This week in UK legal history, it’s all about the pensions strike by lecturers, professional services and librarians:
I feel sure that Bracton’s sister would have been completely behind the union on this one. (offering solidarity on behalf of the Union of Families of Reputed Medieval Treatise Writers along with Glanvill’s Auntie and Britton’s Kitten).
The following lines have reached me – I cannot speak for the provenance of this work of literature, (and I take the point of the International Association of Weasels about some of their members being quite honest and straightforward, and that of the British Trough Diners’ Club that they have made great strides in improving their image by the promotion of dainty eating amongst members and guests, and do not appreciate reinforcement of tired stereotypes of greed and indelicacy) but it does seem to chime in with the attitudes of a certain body …
We’re getting unwelcome attention
For our stance of tone-deaf condescension
We could end this all easily
But we’d rather be weaselly –
Promise ‘talks’, (only not about pensions).
[PS, Just ignore those unpleasant ‘noises off’
It’s just some VCs, falling, snout first, into a trough.]
( https://www.theguardian.com/media/2018/feb/24/vice-chancellors-expenses-scandal-channel-4-dispatches-universities )
Update: good heavens, here’s another ‘leaked position paper’ (yes – it does strike me as odd that policy is being expressed through the medium of limericks, but who am I to question?)
We know it’s unfair, doesn’t mean we
Can’t stiff our staff really obscenely
We can dump defined benefit
If we sex up the ‘deficit’
Now: pass me my porn star martini.