existentialist
Tired and unemotional
The head of service is someone who got to where she is by being a primary school teacher, then diving off into academia, coming out the other end with a PhD and a reputation.
I don't like to come across as anti-academic, because I have leanings that way myself, hem hem hem, but I am somewhat dubious about paper tigers who seem to have spent an awful lot of their careers talking the talk, but seemed to get out of the walking the walk bit a little too sharpish.
The party in question has NEVER consulted with her practitioners or specialists on what they in particular do, or how they do it: when she wants to know something, she either just decides she knows it, or hires in an academic to tell her what is going on. So, in a meeting with senior school management a week or two ago, a counsellor whose name I don't know was drafted in to talk about schools counselling, as opposed to any of the eleven people she's got on her payroll who could have told her infinitely more about the day to day practicalities of what goes on in the schools she's responsible for.
I've seen this kind of thing before: we have a wrecker on our case. She's either out for grandeur and glory, and is going about it in a spectactularly misguided way, but will almost certainly fuck off out of it before the shrapnel hits the ground, or she's been hired in to destroy a system and a service to further someone's agenda. I have no idea which, though the local authority's petulance at the interventions of the Welsh Government's Ministerial Action Team, following the authority's abject failure to meet minimum standards on child protection and safeguarding rather leave the range of possibilities wide open - this could be a misguided attempt at "we'll show YOU" aimed at WG, or some kind of cock-eyed attempt to make things better.
What it's actually achieving is a level of disaffection the like of which I have not seen since I danced the "fuck off" dance on the desk of my born-again-Christian no-social-skills IT manager back in 1994, and there were only THREE of us there. This character is succeeding in royally pissing off an entire counselling team, an entire PRU teaching team, the entire behavioural support teaching team, most - if not all - of the secondary heads and senior management in schools, and heaven knows who else. All in the space of six months.
In some ways, she has my admiration: that takes some serious ability to manage to become so unpopular with so many people quite so quickly.
I don't like to come across as anti-academic, because I have leanings that way myself, hem hem hem, but I am somewhat dubious about paper tigers who seem to have spent an awful lot of their careers talking the talk, but seemed to get out of the walking the walk bit a little too sharpish.
The party in question has NEVER consulted with her practitioners or specialists on what they in particular do, or how they do it: when she wants to know something, she either just decides she knows it, or hires in an academic to tell her what is going on. So, in a meeting with senior school management a week or two ago, a counsellor whose name I don't know was drafted in to talk about schools counselling, as opposed to any of the eleven people she's got on her payroll who could have told her infinitely more about the day to day practicalities of what goes on in the schools she's responsible for.
I've seen this kind of thing before: we have a wrecker on our case. She's either out for grandeur and glory, and is going about it in a spectactularly misguided way, but will almost certainly fuck off out of it before the shrapnel hits the ground, or she's been hired in to destroy a system and a service to further someone's agenda. I have no idea which, though the local authority's petulance at the interventions of the Welsh Government's Ministerial Action Team, following the authority's abject failure to meet minimum standards on child protection and safeguarding rather leave the range of possibilities wide open - this could be a misguided attempt at "we'll show YOU" aimed at WG, or some kind of cock-eyed attempt to make things better.
What it's actually achieving is a level of disaffection the like of which I have not seen since I danced the "fuck off" dance on the desk of my born-again-Christian no-social-skills IT manager back in 1994, and there were only THREE of us there. This character is succeeding in royally pissing off an entire counselling team, an entire PRU teaching team, the entire behavioural support teaching team, most - if not all - of the secondary heads and senior management in schools, and heaven knows who else. All in the space of six months.
In some ways, she has my admiration: that takes some serious ability to manage to become so unpopular with so many people quite so quickly.
