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Try saying……..instead of

Within the CTCC, they have recently undergone some ‘training’ in an effort to enlighten them and bring them up to date with the currently political correct hot subjects that appear to be put in place as some form of arse covering exercise. One of these diversity type issues included inappropriate language in the workplace, known locally round our way as swearing. I have some of my own views on this but have included some advice and some alternatives that could well be deemed to be appropriate.

Having a very mix of strategic geographical areas to cover with the CTCC (City, Town & County Constabulary) the various bases have collective terms by which they relate to each other. None of the comments are intended to be offensive or offer personal insult but are the friendly banter that has been taken and given as a small offer of humour to offset the darker things that exist. Not only is it now forbidden to engage in these so called inappropriate greetings or friendly banter but also a professional attitude at all times is the order of the day. Spontaneous outbreaks of morale by general piss-taking must stop forthwith. The ping pong of social friendly abuse between City ****ers, Town ****ers and County ****ers simply has to stop. We do not want people to be offended and get upset now do we.

And so it goes………………….

It  has been brought to management’s attention that some individuals throughout the  organisation have been using inappropriate language during the course of normal  conversation with their colleagues.

Due  to complaints received from some employees who have been offended, or some employees who might have been offended if they had been present when this type of inappropriate language may have been used, this type of  language will no longer be tolerated.


We  do, however, realize the critical importance of being able to accurately express  your feelings when communicating with colleagues.


Therefore,  a list of 13 New, strategic and Innovative “TRY SAYING” phrases have been provided so that  proper exchange of ideas and information can continue in an effective  manner.

1.
Try  Saying:
I think you could do with more training
Instead  Of:
You don’t have  a f***ing clue, do you?
2.
Try  Saying:
She’s an aggressive go-getter.
Instead  Of:
She’s a  f***ing power-crazy b*tch
3.
Try  Saying:
Perhaps I can work late
Instead  Of:
And when the  f*** do you expect me to do this?
4.
Try  Saying:
I’m certain that isn’t feasible
Instead  Of:
F*** off , you got no chance…..
5.
Try  Saying:
Really?
Instead  Of:
Well f*** me.
6.
Try  Saying:
Perhaps you should check with…
Instead  Of:
Tell someone  who gives a f***.
7.
Try  Saying:
I wasn’t involved in the project.
Instead  Of:
Not my f***ing  problem, mate.
8.
Try  Saying:
That’s interesting.
Instead  Of:
What the  f***?
9.
Try  Saying:
I’m not sure  this can be implemented within the given timescale.
Instead  Of:
No f***ing  chance mate.
10.
Try  Saying:
It will be tight, but I’ll try to schedule it in
Instead  Of:
Why the f***  didn’t you tell me that yesterday?
11.
Try  Saying:
He’s not  familiar with the issues
Instead  Of:
He’s got his  head up his f***ing a*se.
12.
Try  Saying:
Excuse me,  sir?
Instead  Of:
Oi, s*** for brains.
13.
Try  Saying:
Of course, I  was only going to be at home anyway
Instead  Of:
Yeah, who  needs f***ing holidays  anyway. Do you want blood as well.

Section within a section, within a section

Well the stuff has hit the proverbial fan somewhere deep within the inner sanctum of the CTCC management labyrinth of power. It seems as though an, as yet, unknown number of officers have made comments on pieces of paper at a conference that suggested that all is not well within the specialist field of canine specialist support. These comments, normally confined to fall on selectively deaf ears have, it seems, got a sponsor, who seeks to develop their career by stamping out such insurgency and has made sufficient ripples that the usual  brand of ignoring such trifles is not going to go away. This could turn out to be just too good an opportunity to miss. It is amazing how some stones remain un-turned but others, the small ones, get turned over and over again, despite absolutely nothing crawling out from underneath.

Hence a really big investigation is underway and those who do not play by the rules are to be ruthlessly sought out and redeployed if compliance is not total.

