Gloat

What a thoroughly nasty piece of work that Robert Crow looks.

Exactly the sort of union boss I'd want to represent me in a dispute.

In my time in book publishing, I had some dealings with our warehouse unionistas and they were classic "I'm all right, Jack" self-referential bastards.

I never got anywhere with them but because I knew the warehouse lads and they knew that I *was* all right, albeit hated management, we emerged less scathed than if it had been left to my ivory tower bosses.

Back in the late 1960s when I became a department head, I'd never hire a girl if her dad worked for Ford.

They were professional strikers and trouble makers and i knew any spawn would be infected, maybe not then but sooner or later.