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Irish Ranger (Sevvy)

@VeteranIrish

Aug 7

Bath Night

🧵 1/5. A couple take in an 18-year-old girl as a lodger. She asked if she could have a bath but the woman of the house told her they didn't have a bath but if she wanted to she could use a tin bath in front of the fire.......

2/5. “Monday's the best night, when my husband goes out to darts," she said.
The girl agreed to have a bath the following Monday....
After her husband had gone to the pub for his darts match, the woman filled the bath and watched the girl get undressed.

3/5. She was surprised to see that the lass didn't have any pubic hair. She mentioned this to her husband when he came home. He didn't believe her, so she said:
"Next Monday, don?t go to darts. I'll leave a gap in the curtains so you can see for yourself.."

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Irish Ranger (Sevvy)

@VeteranIrish

Jul 3, 2024

This is a long thread, but everything you need to know about the Police.. 😁😁

🧵 1/4. Although written by an Inspector in the Met. Who got into a little bit of trouble. You may recognise some similarities.

Enjoy.

“This blog post was BANNED by the Metropolitan Police!

Today’s policing is nasty and brutish. And short, ever since the height requirement was abolished to provide employment outside panto season.

This is a guide to policing in the real world. This is everything you need to know about the boys and girls in blue.

I’ve been a police person for loads of years, so know what I’m talking about. I’m also a proper senior officer, so I’m never wrong.

The police contain two sorts of people — men and women. I have worked with both during my career. Police officers can be readily identified by other police officers. The trick is to look for the ones balancing a silly pointy hat on their head. Others will have a variety of pips and crowns or stripes on their shoulders designating rank. The higher the rank, the higher the level of self-regard. You are promoted by people with even higher levels of self-regard than your own.

In London, the rank structure is slightly different to elsewhere. We have Commanders. Nobody knows what Commanders do, but they all live together at headquarters. Above Commanders are Deputy Assistant Commissioners, Assistant Commissioners and the head honcho, the Commissioner. All these people want to be the Commissioner, so they spy on each other and tell the Commissioner tales to get one up on each other.

Commanders and above get their own cars with a driver. When they get promoted, they are given a shiny catalogue and model cars to push around to help them choose. The cars are fitted with blue lights hidden in the front grills and two-tone horns in case anyone ever needs a Commander on the hurry up. Nobody ever needs a Commander on the hurry up.

Each London Borough has a Chief Superintendent in charge. They are known as Borough Commanders but are not Commanders. They just like the name because it is the best one. They are in charge of the Senior Leadership Team which consists of Superintendents and Chief Inspectors. The Chief Inspectors all want to be Superintendents so make the tea all the time and are the designated drivers at Christmas and birthdays.

The Senior Leadership Team used to be called the Senior Management Team (SMT) but they were often mistaken for the Safer Neighbourhood Team (SNT) so this was changed. Senior officers are far too important to deal with dog poo.

The SLT meets every two weeks in a secret location where they wear flowing robes and blame Inspectors for everything.

Police officers also wear different coloured helmets in public order situations. If you want to lob a brick at an Inspector, aim for the red helmet. He’ll be well behind the lines, so have a good throwing arm. You’ll need some kind of projectile launcher if you wish to hit a more senior rank. They will be surrounded by runners and advisers though, so if hitting a sycophant is good enough, you’ll have quite a wide target area. Be careful not to hit the fire brigade by mistake. It might wake them up.

Some police officers don’t wear uniform. Some are engaged in deep level covert undercover work, so even a small piece of uniform can lead to disaster. Shoulder epaulettes on white shirts are a dead giveaway in gang circles.

Standard plain clothes work is somewhat different. Here, an officer will don a North Face jacket, blue Levi jeans and Timberland boots. White-faced and with cropped hair, they will then stand outside Brixton tube station wondering why nobody is offering them drugs.

2/4. Police conduct surveillance in plain clothes. It would be silly not to. Lower level more amateur levels of surveillance are easily compromised. A colleague spent ten hours in the back of a van watching a drug dealer’s address. Exiting the van after seeing no activity of any sort, he was surprised to see ‘POLICE SURVEILLANCE VAN’ spray-painted across the side. The van remained in use for another two years as no one could agree what budget a complete re-spray should come from.

