Did you see this latest piece of nose rubbing in the shit, news? The town is fucking skint. Services being cut left right and centre. Does anyone know what an assistant executive director for strategic projects and investment, with responsibility for property assets and development, actually does? Apart, that is, from drawing a huge salary. (Anyone from the Council going to let on how much he's on?). Why do we need yet another wunderkind added to the already top heavy bureaucracy of this band of chancers. Surely we have enough managers and directors to sort out the job, without wasting yet more of OUR money. I eagerly await the news that we were lucky to get someone of Darren's calibre and experience and that if we want the best man for the job, we must pay for it. Why is he leaving Stoke? Is he a mate of Charlie's? Maybe we could hear something about his long and meritorious service and his many achievements as Development Director at Stoke-on Trent since January 2009. Not so long ago Stoke was named as one of the worst places to live in the country. Might we know Darren's contribution to the problem? Memo to Fat Bastard Sykes and all his talentless cronies. WE ARE FUCKING SKINT!! The creaking noise you hear is belts being tightened all across the borough. Apart that is from Sykes himself who's never tightened a belt in his life. He has the look of someone who has spent his whole parasitic life letting out his belt at our expense. Services are being cut back. Amenities closed. Nothing is being replaced. WE have sod all. Why don't you try getting along without all these jobsworths? Get the useless fuckers in the Tower Of Babble up off their lazy fat arses and MANAGE.
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