The above pictures are from BW Interiors. We have to congratulate BW Interiors for making the General Medical Council look like it can do its job. I fell off my chair when I discovered these designs. Yes, my jaw had to be lifted off the floor because, let's face it, I expected the place to be a dumpy little hovel in the middle of Manchester. Actually, I expected it to be a Council house with Finlay Scott puffing at his large cigar and stroking his large fat white cat. Perhaps I am rather unfair to the man who graces the GMC's pristine sparkling well designed toilets complete with a CBE.
I was so shocked that I immediately emailed Dr India and asked him whether it looked as plush in real life. Dr India has confirmed that money was indeed spent to make GMC Towers look impressive. Well, I understand it all now. Despite their GMC workers being inept at their job, despite the fact the cannot maintain patient safety or do a thing about Ward 87, the GMC have plush rooms. I suppose we know what is important to then don't we. Looking good is what seems to be the only important thing to GMC Towers. I wonder what I would do if I ever set foot in GMC Towers [for fun]? Well, first I would probably make my way up to see Mark Ellen to thank him for all the hard work he has done for me. After that I would probably check out the GMC ladies. No place would be complete without trying out the gold laden toilets. While, there I would get my revlon lipstick out and probably write on the wall " Pal v GMC 2004 Woz Ere". It is a real shame to have grown up. Had I been 10 years old, Scott would have found a Samoan Toad in his office and a whoopie cushion on his chair for his next meeting. Alas, one can only amuse ourselves by these idyllic thoughts of youth.
Personally, I would prefer it if they could do their job [as opposed to sport nice decor] but some people might like the Executive feel. Money and looks often make people think they are doing something constructive in life.
Most people have this preconceived idea that I have actually set foot in GMC Towers. Most think that because of my skirmishes, I would have been sitting out on one of those chairs waiting in fear. The honest truth is that I have never been to GMC Towers. Realistically, I don't consider the GMC worthy of visiting or setting foot in. Sure, it is rather an arrogant stance but why visit a place that is classed a catastrophic failure in my eyes.
In the year 2000, I decided that first the GMC was never going to proscute me on some frivolous charge and secondly if they didn't give a damn about patient safety, I didn't recognise their authority and that has been the case since about 1999. Of course, we all have to have registrations to practise but it is like any other membership - a means to an end.
And those were the two principles to live by really. I have never feared the General Medical Council, not even at my worst time mid investigations. I have always held them with contempt and probably always will. Part of me hopes that it will improve the service it provides but that is a very high expectation. That's because I know that GMC Towers doesn't do their job well, has a distinct lack of insight and doesn't follow their rules. It flouts it's own guidance and assume that the rest of us are too unintelligent to notice. It amuses me when the Fitness to Practise Directorate makes their pitiful attempts to either tell me off, blame me or control me. I received a letter recently from Jackie Smith which made me howl with laughter. Jackie wanted to be headmistress. Apparently, I was to be told off for telling her that she should do her job properly. And that is how they treat doctors - as if they are children who should obey their God - in this case the GMC. Of course, respect and obedience are earned. No one obeys a dictator.
And yes I do recall that I have nicknamed the GMC - The Drag Queen. It wears bad make-up, has too much cosmetic surgery but in the end it can't decide whether it needs a sex change or not. These post Shipman silicone uplifts really are not working at present. It is all being held up by duck tape for now. They know that there is no Gossard Wonderbra to hold their assets up anymore.
Sure the GMC can have intellectual debates about what they are doing wrong but in the end, they just need to start acting like a regulatory body as opposed to being a circus of dysfunctional drag queens.
Fitness to Practise Directorate
I was so shocked that I immediately emailed Dr India and asked him whether it looked as plush in real life. Dr India has confirmed that money was indeed spent to make GMC Towers look impressive. Well, I understand it all now. Despite their GMC workers being inept at their job, despite the fact the cannot maintain patient safety or do a thing about Ward 87, the GMC have plush rooms. I suppose we know what is important to then don't we. Looking good is what seems to be the only important thing to GMC Towers. I wonder what I would do if I ever set foot in GMC Towers [for fun]? Well, first I would probably make my way up to see Mark Ellen to thank him for all the hard work he has done for me. After that I would probably check out the GMC ladies. No place would be complete without trying out the gold laden toilets. While, there I would get my revlon lipstick out and probably write on the wall " Pal v GMC 2004 Woz Ere". It is a real shame to have grown up. Had I been 10 years old, Scott would have found a Samoan Toad in his office and a whoopie cushion on his chair for his next meeting. Alas, one can only amuse ourselves by these idyllic thoughts of youth.
Personally, I would prefer it if they could do their job [as opposed to sport nice decor] but some people might like the Executive feel. Money and looks often make people think they are doing something constructive in life.
Most people have this preconceived idea that I have actually set foot in GMC Towers. Most think that because of my skirmishes, I would have been sitting out on one of those chairs waiting in fear. The honest truth is that I have never been to GMC Towers. Realistically, I don't consider the GMC worthy of visiting or setting foot in. Sure, it is rather an arrogant stance but why visit a place that is classed a catastrophic failure in my eyes.
In the year 2000, I decided that first the GMC was never going to proscute me on some frivolous charge and secondly if they didn't give a damn about patient safety, I didn't recognise their authority and that has been the case since about 1999. Of course, we all have to have registrations to practise but it is like any other membership - a means to an end.
And those were the two principles to live by really. I have never feared the General Medical Council, not even at my worst time mid investigations. I have always held them with contempt and probably always will. Part of me hopes that it will improve the service it provides but that is a very high expectation. That's because I know that GMC Towers doesn't do their job well, has a distinct lack of insight and doesn't follow their rules. It flouts it's own guidance and assume that the rest of us are too unintelligent to notice. It amuses me when the Fitness to Practise Directorate makes their pitiful attempts to either tell me off, blame me or control me. I received a letter recently from Jackie Smith which made me howl with laughter. Jackie wanted to be headmistress. Apparently, I was to be told off for telling her that she should do her job properly. And that is how they treat doctors - as if they are children who should obey their God - in this case the GMC. Of course, respect and obedience are earned. No one obeys a dictator.
And yes I do recall that I have nicknamed the GMC - The Drag Queen. It wears bad make-up, has too much cosmetic surgery but in the end it can't decide whether it needs a sex change or not. These post Shipman silicone uplifts really are not working at present. It is all being held up by duck tape for now. They know that there is no Gossard Wonderbra to hold their assets up anymore.
Sure the GMC can have intellectual debates about what they are doing wrong but in the end, they just need to start acting like a regulatory body as opposed to being a circus of dysfunctional drag queens.
Fitness to Practise Directorate 
4 comments:
that's not nice decor. it's standard building society tack.
post the jackie smith letter. she is hopeless and with a nasty attitude too.
Subject to challenge :)
Will post together with other evidence later in life.
Its only in London like that Manchester isnt so nice
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