When Will I Stop?

My new posting has been published on Police Oracle today. Please click on the link below if you'd like to read what I've complained about this week. You know, I get many e-mails and comments enquiring about where I find the time to write so often and so much. There are two reasons: the first is 'Britain's Got Talent'. My wife watches it. I hate it. I like spending time on the computer. My wife hates it. The trade-off is she can watch what I hate and I can do what she hates, uninterrupted from either of us telling the other how much we hate having to participate in what the other does and which we hate so much. Fortunately, for me at least, 'America's Got Talent' begins shortly after the final of 'Britain's Got Talent', so I can continue doing what I like and what my wife hates, because my wife can continue doing what I hate and she likes, and vice verse. I'm sure there is an easier way of explaining this, but I can't think of it.

The second reason is 10 years of pain caused from being a police officer. 10 years of not actually being bothered to do something remotely constructive about what pains me, which is to at least write about it. I suppose some psychologist would say this is a cathartic process and that there is some Freudian motivation behind all of it, an Oedipus complex perhaps. However, I would like to categorically say right here, right now, I would never sleep with my mother.

Once was enough. Never again.

In any event, and to swiftly change the subject, the answer to my posting on Police Oracle regarding the lack of prison spaces has been quite succinctly summarised by Dominic Grieve. "First as Chancellor, then as Prime Minister, Gordon Brown blocked the prison-building required to ease overcrowding and promote rehabilitation. Now the public are paying the price."

I must go, 'Britain's Got Talent' has finished.

Inspector Leviathan at Police Oracle