The established rules of engagement between the tried and trusted methodology of those with the experience, credibility and particular skills that have been assessed and honed at one of the country’s relevant training establishments, have become subject to the misguided claims of a small, but sufficiently supported minority, who seek to deflect some of the alleged short-comings they may have.

I dare say that the management will delve, seek to find something to justify their one sided beliefs and cast unfounded aspersions on a handful of specially selected individuals without listening to the other side. A cunning management plan will, no doubt, identify something that they want out of it all and nothing will get in the way of their aims. If all else fails, they could always tar everyone with the same brush to ensure that no one slips through the net. Heavens forbid, they might even decide to totally change the way the training is done by bringing in someone with no credibility or qualifications in the world of specialist dog training support, all this despite accredited documents and practices in place.

The taste of sour grapes from a particularly poor vintage are in the air, clouded only by the misguided and agenda based smoke and mirrors that accompany such events.

As is usual in such cases, their will be a few random scapegoats to allow the management to show their quest was somehow honorable and the originators will be given an effective shield of invincibility, immune from the slightest critique no matter how bad they might just be. Everyone will be expected to bury the chips on their shoulders and get along as though it really never, ever happened.

Glass houses and stones?

There you have it, effective management at its best…………. You really can’t beat it.

Ghost of Christmas past………

This is one from the archives……………………

 

Its a few days before Christmas.

Dave, as I’ll call him, an only son has come back on home leave. He’s in the Army.  He has been looking forward to coming home for months. A chance to relax, unwind and to have some quality time with his family and friends. He’s 18 years old and is looking forward to time with his family after a tour abroad and some beer with his mates.

He meets up with his best friend who I will call Steve. They go out for a couple of bevvies, meet up with some more friends and over the night and the talk of foreign places, catch up what they have been up to and keep no count of what they drink, why should they ?

Steve plans on leaving his motor bike in the pub car-park and walk home with Dave, who will be staying at his parents nearby. It gets late, too late and somehow the decision is made for the both of them to ride home on the bike.

Don’t know who made it, no one will ever know, but its too late to change it.

The tree at the roadside, on the bend, never even flinched.

The bike ?

Well, that was left in bits all across the road. Amongst the bits were two dials that gave up their secrets. They gave the road speed and the engine revs at the time the bike, Dave and Steve met the tree.

The people who can work these things out gave about 70 mph. Some of us tried to help them, to help the bendy-toy like bodies and the mess inside the helmets. They still groaned for help but nobody, anywhere, could have helped.

Some of us preserved the scene but we were unable to preserve their lives whilst the ambulance crew told us what we already knew. Others busied themselves with directing the passers by out of the way and towards the detours around the scene.

Then some of us had to go to visit the homes of these unfortunate lads, just young boys out for a great time.

The parents of Dave knew exactly. They knew that we brought bad news, even before their doorbell rang.

Parents can sense things, read your body language.

Just exactly how do you tell someone that their only son, who had come home for Christmas, was not coming home for Christmas ?

How on earth do you try to share their dread to try to make it easier for them, or perhaps easier for yourself ?

You can’t, no training can prepare you for this moment.

Are you the parents of Dave ? etc etc etc. You know and they know. You know that deep down inside they know what you know, not the exact details but that you hold a horrible secret.  But they still hope that you have somehow made a mistake, a terrible,terrible mistake.  Perhaps they have not heard you properly, in their personal moment of momentary denial that they have not heard you correctly, that this is some sort of a nasty dream.

But it is not.

Your mouth is dry, you got that funny thing fluttering in your stomach, you try not to stutter or mumble and get your message across clearly, concisely, as humbly and respectfully as possible. In their eyes are the questions that they simply do not know how to begin to ask you out loud. Someone has to go with them, luckily not me. No more awkward questions and no more awkward silences.

The parents of Steve wondered what trouble he had got himself into this time and couldn’t see the signs, too quick defending their son against all comers and thought there had been some form of conspiracy. Another case of mistaken identity or the wrong crowd he had got in with.

