Monday, 28 September 2009

Volunteers Wanted - No Experience Necessary, As Training Will Be Given

Something strange has happened to this post. It has vanished and all that remains are these two pictures, which I substituted for the original Walther PP. The above shows the result of someone mishandling a .45 calibre firearm and some pretty rank footwear to boot.

I think I may have shot myself in the foot, because the original post contained a list of comments, one of which was from Conan the Librarian asking what I thought of someone called Sgt Smellie. Conan, I hope you read my reply, but if not I'll do another one, otherwise I'll put this down to the mysterious black hole of Bloggerworld.

This may be continued............. hang on... the comments have suddenly re-appeared......

12 comments:

David said...

Another fascinating article Hog Day - thanks very much. Despite the nostalgia for "the Good Old Days" that we might all have at times it seems obvious that things must evolve and hopefully for the better. Identifying the difference between experience and seniority, together with the question of taking and delegating responsibility will be issues in all walks of life. Having a written journal of the decision making process seems a no-brainer - if it's going to be used to learn from. Not just by the protagonists involved at the time but by their colleagues in the future and in other organisations.
Unfortunately there will always be
some who are interested in self-protection - that will never change. What will change though is people mixing ammunition in sweet-tins (one hopes) however whilst I'm a civilian petrified by what weapons can do I'm sure that familiarity can breed contempt - there was a great story in George Macdonald Fraser's brilliant "Quartered Safe Out Here" memoir how a visiting RE
officer mended their mess table by shoving a mine under one leg. It was only weeks later that they discovered it was still live.....

Hogday said...

Thanks for looking in with a comment David. The Superintendents I had trouble with were indeed those who, as you inferred, confused the delegation of "Authority" with that of "Responsibility". I often found myself politely explaining that they could delegate the former 'till the cows come home, but the latter stayed with them, even if they scuttled off home!

Blue Eyes said...

I'm sure I have read some of that somewhere else ;-)

Definitely worth reading though. Not much to add apart from keep writing the good stuff!!

Hogday said...

Blue: You must be a member of the `unabridged` club :) Part 2 is under the editors scissors and black marker pen.

Blue Eyes said...

What club is this? A secret society? I smell free masonry! How can they afford to give it away free?

I think you posted some of it before ;-)

Hogday said...

Blue: I did email it to you a while ago but I don't think I posted it - unless that "Broadside" did my legs??? Tell me, is Maggie still at Number 10?

Conan the Librarian™ said...

Excuse me for hi-jacking your post Hogday to ask this of you and your readers.
What do you think of Sergeant Smellie?

Sierra Charlie said...

He has already been found guilty in the Court of Public Opinion.

Alas for the media and commentators on both sides, the law is a little more complicated. An action which could be regarded as very violent could be perfectly justifiable in some circumstances, another action which is less aggressive could be totally inappropriate in other scenario.

What we don't know as armchair critics is actually what happened there on the day. We have seen some ropey mobile phone footage and heard a lot of screaming from interested parties. I will wait to see what evidence is presented in the court.

Hogday said...

Revised response.

Conan and Blue: Sorry for the slight delay there. I've been off the news of late and I didn't twig the name, having to Google it. I thought you were talking about some character from a Viz cartoon strip. Boy is that name a gift to red top journalists.

I worked in the same force as a guy who was, IMHO (and that's what you asked for) nothing more than a thug. Handy when your back was to the wall and you were all out of luck, but for the 97% of the time that you weren't, he was still a thug and a bully and, most dangerous of all, had a sharp, scheming brain in amongst all that grey thuggery matter. Perfect for the Paras, of whom I have the greatest respect and family connections, but in my old outfit (who didn't parachute into war) he left a trail of shit and damaged people (including colleagues). I, and many, many others, found it puzzling how he was kept in the job, let alone promoted.

The few fleeting glimpses I saw of `the incident` on the shakey footage made me go, `that was just typical of.......`, but as for who it was on that footage or why he did it, I know not.

As for me, I never, ever gave anyone a backhander like I saw on that fleeting footage. The only people I felt I had to hit copped something quite a bit harder, before I arrested (or attempted) to arrest them for something they needed arresting for. As for baton strikes, I don't know what the current guidance is, but the intentional application of force to another without their consent remains an assault and to be exonerated the assailant has to justify it. Like you and many others, I await the justification, but it isn't occupying my every waking moment :-/

Conan the Librarian™ said...

Your fame spreads Hogday.

http://callingengland.blogspot.com/2009/10/comment-of-week.html

powdergirl said...

Jesus! The pics re killing me!
Between this and that poor cut up back over at the ILHs blog, I may never eat again.

Yeah, I got your warning a little too late.

Hogday said...

Conan: Thanks. Found the link on the Calling England blog, one that I have now added to my viewing list - thanks for that. PS. I'll be back in your home town in 9 weeks (thats how long it's taking me to save up for just ONE night). I'll be the Englander in one of the queues rummaging through the litter bins by the kitchen of The Balmoral :)

PG: I have more pictures - incl me in just my boxers and boots on my last day in the police - its a long story but guaranteed to bring up your breakfast into any conversation.