This brief encounter with our first and only internet troll started way back in May 2012. “eVirtual_Assist’ is our former Twitter user name. We’d been up on Twitter for a while, doing what we do, exposing the neverending scandal and the part played in that scandal by unaccountable officers / councillors at Wirral Council. Then along comes an anonymous person with an axe to grind.
We quickly blocked and never responded, but this didn’t deter. Here’s how the ball got rolling…
19th May 2012
Warming to this theme, he / she was back a few days later:
…still more (with a new colour photo):
Could there be even more? Ohhh, yes !!
He / she then had a rest for a week and came back with renewed vigour…!
More? Yup… A gap of four months, and just as we were starting to really miss him / her… bang !
And finally came a rather woeful coup de grace…
We scratched our head for a while, wondering who this might be. But soon, things started to gel and become a little clearer. The person doing the trolling appeared to have knowledge of very specific information; information which your average timewasting, nothing better to do, bored out of his / her brains timewaster would have no way of knowing.
Thinking even further back….. As we sat at our final hearing in late Summer 2003, accompanied by our T&G union rep, watching the trumped up “Gross Misconduct” charges collapse around us one by one, we were intrigued about how these senior managers sitting before us had scraped the very bottom of the barrel in ONE particular area…
This concerned a married female colleague of ours, who was closely involved in the er, how shall we put it, “shenanigans” that we’d blown the whistle on, which had been occurring for years on a weekly basis.
Once word had gotten around that we’d been suspended, and the coast was clear, she’d evidently made a beeline for the managers dealing with our case, bearing ‘fruit’. This turned out to be a story about us approaching her at a Christmas party the December before, making lewd suggestions, being threatening and generally making a very threatening nuisance of ourselves. The fact that this ‘incident’ had ‘happened’ 8 months previously, without being followed up at the time, appeared to be of no consequence to David Green (Director of Highways) and also the head of HR, (ex UNISON full-timer), who it seemed were very keen to overlook the delay and make these charges stick.
So as we walked into the room and the hearing got underway, there they both were, behind the desk, heads down, carefully consulting their notes. Eventually, they looked up with pained expressions, named the female colleague and began speaking forth in sombre tones, describing the Christmas party “incident”. And so, in this grave manner, they began to level a detailed charge of ‘sexual misconduct’.
After setting the scene, they then turned to matters of context, and how xxxx had described us as some sort of ‘weirdo’, who made her feel ‘nervous’ and ‘shaky’ and generally ‘gave her the willies’ (for want of a more appropriate phrase). We allowed them to finish their piece and started our response by saying…
“We have a question for you. Would you like us to describe the inside of her house?”
“Sorry, Paul. What do you mean?”
“Well, last spring, just before we were suspended,we were in work, it was coming up to dinner time and xxxx took us to one side and to our surprise, invited us back to her house, which is just around the corner. She said it was, “to help her with some printing.” She knew how good we were at IT, and hoped that we could assist her. The printing job was some sort of “fitness routine” for a health club she was a member of. We thought it was a little unusual to be asked, and we were a little wary, but after only a little persuasion, were only too glad to accompany her home. We went in her car, just the two of us, and we did what she’d asked us to do. Now… would you like me to describe the inside of her house?”
“Er, no… thanks Paul.” spluttered Mr Green, “Forget that one. We’ll move onto the next charge…”