There had been no conspiracy. No wrong crowd. Not this time.

Only some terrible, terrible news. Then they were quiet.

We leave them to their grief. Here we are necessary trespassers but only for a short time.

Whilst we were left with protecting the scene for a closer examination the following day it dawned on me.

At 3 o’clock in early hours of a cold and frosty December night a new picture emerged that no-one had seen before.

A tyre mark, illuminated by the frost that ran for an awful distance around the bend, that bend, nearer and nearer towards that damned tree. Clear and vivid as though it had been painted onto the road.

No-one else had seen it, just me.

Closer and closer until it also met the same tree. Again the tree never even flinched. It all came back again, more vivid than before.

People moaned because the road was closed, how inconvenient for them. But they would probably enjoy their Christmas. They would be the lucky ones. I never slept for 3 days, never slept properly for weeks but I did have a Christmas, of sorts.

Like the birth of your child, the laugh of your loved one or the thoughts that make you smile, somethings you never, ever forget.  There are darker, helpless moments when you realise just how insignificant and useless you really are and how little you are able to change. no matter how hard you try

We never found out who was driving or who was pillion.

We only knew that two families would have a miserable Christmas. Lots of friends of the two families would be full of sadness. This would be a Christmas to remember, but for all the wrong reasons.

We just put it down to another life experience that helps us to deal with the next life experience in the hope we make a better job of it next time.

The bosses say to you, ‘be professional’.  But they never tell you about this.

Nobody tells you about this.

Police and Crime Commissioners

Having seen the new way forward of the election of PCC’s across the country, it was quickly apparent how low the turnout was and how lacking in interest many of the population were.

The CTCC Police area has got one newly ensconced and due to be sworn in to take up the reins of power.

There have been assurances that they will not be deciding Policing priorities but will be setting budgets.

How clever of the Government.

To deflect from the cuts in Policing budgets, why not spend a shed load of money to bring in a new regime of Police Commissioners to deal with setting the Policing budgets for all areas.

Then, unlike before, when there are complaints about lack of budget finances, the Government that brought in the system can claim it is somehow not their fault. It is the fault of the Commissioners, an elected person, as they have set the budgets, not the Government.

Yet again we see the Government deflect from the dwindling Policing budgets by being able to put the blame on someone else.

Delegate or sell off the problem and then blame everyone else when it all goes wrong.

At the same time expect all sorts of positive brand promotion to come out at every possible opportunity to show that the whole show has been an outstanding success. We will be assured that we will be getting the same or better service for a fraction of the cost. With this new, better, more efficient and effective Police service in far better value for money.

But out there in the real world…………………………away from the think-tank state of mind, or the offices where they dream up ways of cutting budgets to ‘save money’ because the current system is not sustainable, who do they think they are trying to get to believe them?

Guidance or Rules. Is there a difference?

In all the years I have been involved with Police Dogs, the one thing we tried our best to adhere to was the Home Office manual on the training and care of Police Dogs.

This manual of guidance was the bible. Over many years it was amended and modified and known under different names but the fact that it set out its parameters never changed.

Anyone who disregarded the rules deserved to be dealt with appropriately, be it in training, deployment or on matters of care and welfare.

More importantly, if you were not very good as a handler, or lacked the ability to train your dog(s) this could be evidenced and you could face the appropriate, ultimately removal from the world of working a Police Dog.

It appears that in some areas the ‘guidance’ now offered by the current document, despite being a Nationally accredited and accepted document, holds no sway with some members of the management in the CTCC and some parts of it can be disregarded. The inconvenient parts that is.

On the scales of the bigger picture, the one side of following the guidelines to show best practice and to protect handlers, instructors and the organisation is heavily offset by the other side where the state of mind in some areas is that the guidelines are exactly that. Only guidelines which we do not need to follow. Add to that a great deal of risk managing things and all handlers are safe in the knowledge that when their arses are on the line the organisation will be firmly behind them with relevant answers to the questions of why certain ‘guidelines’ may have been selectively ignored.

