It turns out in the UK the council can spy on who you’re (assumed) to be having sex with.
To those of you lucky enough to not be au fait with UK local government the Council Tax is a levy that our locally elected parasites piss up the wall and use to empty your bins – sometimes. When we lived in Manchester the council saw fit to (partially) fund “Islam Expo – a Call to Humanity” but couldn’t be arsed to take my bust fridge away (I torched the fucker in the end – filled it with scrunched-up junk mail and dead aerosols and it went-up like Hiroshima). To return the courtesy I couldn’t be arsed to tell them my girlfriend had moved in with me. This ensured the 25% single-occupier discount on the Council Tax remained.
Rotherham, Greater Manchester:
A surveillance dossier used by the Labour-run Rotherham council shows permission has been given to inspectors to use â€œdrive-past surveillanceâ€, sweeping round and round the block for a glimpse of lovers staying overnight.
Claimants of a 25% discount for single people in Thurrock, Essex, have to sign a form authorising â€œthe council or its agents to make inquiries to corroborate this claimâ€ and â€œinspect the propertyâ€.
Socially inadequate? Tired of inflating your “girlfriend”? Into stalking? refused credit on “used” Japanese school-girls panties on the internet? Join the Council and rootle through people’s dirty washing and sniff their panties and get paid for it!
Jeebus Hornblower fucking Crimbletide on turbojet-powered moped who the bastarding-hell do they think they are? The fucking KGB? I am waiting for someone to give one of these preverts a righteous hoiking up the bracket (and elsewise).
It gets worse…
Councillor Tim Young said: ‘We are entitled to take photographs of people who have committed an offence – we have checked and it is all above the law’.
Earlier today it emerged that security guards and town hall workers were being armed with sweeping police-style powers.
For a few hundred pounds, state and private sector employees can receive Home Office accreditation.
This allows them to hand out fines for a raft of offences, from dropping litter to riding a bike on the pavement.
They can also stop cars to check their tax discs, seize alcohol from underage drinkers and demand people’s names and addresses.
…And thus it starts. Not with the big-stuff but the little. Years ago the British adult comic Viz had a strip called The Bottom Inspectors – a collection of uniformed quasi-fascists who kicked people’s door down in the middle of the night to check if they’d wiped properly. They were often thought to represent the SS or the Stasi. They were actually based upon the ticket inspectors on the Tyneside Metro. Well that’s what Chris Donald, co-founder of Viz, said anyway.
I’m beyond wanting the bastards out of office. I want to get positively Wallachian on their asses.
H/T Obnoxio the Clown and the newsagent (I only went in for a Coke).