Saturday, 6 March 2021

C19 Va666ine Compulsory for NHS

It has been revealed that the government are making plans to force NHS frontline staff to take the COVID 19 vaccine. The trades union have, for once in their lives, actually made a stand about something real and important instead of bleating on about "EEEEEEEEEvil white men!" etc. Christina McAnea, the current head of Unison, the union I was a member of, said: "Forced vaccinations are the wrong way to go and send out a sinister and worrying message," Source: Sinister and worrying indeed! Having some vaccinations is a part of normal NHS duties. When I joined hospital portering I was obliged to have some vaccines not normally available to the general public, for instance Hepatitis B. However in 2009 when the swine flu outbreak happened I chose not to have the optional vaccine. This was because of the information presented by the late great Ian R Crane, see: For pro-vaccinators, the question of whether to use legal force is hotly disputed. Even the very pro-establishment Ben Goldacre is against it, see: However, Dr Paul Offit is in favour of total tyrannical coercion, see: He is an American, but is always poking his nose into other countries trying to make their governments do his will. An NHS serviceman who refuses the compulsory vaccine schedule can face disciplinary action up to and including discharge. However, if large numbers of health workers refuse in an organized manner then management can do nothing in response; they can't sack everybody! It looks as if the unions will support them. It's a healthy sign. Although I am no longer personally involved anymore, I will be one hundred percent behind them.

Tuesday, 2 February 2021

I Lost my Temper

I'm generally regarded by others as a tranquil and self-possessed person, and I am most of the time. However, I am no weakling and I will act with force under some circumstances. Those who underestimate me always end up regretting it. A few months ago I discovered a new trigger. Predictably it is connected to one of my greatest passions; the Hospital Portering Service. I sometimes take lunch breaks from work in a small cafe near my main area of employment. On those days I sit for three quarters of an hour or so reading and sipping coffee. However, the other month when I was there a man walked in wearing a hospital porter's uniform, at least he had on the familiar light blue polo shirt with the word "PORTER" and the OxRad motif on it. I think his trousers were his own, unless the issue has changed since my departure. I had seen this man a few times before in the cafe and never before wondered if he were a hospital porter. I always boast that I can spot a hospital porter from ten paces. The fact that this man had, apparently, been one and I never noticed didn't bother me; I just assumed that my por-dar had become a little rusty over the years. I went up to him and began a conversation, introducing myself as a former John Radcliffe porter. He shrugged and said: "I'm not a porter, mate. I'm just wearing this. My cousin is a porter and I borrowed it off him." Something inside me snapped. A lot of emotion that had been frozen inside me suddenly thawed and boiled to steam. The following is not a verbatim transcript of our conversation; I recall swearing an awful lot more. I replied: "How can you wear that if you're not a porter!? Don't you know what that uniform means!? It's not just a piece of clothing! It's a symbol for what porters do!"
    He recoiled from me and shrugged: "Come on, mate. It's no big deal."
    "It is a big deal!" I retorted. "The men who wear that uniform dedicate their lives to keeping you safe and healthy! Keeping you secure knowing there's an ambulance and a hospital with the best care in the world one phone-call away! You are insulting them and disrespecting their mission! You're a disgrace! We porters have earned the right to wear that! YOU HAVE NOT!"
    He tried to protest. "That's a bit over the top, mate; ain't it?" he chuckled.
    But I carried on: "Porters dedicate their lives to what they do and sometimes lose their lives!" Today I think specifically of Elbert and Oscar, two OxRad porters who passed away from Covid 19, see: In fact even without the coronavirus, the life expectancy of hospital porters is worryingly low. No formal statistical or causal research has been carried out, in fact probably nobody cares except us; but I have attended many a funeral over the years of porters who died in middle age. We also take these risks and commit to our service with a miniscule financial reward and very little public appreciation, see: I shouted at the man: "I have lost friends who wore that uniform on the day they died!" I commanded him to take it off. He had nothing else to wear so I was being pretty unrealistic, but I was too angry to think straight. He refused. I shouted: "Take it off now or we'll step outside and I'll take it off for you!"
    At this point the cafe servers intervened and warned me to calm down. I realized that I had gone too far so I stormed out into the street and walked away. I have not been back to that cafe since then and I assume I'm barred.
    Did I do the right thing? I'll leave that for the reader to decide. It was actually not a question that has crossed my mind because I was acting purely on instinct, not logic. It is possible that on another occasion I would have engaged in the exact same situation and reacted differently. I would have most certainly been angry no matter what, but I would perhaps have expressed my ire in a more controlled manner. On reflection I feel a sense of calm following the emotional storm that swept through me. I have no regrets and if I see that man again I will definitely not apologize. He owes me an apology actually, and all hospital porters as well, for insulting our uniform and all those who wear it. If he had his own trousers on then he wasn't even wearing it properly! Hopefully the next time our paths cross he will be differently attired.

