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Birmingham City Council is Psychotic
Today I was issued a “Liability Order” by the Birmingham Magistrates’ Court for ‘not paying’ my Council Tax.
Sounds cut and dry, right?
If you don’t pay your tax then don’t start ‘boo hoo’ing about getting fines and such.
The thing is that last month I paid about £850 in council tax…
There’s a brief history to this A few years ago I lived in a flat in Moseley, which I still own, but is empty at the moment – there’s nobody living there. I’ve been paying my council tax on that in the mean time, whilst moving to a new place in summer last year. At that point I wrote to them (yes – a phone call or email apparently doesn’t suffice) and they set me up as ‘exempt’ on the old place for six months. The plan was to do it up and sell it. Suffice to say I got busy, as always and my plans went out of the window.
Mean time I missed some correspondence about my exemption ending because it went to the old address. The thing is that mean-time I’ve been in touch with them about my new place, set up regular payments by direct debit for it and everything was going swimmingly, or so I thought. Then out of the blue I get a court summons saying that I have to be at X court at Y date, blah blah blah.
‘Huh?! What’s all this about then?‘ was my response and picked up the phone to the Council Tax department where I’m told that there’s an outstanding balance on my old property. So why isn’t that just included in my direct debit?
“It doesn’t work that way” is the response. So having already paid a bunch of cash to them that month (and still hurting from the Christmas bill!) I paid them a couple of hundred quid and added the remainder to my direct debit.
Done and dusted right? I’ve paid, it’s all good, everyone’s happy, the court thing will be cancelled, right? Nope. For some bizarre reason I received my “Liability Order”.
The letter I received (my emphasis)�
Wow!
So let me get this straight? I’ve just paid you £850 for council tax. You have a couple of hundred that’s still outstanding and I’ve set up a direct debit on the phone with you. Mean time you’ve actually taken this to a Magistrate’s court, charged me £50 and are now threatening me with visits from the bailiffs and prison? For a couple of hundred quid?!
Tuttle -> Buttle
At this point I started getting images of Terry Gilliam’s Brazil flashing through my head, where a spelling mistake by an official in some faceless bureaucratic government department leads to a Mr. Buttle (a nobody) being mistaken for a Mr. Tuttle (a terrorist) because of a spelling mistake, and his life being systematically destroyed in a very humorous way.
Just to reiterate – Birmingham City Council have sent me a letter saying that if I don’t pay what I’ve already told them I’m paying having given them my account details for a direct debit that they are going to try to send me to prison.
Putting this in context
For the last few years I’ve been donating my time on various things to try to push forward the image of this city as a good place to live and work. This year I was invited to be part of something called the “Big City Plan – City Team”, which is a group of volunteers the council have brought on board to help them inform the future of the city for the next 15 or so years.
I’ve already been throwing ideas into the pot, spending time getting other people connected as well as putting aside 2 whole days before Christmas to attend a conference. Free of charge. Nothing billed.
And on Thursday there’s the launch of what looks set to be an interesting document about what the future holds for Birmingham. I’ve even given up my time for photo-calls of ‘usual suspects’ to help promote it because I think it could be an impactful piece of work.
But a few days in advance of that, after the ‘happy happy, let’s all have a hug’ stuff that’s been going on, I’m basically sent an offensive and threatening letter from the same organisation.
The result – I can ignore the letter
So, I picked up the phone this morning and gave them a call. Apparently this is an ‘automated‘ letter, and just the fact that I’ve set up a direct debit instead of paying £1200 to them two weeks after Christmas meant that the court proceedings went through anyway. That’s completely contradictory to what I was told on the phone, and although this doesn’t appear on any external records or affect my credit rating I just think the whole thing is really insulting, stupid and bureaucratically inept.
Apparently it’s a letter that I can entirely ignore – why they choose to send it is a complete mystery to me.
The Psychotic organisation
From my point of view, the council as an organisation isn’t too far away from the ‘psychotic’ corporation as I read about in the book The Corporation. On one hand it acts all lovely and happy when it wants to, on the other, or rather ‘in’ the other it has a baseball bat.
A user-centric design
If I had anything to do with the ‘Revenues and Payments’ department I’d be doing a review on how they communicate to their customers. I mean – if this is the way that the council deals with people don’t you think you’ll just end up with people hating your organisation? I’m reserving judgement because I know that there are some good things going on with the people I come into contact with, but for Pete’s sake, this doesn’t do anything to build civic pride – and isn’t that the thing we’ve all realised is missing in Birmingham? A bit of ’swagger’?
So – I suggest the council does a top-to-bottom review of how it connects with people at all points. Start being reasonable. Stop sending threatening automated letters. Stop stressing people out unnecessarily. Stop being so heavy handed. Start thinking from a user’s point of view.
What about people who don’t have English as a first language?
I’ve had no end of trouble with this, and if I put myself in the shoes of someone who doesn’t have English as their first language or maybe has literacy issues, the letter above could be pretty distressing. Prison, bailiffs, taking my possessions?!
Nobody has the right to use these kinds of scare tactics on anyone – least of all our own City Council – aren’t they there to act for our interests? Why is it the preserve of the public sector that it can act in this kind of belligerent way? If I acted like this I’d have no clients in pretty much no time.
Switching provider?
With any other situation with, say, a utility company acting in this manner I’d be able to raise my objections with the threat of moving to a different provider. Unfortunately Birmingham City Council have a monopoly on ‘living in Birmingham’ so I don’t have an option. Or maybe I do.
To be honest I’m fed up with this and a load of other issues affecting our city – poor levels of design and new architecture, tired, unadventurous leadership, just a lack of ambition in a lot of areas, and today I really am quite seriously considering leaving.
I’ve had loads of offers over the last few years to go and work and do projects elsewhere in the world.
This is just another example of a big ‘fingers up’ that makes me think I should just head for greener pastures. I know plenty of people in the Creative/Cultural scene who are generally unhappy with various things that are going on in the city right now who are also considering their positions given that our contribution goes mostly unnoticed and under-valued.
If you’re in the revenues and payments department (maybe you’re Gail Adams?) reading this and you want this as a letter so you can ‘process it’, press the print button, put it in an envelope, put your address on it with a stamp and send it to yourself.
What do you think? Should I be ’switching provider’?