Dear Jana,

Dear Anthony,



I hope you are doing well.



Currently I am looking for an electrical engineer (m / f ) from now on near Munich.

The term is about 1 year.

It is required that you already have experience in plant engineering, in the chemical sector and also in the area of medium voltage (up to 11 kV).

The main tasks include:

- Planning of plants low and medium voltage

- Define and select cables

- Choose motors/engines and transformers



If you are interested and in a timely manner, I am pleased about your current CV (at best in Word format). Otherwise, you are welcome to forward this mail if you have recommendations for me.



Thank you and have a nice rest week!



 Best Regards,

Jana

Dear Jana,


I have no relevant qualifications or experience for this job whatsoever but I'm still prepared to give it a whirl if you are.


Yours Sincerely


Anthony

In future I shall be making a concerted effort to make my insults more mellifluous...

Apparently my appeal against my twitter ban was not upheld

According to twitter’s terms of service …

You may not promote violence against, threaten, or harass other people
on the basis of race, ethnicity, national origin, sexual orientation,
gender, gender identity, religious affiliation, age, disability, or
serious disease.

However, a single comment – and one that suggests 1 in 3 people may be a ladies private part is not harassment.  Neither do I understand how race, ethnicity, national origin, sexual orientation, gender, gender identity, religious affiliation, age, disability, or serious disease come into the equation … unless I’m picking on Boris Johnson, Michael Gove or Jeremy Hunt for being white, upper-middle class or Oxford educated?  Neither is my post personally directed @ them.

So why ban the word?  Perhaps Twitter doesn’t want to be associated with anger …or the language of the gutter but prefers to aspire to the drawing room…?

It seems I’m not the only person to experience this…

“My account is locked for calling Kirsten Powers a cunt, in a tweet pushing back against her comment that "your feelings do not matter" re cultural appropriation and lefty moral outrage about Halloween costumes, speaketh someone on that other platform for the plebs that is reddit…

Somewhere removed from twitter someone else bemoans “I got banned for saying fucking cunt to my friend. What the actual fuck. This is such a shit show. Turning my chat off permanently wtf shit fuck ...”

Whilst a man called Ian McWhirter complains that “Anyone using the word "cunt" - even with asterisk - is instantly blocked. #blockheads”

Yet somehow this isn’t banned…

It seems the prohibition on mentions of ladies private parts doesn’t end there with Twitter Users Suspended After Calling Canadian Senator the slightly more imaginative “Twatwaffle”

Perhaps it’s the feminists who oppose the use of the word cunt as misogynistic…?  Oh well I suppose we’ll all have to talk soon in the language of parliament and start referring to Boris Johnson, Michael Gove or Jeremy Hunt as “honourable members”.

It seems to me that violent language that expresses real emotion becomes ever more taboo and yet at the same time ubiquitous.   In future I shall be making a concerted effort to make my insults more mellifluous….

In other twitter ban news I also worked out why I have so many Turkish followers.  It seems that in 2014 Prime Minister of Turkey, Recep Tayyip Erdogan banned twitter in Turkey causing usage to go up by 138 per cent....

I am banned from twitter... my bad...

Black Rod waz here...

When I was a child at junior school once a year we’d be herded into the school hall to watch the State Opening of Parliament on a not very large cathode ray tube television which looked very small if you were sitting cross legged on the floor at the back of the hall.  It was very boring but we had to watch it as this was the only time that ordinary people were allowed to see inside parliament on television.  The public had only been able to listen to parliament debating since 1975.  Parliamentary debates pre-75 had only been available to the public via short edited transcripts in upmarket national newspapers or via Hansard which was too voluminous for the local library to retain a copy.  Bowing to public pressure however the government would allow the cameras in but once a year to show its self off at its best – when not debating but playing about with ceremony and regalia. 

All this seemed very silly but then you watch the Tory leadership debate on the BBC …or attempt to watch it for it is so cringeworthy it’s impossible to sit through the whole thing.   A succession of “ordinary” people appear on a giant LCD TV screen of gargantuan proportions asking five men perched on bar stools simple questions about Brexit that they are unable to answer or answer with copious amounts of fudge.  Four of them say we must threaten the EU with a hard Brexit and be prepared to walk away without a deal and when confronted by members of the public in manufacturing industry or farming to whom this mean the instant catastrophic destruction of their livelihoods waffle “Nobody wants that”.  Except of course that’s exactly what they want.  They see the EU not as a fraternity of nations politically aligned for mutual convenience but as giant socialist project burdening them with things they don’t want like workers rights legislation.  When Rory Stewart like a one-man Greek Chorus points out that parliament (in which they have a majority of 4 if you include the Ulster Unionists) has repeatedly refused to back a no-deal Brexit the other four go into denial falling back on the implausible proposition that they alone have magical negotiating skills that evaded both Ms May and Mr Cameron. "We have to have the threat of a no deal Brexit" though like we have to have the threat of nuclear war is the jist of their argument for threatening everyone with financial oblivion.  No wonder Boris always looks so cheery - you need to be jolly to sell that one... 

Brexit was supposed to save our democracy yet we now have tabloids discussing whether a no-deal Brexit can be achieved by proroguing Parliament.  A surely unconstitutional political solution that hasn’t been considered viable since the Rump Parliament of 1648.  In different times this solution would be considered laughable but now suddenly people are discussing it seriously why?  Inevitably the Brexit choice has come down to the ultimate decision – which is more important: Implementing the Referendum Decision (which would be direct democracy) or implementing the will of Parliament (which would be representative democracy).  It was almost inevitable when the parties started playing with referenda to solve their internal political divisions by effectively bypassing parliament that it would end up at this point.  A point where the solutions presented are as despotic and absurd as those favoured by Charles I and Cromwell.  If Brexit really was about parliamentary supremacy and making our own laws how come implementing Brexit requires shutting down parliament ...? Answers in a trite tweet please... 

Maybe there was a point in forcing junior school children to watch the ceremonial slamming of the door in Black Rod’s face after all...

And then there was Boris...

Ten little Tories went out to social climb
Esther got just 9 percent and then there were nine

Nine little Tories had a dull debate
Mark was very boring and then there were eight

Eight little Tories included Ms Leadsom
She'd lost once before and then there were seven

Seven little Tories running out of tricks
Hancock fell upon his sword and then there were six

Six little Tory Boys trying to survive
Raab lost the second ballot and then there were five

Five little Tory Boys went on TV to bore
Rory was slightly sensible and then there were four

Four little Tory Boys - one said scrap the 45p
rate of income tax and then there were three

Three Oxford Tory Boys before the 1922
One had NHS glasses and then there were two

Two little Tory Boys popular with the Sun
Two were not Boris and then there was one

One little Boris Boy left all alone
Had a hard Brexit and then there were none