Category Archives: Democracy

The Highland Council

For as long as this journalist can remember, the people of Caithness wanted to go back to local councils. However, with constituency boundaries being changed yet again and everything being centralised further, it is highly unlikely. Speaking with a friend, we talked about the Greater London Council who got out of control with spending, and were broken up. Is now the time to break up The Highland Council. With MSPs being thrown out of public meetings, and inward investors being threatened with violence, albeit not physical (yet) perhaps it is time. Especially as this particular journalist does not concede to being bullied, as Cllr Rosie found out. It is of course, all about money as it is in Northern Ireland. They are fast finding out that this journalist will face anyone down, even PSNI, who are in the courts in London.

So where shall we go where it is civilised – Lincolnshire perhaps.

When is a brain not a brain

Answer… when it belongs to the staff of a certain housing association which shall, for fear of ridicule, remain anonymous for the time being (sic, now happy to expose them -2024)

When is chauvinism not chauvinism? (Sic: they don’t know what misogyny is either. It came up a few times in the period of this case, included in a note when yours truly wrote that Snr XXX was a misogynist pig. The truth hurts, but only if you know what it means.) When they say so. Mmmm… we’ll see about that. The first two skirmishes of the Fold have been won. Peace and tranquillity for a week now, with him downstairs gone to ground like the coward he is. He is not allowed to look at me, engage with me or annoy me. So say PSNI (but who listens to them anyway?) This is him what did nothing in the Troubles, and when you guys were putting your lives on the line on a daily basis, he sat back and grinned. So he told me. The story of the seat is another one which was also told in Scotland and led to the Battle for Brough Bay . Ah well. He can only sit there now between 10am and 7pm if he wants to talk to his chums.

As for the eejot upstairs. For the sake of spending £50 on a router, now the said housing association has to pay hundreds of pounds on printing costs. They want to use my wifi “now that it’s installed”.. Oh no, say I. I have not put it in for your convenience. But it will cost a fortune. And I care because?

I don’t. I’m off to Scotland