Wednesday, 23 December 2020

Return to Oz

The Festive Season is a time for films on TV. One of the great holiday favourites is the classic fantasy, The Wizard of Oz; however it had a less famous sequel made in 1985 called Return to Oz. This second film is very different in many ways to the original. It is not a musical and has a much darker tone. It has some excellent special effects. It is set a few months after the original, following Dorothy's return to Kansas from the Land of Oz. She is obsessed with her experience in the magical kingdom and badly misses the friends she made there, the Scarecrow, the Tim Woodman and the Cowardly Lion. Her parents start to worry about Dorothy's mental health. They dismiss her ravings as hysteria and are concerned that she cannot forget what they believe was nothing but a hallucination when she received a head injury during the tornado. They decide to take her to a doctor specializing in electrical brain stimulation. For a brief period during the turn of the twentieth century, doctors believed EBS could cure mental illnesses. What it did instead was make the patients worse by causing brain damage, like it did to the Aston character in Harold Pinter's The Caretaker. The supposed hospital Dorothy is taken to looks like Dracula's castle and the matron wears a dark vampiric dress. The first two people she meets are a pair of porters pushing a trolley onto which she is secured with leather straps like a prisoner for execution. It's an extremely disturbing scene and obviously terrifying for Dorothy, who is played by a pre-teen Fairuza Balk, which is odd seeing as Judy Garland in the original is clearly a good few years older, see: To cut a long story short, Dorothy escapes and ends up back in the Land of Oz.
As with The Wizard of Oz, a lot of Dorothy's experiences in Return to Oz, as well as the characters she interacts with, are seemingly connected to her original life in Kansas; and so the possibility is never eliminated that her adventure really is all just a dream, something purely internal to her imagination. She reaches the Emerald City to find it in ruins. It has been sacked by the evil "Nome King" and the protagonists from the original film have been imprisoned. The ruins of the city are patrolled by "the Wheelers", a group of strange four legged humanoids with wheels instead of feet. It is clear that these are based on the porters Dorothy encountered at the hospital. Their locomotion even makes the same squeaking sounds that the un-oiled wheels of the porters' trolley did; and they are played by the same actors, see: Could this be an example I could add to my article Hospital Porters in the Media? In that case it is our strangest portrayal as all. We begin as ghoulish assistants in an electrical brain torturing facility and turn into freaky four-wheeled evil clowns. I'm not sure what the implication is.
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Wednesday, 16 December 2020

Oxford Grooming Gang

This article is partly a follow-on to this one: The details of the "grooming gang" scandal are slowly coming out bit by bit. The Home Office has just released a major report. The true scale, horror and longevity of this syndrome of crimes are almost too terrible to describe. I will not even post links to news stories about it. One of the branches of this conspiracy of evil was in Oxford. It was not only an act of child abuse and sexual violence; it was an outburst of racial hatred and religious supremacy. Some of the victims were black, Hindu or Sikh, but the vast majority were white. What makes it all the more galling is that the authorities whose duty it was to protect these young girls tacitly collaborated with it simply because they couldn't endure being called "racists!" What I personally find very difficult to deal with is that some of the twenty-two men were hospital porters. I served alongside them as a brother porter. I will not name them. Like Paul Farrell, they are no longer hospital porters and I reject and despise them forever.

