Tuesday, April 17, 2007

Council idiocy

Thanks for the figures RH which, to be fair, are a little disingenious but the underlying sentiment remains. This is a rort we are well shot of. That this has died its rightful death is both excellent news and predicted by my goodself a week ago. Good riddance.

Jobsworths. Pitiable beings who are just that - deserving of pity. It is not their fault that they have to put the meal on the family table by 'working' at a totally meaingless task paid for by your taxes whether this be government, local council or whatever. Bureaucracies need Jobsworths by the shedload to function (sic) and, therefore, the Marxist State of Aoteoroa is awash with them and their number is increasing almost exponentially if plotted against time. These are the men and women immortalised over thirty years ago by Jeremy Taylor in his song of the same name. Did you know that Auckland has a City Council Service Request Manager? This bloke is a woman and has her fifteen minutes of fame this morning after she removed a couple of park benches adjoining that cultural landmark of the city, the red wraught iron fence outside the container wharf. These were placed by a tour bus operator for his customers to rest their weary bums upon whilst waiting for a bus. He put them in place (at his expense) because getting the 'proper consents' for a permanent place of repose would have taken over six months. 'We can't have people placing items of street furniture all over the place'. Who gives a fat rat's backside - pun intended.

I'll tell you who, the totally biased committee who is hearing submissions into the billboards this week. Apparently they have had about eighteen hundred submissions of which about seventeen hundred are opposed to the legislation. With opposition like that it is of course a gimme that it will be passed. We are watching another ersatz 'consultaton process' that is a specialitie du maison of this country. Make up your mind what you want to do, bore everyone witless whilst you sit through all interested parties saying they disagree with you and then do it anyway. This Committee is a lot more blatantly biased than most but the result will be the same.

Whilst we are talking about stupid bureaucracy for buraeucracy sake a tale from the golf club - yes it is that time of year already. I am a member of North Shore Golf Club whose course adjoins Kristen School. The fifteenth has to be moved to minimise the danger of balls straying into the school and injuring kids with all the legal and financial drama that would entail. The course is currently populated by lots of large yellow earth moving machines and there is works being done all over the show. The course is built on North Shore clay and so the drainage is parlous at best. The opportunity is being taken to improve matters at various sites and the Club has managed to get North Shore Council to pick up the bill for some of this. I have no idea how they managed this but it is all good. However work is delayed at present because one section of the drainage project needs an extra manhole that was not in the original plan. The North Shore Council is now waiting for the Auckland Regional Council to process the resource consents (plural) for this. One manhole in a massive drainage improvement project on a private golf course that already exists and has done so for fifty years. We have one set of council wallies waiting for another set to tell them can put in an extra manhole. Stupidity on a biblical scale.

There is some really naughty stuff on the front page of the World section this morning. The Tasmanian miners were rescued last year only after several mine safety rules were broken by the rescuers. Tsk Tsk. The lunatics are in charge of the asylum the world over.

Bloody Helen was allowed on our America's Cup boat yesterday. How apt that racing was abandoned. I only hope thay have fumigated the eighteenth man seat after she sat in it. I am fast coming to the stage when the mere sight of this woman is making me physically ill. When this was reported on the six oclock news last night I had to leave my tea and check the latest post on Fishing.net until my wife told me it was safe to return. Helen hates sport (pretends to like League but I suspect this has ulterior motives like everything else she does - working class man's sport etc. etc) and is there with cameras clicking in Spain. I see she dragged the poodle along with her - I wonder what Peter Davies did to get enough Brownie Points to be let out of the house.

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