On another occasion, a suspected car thief was arrested and taken into an unmarked police van by officers in plain clothes. His somewhat novel defence at court was that they claimed to be members of the Provisional IRA who were going to kneecap him. His argument was that pretending to be members of a proscribed terrorist organisation rendered his arrest unlawful. This was his lawyer’s argument in reality. The defendant was of very low intelligence and slept with his mother as we discovered when raiding his house one morning. His defence was found to be ridiculous, and he was convicted. No police officer would ever act in this way. Even for a laugh.

We once tried a new technique of overt surveillance when following a Northern Irish paedophile. He had been asked to leave Northern Ireland by concerned local citizens in balaclavas, so had moved to London and changed his name.

We followed him for most of the day, peeking around corners then ducking back when he turned, talking into our armpits and walking around shops directly behind him. He called 999 on several occasions telling them that he was being followed by the police. A juvenile and silly operation, but at least he wasn’t sexually assaulting children or being shot by Republican terrorists.

About an eighth of the Met is made up of CID officers. In this role you attempt to charge people with crimes. If you can’t find anyone to charge, you use juju magic and pretend it didn’t happen. CID are intellectually superior to uniform officers, and are expected to never leave the building until it’s time for the Freemasons outing to the seaside.

Detectives used to have to get people to admit to a long list of crimes they may or may not know anything about. This practice has ceased until something less obviously open to corruption is found. CID officers used to smoke roll-up cigarettes in the office and start drinking at 1 pm. These practices have also ceased. The CID used to be an attractive proposition for the hobby drinker who enjoyed fitting up slag, but those days are sadly long gone.

There are a number of specialist detective squads who are known as ‘squads.’ The most famous is the Flying Squad.

They used to take out old school East End blaggers. Now they are mainly concerned with promising footballers nicking cash from Group 4 trucks then crashing their stolen mopeds. Innit.

The murder squad never close a case. They just forget about the ones they haven’t solved. The more wooden officers get to go on Crimewatch and say ‘Yes Kirsty, that’s right’ for no reason. Murders are categorised as A, B or C.

Cat C murders are where someone kills someone else then wanders to the police station to tell them all about it. The suspect will be locked up and ready to go before the HAT car is called. The HAT car is the Homicide Assessment Team. They come out and suck their teeth like a cowboy builder before deciding whether the case is glamorous enough for the murder squad. The proximity to the weekend is also a factor when all the detectives will be on double time.

Cat B murders are where the murderer is known, but we don’t know where he is. He can often be tracked down by someone dressing up as a postman and knocking on his door. If you do it in police uniform he’ll hide in the loft.

3/4. Cat A murders are where the press film everything and the Commissioner has to use a Commander to go on the telly next to the Scotland Yard sign. Nobody will ever have seen this Commander before so the press can’t ask awkward questions about expenses or why he’s got blue lights fitted to his Range Rover.

The Counter Terrorism Command used to be the Anti-Terrorist Branch but have softened their media profile in recent years. Their work is covert and highly specialised. Such is the need for secrecy nobody knows what anyone else is doing. Even their mums. They often phone people up but won’t say who they are so it is assumed they are selling something and get hung up on. They listen to the police radio when a member of the public reports a suspicious package. They lose interest when the attending officer kicks the package and doesn’t lose a leg. Sometimes they speak to foreign people who have been arrested but never use their real names. They got this idea from Spooks on the telly.

The Directorate of Professional Standards targets corrupt police officers. Whenever a DPS officer visits a police building everyone sits silently and carefully deletes their Internet history. If the DPS can’t gather sufficient evidence to prosecute someone, they will use other methods under the discipline code. Hence you will see officers being sacked for having a shit haircut or photocopying their face. The DPS play the long game and consider corporate risk and reputation. DPS officers sleep soundly at night knowing they are not as unpopular as Traffic Officers.

Other specialist units include the helicopter where it is essential you can talk in a fuzzy upper-class accent. They spend most of their time chasing young inbreds on mopeds going across fields. The helicopter does not go up in rain, fog or in the dark. Or on a Sunday morning if the pilot has had a big session the night before. If the helicopter is over West London for more than an hour Heathrow Airport shuts down and everyone gets very upset.

The dog unit is a breed apart. Dogs are chosen following rigorous selection. The real nutters are sent to the army.

Some kinder souls apparently decide police work is not for them and are sold to kind people in kind houses. The remainder get to drive around and bite people for running away or hiding in mattresses.

Mounted branch stroll around central London pooing on the road.