Saturday, 28 November 2020

GOSH Porter admits Child Abuse

The hospital portering service has done so many wonderful things. We have changed the world! See here for details: However, we are not a separate species. We are human beings in uniform. There are evil people in the Hospital Portering Service, terribly destructive people; people I believe are demonically possessed. I've known one or two... Another is, of course, Jimmy Savile, see: One such person has just brought shame on the Hospital Portering Service. Paul Farrell was a porter at the world famous Great Ormond Street Hospital, a dedicated children's hospital in London that has cared for the youngest members of society since 1852. He pleaded guilty to fifty-eight sexual offences against children carried out between 1985 and 2020. One of his victims is now aged forty-three. This was a multi-generational reign of terror. The sad and frustrating thing is that the civilian staff at GOSH will henceforth inevitably regard Farrell's crimes as a part of something related to the nature of all porters and/or hospital portering in general. The same is never the case when it comes to one of their own. Hospital civilians who commit crimes, even the worst crimes of all, are shrugged off as "a few bad apples!"; for example see: It's a horrific thing when young people enter hospital for help and healing, and only suffer exploitation and abuse. I said a long time ago: "once a hospital porter, always a hospital porter". In the case of Mr Farrell I make an exception. Like Jimmy Savile, he is no longer one of us.

Tuesday, 13 October 2020

Porter's NDE

24 Hours in A&E is a long running hospital documentary on Channel 4. In their recent series they featured a porter called Jeremain. Jeremain serves at Kings College Hospital in Camberwell, London and the programme follows him on a few jobs which include "POV" shots where the camera shows us what he would see as he manoeuvres patient transport vehicles along the corridors. He's a cheerful kind of porter who sings to himself while he works. He originally comes from the Cayman Islands and in his youth was very keen on fast cars. He once drove a sports car round a corner at ninety miles per hour... something you could never do with a patient trolley; and the car left the road and overturned. In that terrible moment, Jeremain thought he was about to die. Then he saw a big white light shaped like a triangle. He felt that it was God intervening to save him, telling him that it was too soon for him to die and that God had made divine plans for what Jeremain had to do with his life. Based on the duty Jeremain is performing now, I cannot disagree. Source: An increasing number of people have been reporting experiences similar to that of MEP&DBP Jeremain. Most of these are in hospital and the reason they have become more common is medical technology. Before modern resuscitation techniques, once a patient's heart stopped they were generally declared dead straight away. Today there are ways of restarting their heart which are sometimes successful, allowing for the first time in history, people to continue their lives able to describe the experience of beginning to die. Their stories are incredible. They talk about visiting a heavenly realm and meeting with God. Sometimes dead friends and relatives commune with them. Occasionally this happens outside hospital with people who are seriously hurt, but not at immediately death's door, like MEP&DBP Jeremain. I'm glad he managed to be featured in this series and tell his story. It is good to see hospital portering portrayed respectfully by the media.
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Monday, 31 August 2020

COVID 19 Whistleblower

A video has been currently circulating produced by a healthworker called Louise Hampton. She is employed by a contractor called Care UK and reports that her hospital was very quiet during the COVID 19 pandemic. This tallies with what I myself have heard from insiders I am still in touch with. She was awarded a certificate of merit for being part of the coronavirus response team, but she has returned it, calling it "a certificate of bollocks!" Source: This was a brave thing to do because, as I know only too well, the NHS is merciless towards whistleblowers; see the background links below. Predictably, her Trust and contractor authorities have retaliated with typical bureaucratic ferocity. They have placed Ms Hampton under an investigation which is eerily similar to my own discharge from the NHS, see: The BBC have now got on the case and their own reaction has been equally unsurprising. They have published an article written by somebody called Shayan Sardarizadeh from the BBC's "Anti-disinformation unit". Talk about an Orwellian name! The article is as biased, deceptive and derogatory as the BBC's typical output. Care UK issued a statement: "We are aware of this video, which we consider to be materially inaccurate in a number of ways, and can confirm that a member of staff is subject to investigation. We expect all our colleagues and services to support the work of the NHS in giving the public the right information and support during the pandemic." The article then leans on the fact that Ms Hampton is a QAnon supporter. They call QAnon " unfounded rightwing conspiracy theory that says President Trump is waging a secret war against elite Satanic paedophiles in government, business and the media known as the 'Deep State' or 'Cabal'... (They believe) prominent people such as former presidential candidate Hillary Clinton will be arrested and executed." The Guardian has recently called QAnon "anti-Semitic"... Of course they have! Source: I salute my civilian sister for her courage and feel loathing for the management who are persecuting her for her beliefs. I know her career is now in jeopardy and I wish her all the best.