This thick as arse’oles cunt was the first “Incident Commander” on the scene at the Grenfell Barbie. As that well respected and revered libo-lefty only good as a bum wipe rag The Guardian reports from the enquiry:
“Michael Dowden, a firefighter for 14 years and watch manager at North Kensington fire station, was forced to repeatedly admit his ignorance of the risks to the building, the evacuation strategy and the vulnerability of its occupants during evidence that raised serious questions about the rigour of the London fire brigade’s procedures on high-rise safety.”
“He said that he had received no training in what to look for when undertaking familiarisation checks of buildings and when he did visit Grenfell in 2016, he did not inspect any of the cladding works, the conditions of the fire doors or could not remember if he went up the tower. He did not note it had a single escape route or whether there were sprinklers.”
Bugger me. Point is the building was in the cunt’s patch and it was his responsibility to check and if necessary test it for fire safety.
“The inquiry also heard that a routine document with essential details about buildings to guide firefighters during a fire was not created for Grenfell Tower. It was supposed to inform them of the dimensions of the building, number of flats, hydrant and dry riser locations, fire lift locations, stairwells, entrances, exits, sprinklers and the surrounding streets. The information that Dowden did print off and take to the fire with his crew was last updated in 2009, seven years before the completion of the refurbishment. It said the building had a “stay put” policy but little else.”
Double bugger me. Hence when London’s Finest do rock up they do fuck all and at the highly emotional enquiry Dowden does a Monty Python impression with a knotted handkerchief on his head. The thick cunt does display some glimmer orf street nouse though by parroting impenetrable union brief taught jargon and throws a doubtless totally genuine fit orf the vapours when film of the Barbie is shown. After counselling the poor darling will hopefully be in a fitter state to claim his compo for Repetitive Stress Disorder (he keeps making the same fuck-ups).
Yours Truly doubtless a senile old cunt but in my day we did not need training to put fires out or save members orf the public from collapsing buildings. All part orf everyday life – but then there was a war on.
Nominated by Sir Limply Stoke
This pair of fuckwits have been to the Supreme Court because they want a civil partnership. Not because they are queer, but they feel that marriage is *patriarchal*
