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  • The Un-Civil Servant

  • BB

    BB is Bureaucratic Bullsh*t.
    It can also stand for Big Brother.
    In the civil service, they are one and the same.

  • What’s it all about?

    Bureaucracy is an umbrella term for official incompetence; that is, incompetence which has officially been sanctioned as being good practice. No-where in the world is that more apparent than in the British public sector. Misadministration of public services is the backbone of every government led department.
    Trust me, I’m a civil servant.

  • It’s a disease

    Bureaucracy runs rife through the corridors of power like a child riddled with ADHD, high on fizzy pop, crisps and jelly-beans.

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DWP – Dead Walking People (one)

Christchurch Earthquake - University

I will knock down the Gates of the Netherworld,
I will smash the door posts, and leave the doors flat down,
and will let the dead go up to eat the living!
And the dead will outnumber the living!        The Epic of Gilgamesh

There was a huge bang, an explosive boom.  It was quickly followed by an intense rumble that vibrated through the building.  We all looked up from what we were doing, most of us still on a call.  Never one to pass by a chance to rid myself of an obnoxious customer, I cut my call off and looked around.  Those still on calls continued to help the ungrateful callers, albeit with a puzzled look on their faces, those of us not on calls looked around the office and at each other, wondering what had happened.  The rumbling trailed off but seconds later, the windows rattled violently as if buffeted by hurricane winds.  Some of the women gave short screams, a couple of staff ran to the windows and peered out.  It had felt like an earth quake but we don’t get quakes in the UK which shake buildings like that and I’m pretty sure they don’t start with a bang.  The windows stopped their rattling and normal office sounds resumed.   How odd.  Had it been a bomb somewhere up the road or a gas explosion?  Before I could open my mouth to speak to my colleague next to me, the windows shook again, this time with less vigour.

O.M.G!  A thought struck me and a memory from my military past came flashing back.  In the event of a nuclear detonation, there is a fast blast of air that radiates outwards from the explosion, then a few seconds later, it returns to the source as a vacuum is created by the intense heat.  Is that what it was?  Had we finally entered World War Three?

. . . to be continued . . .