A couple of weeks ago the WMCA were due to hold their inaugural public meeting (and an ancillary meeting). Despite having large council chambers and the like dotted around the area this was not good good enough for the b*llshitters who needed to make a big splash commensurate with their perceived self-importance. We, the public, had this self-appointed body thrust upon us as our civic leaders rushed to suck the cock of Mr George Osborne who has done such a magnificent job for us all of late. One flash of the public cheque book (or, more accurately, maxed-out credit card) and they swooned at his feet. No referendum or other vote on this for the people, oh no. But then these clowns still have to try and sell us "the idea" and so the propaganda machine whirrs into action with the magical four-letter word beloved of these snake-oil salesmen (and it is mostly men), JOBS. We are then told that the huge costs of having yet another tier of government on top of our bloated councils (the sh*t-hole that is SANDWELL has SEVENTY TWO councillors already - many of whom are thick, unemployed, couldn't run a tap and regularly cock things up royal) together with yet another bureaucracy will, in fact, actually save us money and "be good for the local economy". And so this shower started exactly as they mean to go and hired not one but TWO halls at the mega-expensive ICC for their first beano (which, of course, used to be owned by US - the people - until it was flogged off into the hands of privateers).
The Skidder turned up to hand out some leaflets exhorting this august body to refuse accession to the "treaty" for the corrupt Labour dictatorship of Sandwell and also to desist from appointing its joke "Chief Executive", Jan Britton, as Chief Operating Officer (the leaflet I distributed is shown below the subscription to this post). I took the opportunity to publicly-ask the bizarrely-named new Duce of the WMCA, Bob "downhill all the way" Sleigh how much the shindig was costing but he replied that he didn't have that information! I feel a freedom of information request coming on, don't you readers?
If all the above is not bad enough I was genuinely shocked to discover just how overwhelmingly stuffed with white, middle-aged, bourgeois males* these meetings were. Take a look at my snaps. Yes there are a few women dotted about but a lot of them were underlings of their alpha male "superiors" and, I kid you not, were actually trailing behind them clutching files etc. Otherwise, many of the women were in fluffy PR-type roles and the like but you won't see many of them actually sitting around the top table! Oh and by the way, the vast majority of females were white too.
The meeting was so dazzlingly white I checked to see whether there was a "no blacks, no irish, no dogs" sign on the door. Yes there was a tiny sprinkling of non-whites (you might just spot the cipher Ninder Johal in one shot) but this is Birmingham/The West Midlands FFS! How on earth is this bunch in any way representative of our great diverse City region? This is an appalling state of affairs and must be rectified NOW if this already tarnished body is to have any credibility at all. As above, with the Brexit vote, we are sending out a clear message to the world - "p*ss off foreigners and non-whites. Welcome to Little Britain."
Incidentally, the whole meeting was a fiasco in any event. This was meant to be "the grand opening". I have repeatedly warned other councils in the region to beware of "Sadwell" and, of course, it was Sandwell MP, "leftie"-public school-educated John Spellar who left a turd on the luxurious carpet. He raised a last minute challenge to the new authority in Parliament and so the whole expensive Durbar went ahead without any legal standing whatsoever with all "decisions" to be ratified at yet another meeting! Our leaders still had to refer to it as "a shadow meeting" "lol". I did warn you, West Midlands!
But the bouncers are letting "Sadwell" in to drink all the booze and throw-up in the bogs and they are appointing the pathetic Britton as the new "COO". Within minutes of the meeting starting (late) our obese friend already appeared bored and started playing with his phone (he cannot usually manage one task at a time and so I doubt he was "multi-tasking"). He was then asked a question by Sleigh and couldn't answer waffling about, "to the best of my knowledge [sic]" and, "as far as I am aware [sic]" etc.
In the words of Catherine Tate's foul-mouthed Nan: "Whaaaaat a load of f*cking sh*t!"
And all together now - Sing-a-long a Skidder - "Bob Sleigh. Has only got two halls".... etc
*Declaration of interest - I too am a white, late middle-aged, bourgeois male.
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