"retired Under Investigation."

[JAMESBJOHNSON]

http://www.nola.com/news/index.ssf/2008/07/punished_nopd_officer_kept_his.html

This is why the world stays fucked up.

 

[sr71plt]

http://www.nola.com/news/index.ssf/2008/07/punished_nopd_officer_kept_his.html

This is why the world stays fucked up.

Umm, no, JBJ. It's because Laz-Y-Boy sourpusses like you are permitted to vote is why the world stays fucked up. And dats da truth.

 

[oggbashan]

When my father finally retired after 65 years of working for Her Majesty's Government, the personnel director read out the reprimand my father had been given at age 16.

My father, then a telegraph boy, had been given an urgent telegram to deliver to the Dean of St Paul's Cathedral. The urgency was emphasised.

My father mounted his offical motorcycle (He was allowed to ride from age 14, and no driving tests in those days) and rode at at high speed through the City of London. He rode it up the steps of St Paul's Cathedral and left it leaning against the main door of the Cathedral while he ran in with the telegram.

Later that week he was reprimanded. The Dean of St Paul's had complained to the Prime Minister about the telegraph boy's cheek in using the main door of St Paul's as a motorcycle prop.

63 years later the record of his offence was still on my father's personnel file.

At his retirement party the recital caused a laugh that even the then Dean of St Paul's, a guest at the party, thought was well deserved.

Og

 

[elfin_odalisque]

When my father finally retired after 65 years of working for Her Majesty's Government, the personnel director read out the reprimand my father had been given at age 16.

My father, then a telegraph boy, had been given an urgent telegram to deliver to the Dean of St Paul's Cathedral. The urgency was emphasised.

My father mounted his offical motorcycle (He was allowed to ride from age 14, and no driving tests in those days) and rode at at high speed through the City of London. He rode it up the steps of St Paul's Cathedral and left it leaning against the main door of the Cathedral while he ran in with the telegram.

Later that week he was reprimanded. The Dean of St Paul's had complained to the Prime Minister about the telegraph boy's cheek in using the main door of St Paul's as a motorcycle prop.

63 years later the record of his offence was still on my father's personnel file.

At his retirement party the recital caused a laugh that even the then Dean of St Paul's, a guest at the party, thought was well deserved.

Og

Loved the anecdote but what would have happened if he wanted a visa to visit the US or work with children in Europe?

 

[SeaCat]

http://www.nola.com/news/index.ssf/2008/07/punished_nopd_officer_kept_his.html

This is why the world stays fucked up.

This doesn't surprise me in the least.

Cat

 

[oggbashan]

Loved the anecdote but what would have happened if he wanted a visa to visit the US or work with children in Europe?

It wasn't a crime. It would have been a minor incident IF the Prime Minister hadn't been involved.

He visited the US on many occasions, usually visiting the British Embassy in Washington on official business. He was allowed in and out of the US despite having entry and exit stamps for the USSR, China, Taiwan, Iraq, Iran, Israel, Saudi Arabia and Egypt.

Og

 

[sr71plt]

Great story, Ogg. I found an oddity in my personnel jacket when I retired from the government as well. Early on in my career, agents had been assigned to track my activities at a conference I went to in New York on Communist China and the UN (China's seat was being contested at the time). The keynote speaker was, (gasp) Averell Harriman (one-time governor of New York and U.S. ambassador to Britain and the Soviet Union). The fun part is that my office had signed me up to go to that conference and gotten all of the reservations and tickets. Later in my career, agents were assigned to track me on a visit to China, citing my attendance at the earlier conference. My trip to China was also an office-directed assignment of my government as part of the entourage of Richard Nixon's China trip (where, of course, I was far too busy tasting Nixon's food to be cavorting with my Red Chinese handlers).

 

[keeblercrumb]

Rocket? No, I'm just glad to see ya!

http://www.nola.com/news/index.ssf/2008/07/punished_nopd_officer_kept_his.html

This is why the world stays fucked up.

Like your new AV.....

The NOPD has been highly successful over the years at shooting itself in the foot, but this is beyond belief..... Particularly given the decision to return to the "blue shirt".

Oh well, at least they aren't robbing liquor stores like they used to.....


-KC

 

[oggbashan]

My father also got into trouble much later in his life.

He was a Fellow of the Royal Geographical Society. In one of their publications in the 1960s he found reference to an English Language publication about Geography published in China. He wrote off to get a copy of the publication. Of course it was Chinese Government propaganda about the achievements of heroic peasants battling the elements and hostile revisionist cadres interspersed with genuine articles on China's geography.

However, as soon as he was on their mailing list he was bombarded with masses of literature extolling the Chinese Government. Because of his position this flow of propaganda had to be investigated by the security services who finally advised his superiors that it would be more suspicious for him to try to stop the literature than to continue to receive it. They exonerated my father from the suspicion of having Chinese Communist sympathies.

I still have a page of one of the calendars he was sent, titled "Red Flags Fly! The Gang of Four is Down!" showing one of the spectacular river gorges sprinkled with Red Flags on every conceivable ledge (badly cut and pasted before Photoshop). I kept it because it was such crude propaganda.

Og

 

[ishtat]

When my father finally retired after 65 years of working for Her Majesty's Government, the personnel director read out the reprimand my father had been given at age 16.

My father, then a telegraph boy, had been given an urgent telegram to deliver to the Dean of St Paul's Cathedral. The urgency was emphasised.

My father mounted his offical motorcycle (He was allowed to ride from age 14, and no driving tests in those days) and rode at at high speed through the City of London. He rode it up the steps of St Paul's Cathedral and left it leaning against the main door of the Cathedral while he ran in with the telegram.

Later that week he was reprimanded. The Dean of St Paul's had complained to the Prime Minister about the telegraph boy's cheek in using the main door of St Paul's as a motorcycle prop.

63 years later the record of his offence was still on my father's personnel file.

At his retirement party the recital caused a laugh that even the then Dean of St Paul's, a guest at the party, thought was well deserved.

Og

Was the Dean the famous Red Dean?, I'm not sure if he was at St Pauls anyway

 

[oggbashan]

Was the Dean the famous Red Dean?, I'm not sure if he was at St Pauls anyway

Long before the Red Dean... Hewlett Johnson ...who was at Manchester and then Canterbury.

Og