The Territorial Support Group are the riot police. They are made up of people who are particularly adept at wearing big riot helmets and standing in lines occasionally hitting people. In the hierarchy of people who stand in lines, they are number one. They are Level 1 trained which means they can run around with little round shields and break into peoples houses where the occupier is really really not keen on the police.

Level 2 officers are one level down from this. They get to wear helmets, but not all the time.

Level 3 officers are not allowed to wear riot helmets at all. Level 3 officers wander about aimlessly and get to stand next to police tape.

Each group has views on the other — Level 1 officers see themselves as highly trained experts in their field. Other people see them as bellends.

Armed officers come in several versions. You can be in Royalty Protection standing outside Windsor Castle where you have to tell American tourists whether the Queen is at home or not. You have to have a grey beard to do this job. Stick on beards are acceptable for female officers since 2012 when they were recognised as an underrepresented group in Royalty Protection. Other armed officers protect diplomatic premises. They stand still for two hours and do not speak to the occupants of their embassy. They are swapped around every two hours to make sure they haven’t had a stroke.

They also cover Downing Street and every now and then almost cause the Commissioner to resign by alleging a Cabinet Minister called them a pleb.

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Irish Ranger (Sevvy)

@VeteranIrish

May 11, 2023

@RJH_397

“A Powerful Lesson” @RJH_397 👍🏻

🧵 1/6. This is a powerful lesson…

A high school class is learning about the Salem Witch Trials. Their teacher told them they were going to play a game.

2/6. “I'm going to come around and whisper to each of you whether you're a witch or a regular person. Your goal is to build the largest group possible that does NOT have a witch in it. At the end, any group found to include a witch gets a failing grade."

3/6. The teens dove into grilling each other. One fairly large group formed, but most of the students broke into small, exclusive groups, turning away anyone they thought gave off even a hint of guilt.

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Irish Ranger (Sevvy)

@VeteranIrish

Dec 11, 2022

Did you know? ⚓️ 🚢

🧵 1/7. The passenger steamer SS Warrimoo was quietly knifing its way through the waters of the mid-Pacific on its way from Vancouver to Australia. The navigator had just finished working out a star fix and brought Captain John DS. Phillips, the result.

2/7. The Warrimoo’s position was LAT 0º 31’ N and LONG 179 30’ W. The date was 31 December 1899.

“Know what this means?” First Mate Payton broke in, “We’re only a few miles from the intersection of the Equator and the International Date Line”.

3/7. Captain Phillips was prankish enough to take full advantage of the opportunity for achieving the navigational freak of a lifetime.

He called his navigators to the bridge to check & double check the ship’s position.

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Irish Ranger (Sevvy)

@VeteranIrish

Nov 30, 2022

@DrChrisParry

Military Humour - Navy Courage ⚓️@DrChrisParry

🧵 1/6. A Russian, an American, and a British admiral were having a drink on an American aircraft carrier. They were talking about the bravery of their sailors.

The Russian said, “I will demonstrate the bravery of our sailors.”

2/6. He calls a sailor over & says, “Jump off the ship. Swim under it & climb back up.”

The sailor promptly salutes & jumps off the flight deck, swims under the ship, climbs up the davits & stands in front of the admiral & salutes.

The Russian says, “Gentlemen, That is courage”

3/6. The American says, “That's nothing.”

He calls over a PO and says, “I want you to jump off the bows. Swim under the ship to the stern and then return."

The PO salutes, jumps off the bow, swims to the stern, and climbs back up to stand in front of the admiral and salutes.

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Irish Ranger (Sevvy)

@VeteranIrish

Nov 9, 2022

🧵1/11. The reason we wear a poppy; 🌺

On November 7th, 1920, in strictest secrecy, four unidentified British bodies were exhumed from temporary battlefield cemeteries at Ypres, Arras, the Aisne and the Somme.

None of the soldiers who did the digging were told why.

2/11. The bodies were taken by field ambulance to GHQ at St-Pol-Sur-Ter Noise. Once there, the bodies were draped with the union flag.
Sentries were posted and Brigadier-General Wyatt and a Colonel Gell selected one body at random. The other three were reburied.

3/11. A French Honour Guard was selected and stood by the coffin overnight of the chosen soldier.

On the morning of the 8th November, a specially designed coffin made of oak from the grounds of Hampton Court arrived and the Unknown Warrior was placed inside.

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