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July 8th, 2012

It’s OK, I’ve told the Old Bill

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I’ve posted about the¬†general¬†attitude that seems to prevail these days that everything is someone else’s problem to deal with, usually the police.

Never more true is it than with teenage ‘missing people’. I say ‘missing’ because around 99.9 per cent of the missing people we have to deal with are not actually missing, they are merely recalcitrant kids who can;t be arsed to follow the rules laid down by their parents or frequently their ‘care’ homes.

It used to be that when someone rang up and said that Chelsea had walked out the door at 9 at night ¬†because she wasn’t prepared to miss out on a bit of fun with her mates, that we said “what are you doing about it?” If the answer was, as it usually is now, “nothing”, we said “Well best you get yourself and your family out there looking for her, let us know if she doesn’t turn up by tomorrow.”

Now everything is the police’s responsibility so we have to send police officers to do what any sensible person would believe is the job of the parents or guardians.

I’ve lost count of the number of times a log includes the words “I reported it to social¬†services¬†but they told me to call the police.” Like the police have the wherewithall to sort out the problems which make Chelsea want to bugger off whenever the hell she likes, anyway.

There was some government mouthpiece on the telly just last week¬†bemoaning¬†the state of care homes and the lack of supervision, whilst at the same time completely forgetting that the problem with care homes is that the government have overseen an ethos where kids now think their rights, needs and ¬†wants trump anyone else’s, and they believe they can do whatever they please, further, that carers and guardians have no rights such that when someone says they want to bunk off for the night nobody is prepared to actually either lock the fucking door or physically stop them walking off into the night, safe in the knowledge that all they have to do is ring the old bill and the buck is safely passed.

It is not unusual to get 4 or 5 ‘mispers’ on a late or night shift, every one of which will be someone gone for the umpteenth time. Usually ¬†4 or 5 of the parents or guardians will have done precisely bugger all to locate their missing ‘loved ones’ and even when we have, several of them will refuse to get off their arse and go and collect them, preferring to remain within the comfort of their own home while the old Bill waste their time and tax-payers money ferrying the little darlings half way across the county.