At the CTCC there is a sudden and unexpected crisis being discussed at meetings within the inner sanctum of the SMT secret bunker. It appears that we are facing severe increases in our fuel costs for operational vehicles. This has resulted in a huge dent in the fuel budgets that the bean counters claim they had not bargained for and will be subsidised from elsewhere, no doubt to someone else’s misery.
I also suspect that the bean counters responsible for failing to miss out on this little hole in the fuel budget will not be challenged over their incompetence.
The emergency biscuit reserve budget might be in for a worrying time over the next few months.
As a result we have mileage restrictions for response vehicles to keep within a new restricted budget limits with severe words of advice if these targets are breached.
Whilst the management meetings continue to take place at varying locations within our Force area to allow for inclusion and involvement, thus incurring unnecessary and avoidable travelling expenses, the response units are shackled by even more restrictions and targets.
We are being encouraged to spend more time patrolling on foot in a new an innovative way of letting our communities see us and come onto contact with us. Of course, in line with the current NIM models and trends, we will only be allowed to patrol on foot in areas where the Force will able to count some more beans and thus reflect on another new and radical management stroke of genius in the leadership and decision making world of career enhancement.
This harks back to the early 80’s when we had more Police Officers on foot than we had driving around in cars. This is when we had more time devoted to being in the accessible public arena and a lot less things to measure as part of a whole host of business plans and strategies. This is when we were encouraged to give time to the public, to investigate even the minor crimes and officers knew people who lived within their communities. No need to embed yourself because this is what you did everyday.
With the announcement that inflation is running high at 4.4% (to the shock and horror of everyone who pays bills and believes it to be more like over 10%) I suspect that another shafting over our pay is galloping over a hill somewhere near you. I think I can already hear the hoof-beats somewhere rather close-by.
Once again I can see the shafting stick on the table. BOHICA.
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