Up against the wall, brother. Just remember to take their names first
Iām not sure this shouldnāt be in the comedy section
I can detect a slight whiff of certain prejudice in the interviewees; especially that cunt in the ridiculous glasses.
Tories on the whole tend to be selfish cunts who just want the policies that help themselves. Pretty much epitomised by the twat who said āIām at an age where I donāt particularly care about saving the planetā
The tory motto should be āme, me, meā
I want to believe that itās satire, but I know itās not
If the basic recipe is poor, it doesnāt matter how much icing, decoration or spin you put on the product the end result will still be poor. Here we have a government not fit for purpose but full of spin, icing and decoration delivering persistent failure and shit sandwiches to the majority of this countries people. Of course hardship doesnāt have real meaning to those on millionaires row.
I love the fact that all of those interviewed lacked the self awareness to realise that they are all massive cunts spouting utter nonsense.
This government is not one to let slide any opportunity to push the boundaries of utter cuntishness.
Do MPs still get full pension after 2 years?
The real kicker will be ripping up FILO. One of the issues they have is that to avoid compulsory redundancy they ask for volunteers as a pre redundancy measure. The civil service is top heavy in terms of demographic and a lot of old farts like myself will volunteer. We tend to be toward the top of the pay scales and have more than 30 years in.
Ie, we are expensive. Whereas the new recruits bought in during Covid will be a tenth of the cost to make redundant.
I shall write to Liz forthwith to volunteer. I never did get a reply from Bonzo.
Public sector redundancy pay has been under pressure for more than a decade. We had to lose headcount during the financial crisis and we had two redundancy rounds, about 20 months apart IIRC. I volunteered for both. My boss said he couldnāt spare me in the first one. He then actually left and the new guy felt able to let me go when the second round came (because of the way our programme changed I think those calls were both the right ones, TBH). The fact is though that the lump sum and pension enhancement arrangements were cut back between the two rounds. Assuming my life expectancy wasnāt too far from average I reckoned that the gross difference in lifetime payout between what I did get and what I would have got if Iād gone 20 months earlier was ~Ā£100k. As far as Iām aware itās the single largest amount of money I have ever ālostā.
Very noble of you to admit that the two calls were the right ones in face of that change. Iād be fuming!
They were pretty objective really. To begin with I was spending most of my time seconded to another dept who were working on a very large (few hundred million) proposal and needed my very specialised expertise. The job only had a year left to run and given my investment in it Iād have been very hard to replace. 20 months later that work was complete and I was making a succession of small contributions to other work while considering my next role. So I was much easier to let go as well as much cheaper. I was also much more pissed off in the job - it was clear that the other deptās proposal was being screwed by our own very senior management for political reasons.
Yes, those old arrangements were very good. As a union rep I remember getting a voluntary redundancy deal for a group of Tracers, a skill whoes time was up. They pretty much all got a full pension, pension lump sum and around 3 x annual salary. In those days it was, if you were over 50, essentially compensation for time left, the ideal age age being 1 day less than 55.
All the Tracers were women, it was a dockyard thing, they all liked me after that, happy days.
In my area it was one of the things that compensated for otherwise uncompetitive salaries - mates at BAE Systems, PA Consulting, Rolls-Royce etc were all on āproperā money compared with me.
When I worked for the D of E we had a group of Tracers in the drawing office (all women Tracers headed up by a man). Those women could turn my scrappy offerings into things of beauty. They were fabulous at what they did but, as Bob says, a skill whose time was up.
My mum was a Tracer at Ferranti Hollinwood before I came along. Back then they built transformers, you know the kind even Coco couldnāt find a use for.
But, but I voted for sovereigntyā¦