham in particular. If ya built with straw or sticks, I'll huff 'n' puff and blow your house down! If ya have feet of clay, beware the flood! If ya nose is deep in the trough, beware the PIGSTICKER!
TROUGHERS BEWARE! THE HUNT IS ON!
WHAT BIG TEETH YOU HAVE!
Bigger, sharper teeth than our ramblings in the on-line Oldham Evening Chronicle, which are being strangled by ever increasing censorship or moderation as they call it. We, the people of this town have no collective public voice to shout on our behalf, willing to question and challenge the lunacy visited upon us by the numpties in The Tower Of Babble, various thieving MPs, the legions of PC police at GMP, PAT'S, PACT'S, academy lovers, transport 'experts', vastly overpaid Council Officers from Charlie Chuckles downward, quangoes, placemen, do-gooders, do-badders, tree huggers, Brussels and Alcock! You get the idea? We intend to remedy this via the revamped Pigsticker. Now with added fibre. If any of you out there want to join us in restoring the town to it's former pleasant aspect, please feel free to submit articles. No moderation on this site!
Tuesday, February 16, 2010
THE MILLERS TALE - - - continued.
Hot on the heels of the news that the Vance Miller fiasco was going to cost US upwards of £5Million, comes word of yet more pure fuckery by those clowns in The Tower of Babble. So confident of winning were the self inflated bastards, that they engaged the services of a PR company, (Bell Pottinger North), to announce their victory and launch the celebrations. Ha! Hubris strikes back. When the case collapsed, after Judge Jonathan Foster called it 'misconceived from the start,' these PR parasites were left with nothing to do to earn their crust, only issue a 134 word statement, explaining the cock up and stating the bleeding obvious, "no comment.' When I say 'crust', I must explain it is a very tasty crust. Tasty to the tune of £10,354 more of OUR money. That is £77.27 per word. Which, even by the standards of OMBC profligacy, is a pretty good days work.
Repeated attempts to find out where the money to pay for the whole fuck-up, is coming from, get the usual 'no comment until a review is completed.' There has been no date given for the completion of this review. Fat bastard Sy£es, Feeder of the Council, asked last week if the council was fully covered for any claims resulting from the court case, said insurance was ‘appropriate.’ That is not the answer to the question. Is appropriate, sufficient? Why is it a secret? WE pay the fucking premiums, after all. Can you get insurance to cover your costs when you lose a case that should never have been brought in the first place?
In it's report of the fuck-up, the Manchester Evening News revealed that the solicitors to Oldham council even sent an itemised list, to Mr Millers solicitors, of what they were expecting to receive in costs
when 'they won the case'. Now we are waiting for the reverse to happen.
£77.27 per word, eh! Well, here's a few for Sy£es, Charlie 'Turd' Parker, A£cock and Co. Fuck off you useless set of tossers! There, that's £541 worth.
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