I had occasion to go to court a while back relating to an SORN offence It appears that if your near neighbour hangs onto the vehicle registration document for which you are waiting then you are obligated using ESP or similar device to divine that the slip at the bottom [which bears no such info] requires you to go to the post office and fill out or otherwise make a SORN declaration - a Sorn declaration is basically a round about way of accusing you of using your vehicle on the road without recourse to proving that you actually have [and as such probably violates the Human rights act of presumption of innocence] either way i happened to tax the vehicle as soon as said neighbour remembered they had it - having phoned the DVLA twice beforehand to assure me they'd posted it If all this is long winded it merely sets the scene for what happened next as i think i met the modern equivalent of the hanging judge in a local magistrates court. I went with a friend who was rather irrationally [for a normally austere middle aged person] incensed by all that happened and thus realising that some thing had gone radically wrong in our judicial system and more particularly with this element of it I decided to kill the c**t in an abstract sort of way .... either way i thought this would be an appropriate poem to put on and read at Rrrants do over at the Goat in Sopwell Lane and modified it slightly
Book 101 is intended to be a collection of poems by Mike Burr intended as a xmas 2008 present for his mother with no thematic precept.
Original concept came as described in my Rrrant. Should you wish to find out more about the abuse of your rights by either the SORN system or your human rights human rights - wiki or EEC HRA sec 6.2 - its on this page note the crafty bit embodied in the act about "as long as its not against the interests of the state" !!!