Dere­lic­tion of civic duty over fly-tip­ping prob­lem

Kentish Express Ashford & District - - Points Of View -

It’s what hap­pens when you have a one track mind, and that, it is be­com­ing in­creas­ingly ev­i­dent, is what we have here in our town. I’m sure that ev­ery­one recog­nises the fact that ev­ery town must run to a cer­tain ex­tent as a busi­ness but it should be re­mem­bered that, th­ese days, re­spon­si­ble busi­ness­men have a care for the en­vi­ron­ment in which they op­er­ate.

Ash­ford bor­ough may have its fair share of pretty vil­lages and, de­spite its long his­tory, an of­fice which ap­par­ently dis­plays a touch of the nou­veau riche in­flu­ence but the town presents a pretty shabby pic­ture.

A gen­tle­man who de­serves much credit for point­ing this out is Mr Ted Prangnell who, in last week’s KE, re­vealed the ex­tent of this dis­grace.

The coun­cil’s re­sponse to fly­tip­ping is the typ­i­cal job­sworth re­sponse of ‘It’s not our prob­lem’.

This is balder­dash. It is the coun­cil’s job to keep the place clean and tidy, not just for the sake of ap­pear­ances but also for the sake of pub­lic health.

When they, hav­ing cleaned up as they should, can iden­tify those re­spon­si­ble, they should ei­ther pros­e­cute or levy an ap­pro­pri­ate charge.

Just to shrug their cor­po­rate shoul­ders and say the re­spon­si­bil­ity lies else­where is a clear dere­lic­tion of their civic duty, as is the clo­sure of pub­lic lava­to­ries on the grounds of van­dal­ism.

By fail­ing to act re­spon­si­bly in both th­ese mat­ters, the coun­cil re­veals it­self as col­lud­ing in the very van­dal­ism of which it com­plains.

Just lately, I’m find­ing it in­creas­ingly ev­i­dent that I am be­com­ing (or maybe have ac­tu­ally be­come) a non­per­son.

It be­gan with my re­jec­tion of the to­tally un­nec­es­sary and ir­ri­tat­ing por­ta­ble tele­phone cul­ture.

More and more of­ten I find that, with­out ‘tex­ting’ or ‘tweet­ing’ I am un­able to gain ac­cess to a great num­ber of com­pa­nies, in­clud­ing char­i­ties; Their loss, I tell my­self.

Se­duced by the ad­ver­tis­ing blan­dish­ments of a bank that promised fis­cal heaven on earth, Mrs B and l vis­ited the lo­cal branch.

They wouldn’t al­low the same over­draft fa­cil­ity as our ex­ist­ing bank and re­fused to take over our mort­gage on the grounds that I am too old.

You are only a real per­son when some re­mote com­puter recog­nises your ex­is­tence.

‘You are only a real per­son when some com­puter recog­nises your ex­is­tence’

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