Showing posts with label 2006 Immigration. Show all posts
Showing posts with label 2006 Immigration. Show all posts

Wednesday, 7 April 2010

I PUT MY HANDS UP M'LUD


Oh dear, oh dear, oh dear. How we did laugh.

I thought I’d take a few minutes off reading stories about how the three “main” parties, so beloved of the press, are going to make my life in this country better for me, despite the fact that we all know it’s a pile of pants. Four weeks of this. Heaven help us!

Anyway, I’m glad I took a break, for here we have England’s, Wales’s and Northern Ireland’s highest legal officer, The Rt Hon. and Learned The Baroness Scotland of Asthal QC (ironic name for the woman in charge of the law in England, Wales and NI, but we’ll let that pass) and guess what. She was done over by her cleaner. Yep, you heard me right. (OK you read me right!)

I’m glad she’s not in charge of law in this country. The idea that her cleaner is cleverer than she is is scary, you’d have to agree. Maybe they shoud swap jobs?

Scotland said she bitterly regretted not making copies of the documents Loloahi Tapui presented to her before she took up her role as housekeeper and dog walker at Scotland’s London home.

The case is embarrassing for Scotland, whose failure to do as she was obliged to do, meant that she was in breach of the 2006 Immigration, Asylum and Nationality Act that she brought to law when she was a Home Office Minister.

I have to do it for every non British national that I interview, never mind employ. Perhaps Baronesses are different, them being aristocrats and all.

Anyway, there’s something a wee bit fishy going on here. You see, she (Scotland that is) says that she explained to Tapui that, because she was a lawyer, everything had to be above board. This seems to indicate that she was being mindful of her obligations, but still, after all that, she forgot to get the stuff photocopied. Sloppy or what? (She says in her defence that there had been bereavements in her family and it had been a hard time for her......)


Worse still, Tapui told her that she knew who Scotland was, despite the fact that she said that “I didn’t use my title”. Tapui said that her husband had seen her on tv.

So, my question is. Would you, if you were an illegal immigrant, apply for a job with the Attorney General, knowing who she was, and knowing that she was likely to look into everything and want to keep records very very carefully because it was more than her job was worth to mess up?

(Well OK, I take that last bit back but the woman’s from Tonga for heaven’s sake. She wasn’t likely to know how corrupt the British government was.)

I think the answer is no. I think you would avoid applying for a job with any member of the government or any high ranking official. I think you’d be looking for someone who was tight, and dodgy from the legal point of view, who’d be happy to turn a blind eye to your illegal status and, in return not pay you properly and you wouldn’t be able to complain! Well that’s what I think...

What do you guys think?
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