We’d all sign up to the idea that the country shouldn’t be littered with old newspapers and crisp packets. Just makes the place look messy whatever it does to inquisitive wildlife. Thus we’re rather happy with the idea that people who have just read a newspaper, chomped some crisps, keep that waste in their vehicle until they have a chance to dispose of it responsibly.
At which point the pencil necked pinheads who rule us decide that a fine must be issued.
No, really, a bloke carrying around his own waste from such normal sorts of browsing of news and snacks gets a fine for carrying his waste.
A white van man has been hit with a £300 fine after sandwich wrappers and crisp packets were found inside his work van.
Roofer Stewart Gosling, 43, was punished with the on-the-spot penalty after a stash of waste he kept in a plastic commercial waste bag was found in the back of his vehicle.
Waltham Forest Council workers told Mr Gosling he was breaking the law for carrying the rubbish without permission when they carried out spot checks in east London.
Mr Gosling has tried to appeal the fine but has been told he will end up in court if he doesn’t pay the penalty issued at the roadside.
He said: “It’s so infuriating. The working-class man gets penalised for going to work basically.
“I’ve not fly-tipped. I’ve not left it in someone’s garden. It’s frustrated the hell out of me.
“There was just a bag of rubbish, bottles, crisp packets, newspapers and sandwich wrappers.
The reason we don’t rise up and slaughter them all is what?
Well, probably, it’s that traditional reticence and submission to authority our isles are famed for. For we did used to have a deal. There wouldn’t be all that many rules and those we did have would be important. Important enough that we’d all generally agree that they should be obeyed. Don’t murder people is something that all but a thousand or two a year obey because we’re all really pretty certain that not murdering people is a pretty good idea. We also tend not to be reticent about dobbing in those who don’t so agree.
This habitual deference then meets the mania of an entirely different ruling system. Where there must be rules for everything. For what would the people know to do if they hadn’t been told they must do it? It’s a stretch to say this is the difference between Common Law and Roman systems but the heart of the argument is there. The German, for example, system is festooned with this sort of instruction, including whose turn it is, on which Saturday, to sweep the communal drive in a block of flats. Southern Europe equally has regulations for everything but with the saving grace that all ignore them.
Then impose this system of rules for everything on that traditional British dispensation. We end up with the council prodnoses fining someone for not throwing away a crisp packet.
And oh yes, this is from the European Union:
You must register if you do any of these things as part of your business:
buy, sell or dispose of waste
arrange for someone else to buy, sell or dispose of waste
You can be fined up to £5,000 if you don’t register.
Registration is usually free if you only transport waste you produce yourself. Otherwise, registration costs £154.
The council’s case is that this was self-produced waste therefore a licence should have been applied for to transport it. And yes, the EU. Our home grown bureaucracy isn’t, as yet, stupid enough to do this ab initio, only to impose those foreign rules.
Lucky we’re leaving really or we would have to rise up and slaughter them all, wouldn’t we? For recall what happened here. Our white van driver did not throw his empty crisp packet out the window, he saved it until responsible waste disposal could take place. For this he was fined £300. Now, where was that prototype of the multi-person gallows?
And to be a little less tongue in cheek. Can anyone tell me how this fine on crisp packets stops Germany invading France. Again? That being, as we all know, the declared reason for the existence of the European Union.