I hope this never happens as the management responsible for zephyrs of selective ignorance will have moved on and poor handler X may find themselves in the spotlight trying to justify things that have occurred as a result of management ignoring the rules, sorry guidelines.

There have been instances where training has become a dirty word, an activity that produces nothing measurable so can be reduced to provide more time for handlers to become more involved in doing things that can be measured and therefore better managed. Or the management already has a pre-determined agenda, their agenda.

Training is essential and vital.

This is because of a number or reasons.

The fact that the guidelines state so is one reason.

Producing better Police dogs is another.

Ignoring the guidelines for convenience is like juggling eggs.

Eventually someone will drop one.

We need a bigger car.

Whilst these two are having a friendly chat, Can you imagine giving the guy a lift home?

‘Mind your head when you get in’

Night of the long knives……..

Within the CTCC, they have recently undergone some ‘training’ in an effort to enlighten them and bring them up to date with the currently political correct hot subjects that appear to be put in place as some form of arse covering excercise. One of these diversity type issues included innappropriate language in the workplace, known locally round our way as swearing. I have some of my own views on this but have included some advice and some alternatives that could well be deemed to be appropriate.

Having a very mix of strategic geographical areas to cover with the CTCC (City, Town & County Constabulary) the various bases have collective terms by which they ralate to each other. None of the comments are intended to be offensive or offer personal insult but are the friendly banter that has been taken and given as a small offer of humour to offset the darker things that exist. Not only is it now forbidden to engage in these so called inappropriate greetings or friendly banter but also a professional attitude at all times is the order of the day. Spontaneous outbreaks of morale by general piss-taking must stop forthwith. The ping pong of social friendly abuse between City ****ers, Town ****ers and County ****ers simply has to stop. We do not want people to be offended and get upset now do we.

And so it goes………………….

It  has been brought to management’s attention that some individuals throughout the  organisation have been using inappropriate language during the course of normal  conversation with their colleagues.

Due  to complaints received from some employees who have been offended, or some employees who might have been offended if they had been present when this type of inappropriate language may have been used, this type of  language will no longer be tolerated.


We  do, however, realise the critical importance of being able to accurately express  your feelings when communicating with colleagues.


Therefore,  a list of 13 New, strategic and Innovative “TRY SAYING” phrases have been provided so that  proper exchange of ideas and information can continue in an effective  manner.

1.
Try  Saying:
I think you could do with more training
Instead  Of:
You don’t have  a f***ing clue, do you?
2.
Try  Saying:
She’s an aggressive go-getter.
Instead  Of:
She’s a  f***ing power-crazy b*tch
3.
Try  Saying:
Perhaps I can work late
Instead  Of:
And when the  f*** do you expect me to do this?
4.
Try  Saying:
I’m certain that isn’t feasible
Instead  Of:
F*** off , you got no chance…..
5.
Try  Saying:
Really?
Instead  Of:
Well f*** me.
6.
Try  Saying:
Perhaps you should check with…
Instead  Of:
Tell someone  who gives a f***.
7.
Try  Saying:
I wasn’t involved in the project.
Instead  Of:
Not my f***ing  problem, mate.
8.
Try  Saying:
That’s interesting.
Instead  Of:
What the  f***?
9.
Try  Saying:
I’m not sure  this can be implemented within the given timescale.
Instead  Of:
No f***ing  chance mate.
10.
Try  Saying:
It will be tight, but I’ll try to schedule it in
Instead  Of:
Why the f***  didn’t you tell me that yesterday?
11.
Try  Saying:
He’s not  familiar with the issues
Instead  Of:
He’s got his  head up his f***ing a*se.
12.
Try  Saying:
Excuse me,  sir?
Instead  Of:
Oi, s*** for brains.
13.
Try  Saying:
Of course, I  was only going to be at home anyway
Instead  Of:
Yeah, who  needs f***ing holidays  anyway. Do you want blood as well.
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