Sorry but this absolutely enrages me like nothing else. I've just watched some 19 year old lip drummer sitting in his uncles three piece suit blabbering about his security response. A concerned member of the public had pointed out that he'd seen a suspected terrorist, with a huge backpack, hiding behind a partition wall. This clown did nothing, made one excuse after another, and shares a responsibility for what happened as do the people who employed him. It might sound arrogant but the hard nosed lads I worked the doors with would've been on this lad in seconds and flattened him before he had the chance to pull his little cord. This is what happens when you disqualify people from security work because they've laid someone out. Bringing in wet sacks of shyte who can get a badge is great until there's a serious situation. You need more like the lad at Glasgow Airport who put the boot into the terrorist who deliberately crashed the car, not students earning a few quid beer money and not taking the job seriously. Rant over and out.
The lad knows he could have done something to stop the carnage. He’s got to live with that. I’d like to feel sorry for him, but I don’t. But the real idiots are the morons who hired an untrained incompetent youth as part of the security. This must be terrible for the families to hear.
I worked for a concern who employed a local security firm who employed dozens of "students" who were totally useless, they could neither read, write, or converse, and you rarely got the same face twice. Its just another loophole in our porus border farce.
A terrible atrocity - but the young security guard did not detonate the bomb. Mr Agha, aged 19 at the time of the bombing and being paid the minimum wage of £7.90 an hour, said that night his job was to stand by a fire exit. He had no radio and said if he left his post, except for an emergency, he might lose his job. Mr Agha said: “It’s a concern, it’s a suspicion but it’s not an emergency for me. “I would have got in trouble, my job is in jeopardy.” The owners of the arena, SMG, had responsibility for safety and security in the City Room, where the bombing happened on the evening of 22nd May, 2017. But as the City Room was classed as "public space," this meant that arena security staff could interact with people but did not have the power to eject an individual and would need to escalate any suspicions to the police, the inquiry heard. At the time of the explosion, there was not a single police officer in the City Room. The inquiry was told that if SMG wanted specific policing resources for the arena they could have paid the police for this service.
Has Victoria's quarantine breach made the news in England? We were offered army personnel who would have staffed the quarantine hotels. Instead we went private and they had to hire a bunch of people with no qualifications or experience. They ended up having sex with the quarantined people and taking them out for McDonald's and ****. Cost people their lives. The right person for the job. Every ****ing time.
Seems as though the whole security that night was completely inadequate. A guy walking around for hours lumping a huge backpack should be have been identified and challenged. As well as the security guard who had a chance to intervene, I also don't buy the line he could lose his job if he left a fire door excuse, he could have at least walked 30 yards or so to speak to his supervisor to raise concerns. Earlier on in the enquiry a police officer confirmed she took a longer than authorised break and the bomber walked right by where she would have been on patrol. Whether she would have spotted him will never be known.
Yep. My lad's mate used to get work every weekend doing security at the football and occasionally elsewhere. The lad was a student at the time. Six foot four, absolutely lovely lad, but couldn't fight his way out of a brown paper bag and was happy to say so. You need handy lads when things go dodgy, not just people present. Nowt happened to this lad, but I've spoken to him about it, and he says himself he was just lucky that nowt happened when he was wearing his yellow jacket. Those at Manchester weren't so lucky it seems.
I agree with most of what you say... the young man is getting hung out to dry...however I reckon the bosses who employed him and did not train or give him back up, at least they should have been in pairs are more at fault. Its like when the marine/soldier on the front line gets the blame when its the idiot officers who put them in that position should take the fall, not the men carrying out mission objectives.
The vast majority of door lads I've worked with have been decent people who've given people first aid, money for taxis, second chances and more. They've cause very little bother and basically made sure the most amount of people possible have a good time. But they've generally had a sixth sense for trouble probably because they've always had to watch their backs for one reason or another. I used to work inside the club, because I loved the music, but used to go down to the front of house for a breather if I had the chance. It was fascinating watching the four big lads, who worked it, especially when the club opened up. They'd watch the queue and know exactly who to pull to one side. They'd pass them on to me and I'd do a body search, the 'hit rate' was at least 80% and I'd find flick knives, stilettos, knuckle-dusters, etc. They're the kind of people I'd want looking after my kids, in a dodgy environment, not ordinary lads who can't see what's in front of them.
At Rock City we worked in pairs so there was always one who could investigate anything dodgy. My partner, for years, was a lad called Scouse who couldn't care less about the music and just wanted the money. I learned so much from him and it's people like him who should be doing supplementary training sessions for security lads. He was scared of nothing and, in particular, had no problem verbally confronting people. The security guards at some venues are too timid to call people out which is what the bad people prey on. ......... Funny story about Scouse while I'm on. We had The Stranglers on, when they first exploded onto the scene, which was great for me as I loved them. The bass player, Jean-Jacques Burnell, had warned the crowd about spitting, 'We're not the Sex Pistols and it's not polite!' It was a lively night and I had to put a lad out of the loading bay door. When I came back it had all kicked off and Scouse was dragging a bloke out in a headlock who I recognised as Burnell. I asked wtf was going on and he said 'some bloke' had dived off the stage and was laying people out. I told him who it was but he said 'I don't care, he's not doing that in my club'. By this time the roadies were waving baseball bats at us and it was getting nasty. I persuaded Scouse to put him down and let him go back on stage. After the gig the group asked us backstage, which was a bit scary, but it was all just mutual apologies and beers. JJ Burnell took the opportunity to tell Scouse he was a black belt in some martial art, I can't remember which tbh, and said he'd never lost a fight before ... first time I ever saw Scouse laugh tbh.
