St Vincent de Paul, Romero House, 55 Westminster Bridge Road, London

St Vincent de Paul (SVP) does a couple of food handouts per week in Lincoln’s Inn Fields, London and the atrocious behaviour of quite a few of their “volunteers” would, I suspect, cause Charles Dickens to turn in his grave.

The very first time I came across SVP in Lincoln’s Inn Fields was on a Friday evening a few years ago. They had a van with them and were handing sandwiches, etc, to the homeless from its side doors. Standing just outside the nearside door was an Irish chap in his late twenties or early thirties. Seemingly, his task was to keep order and deter queue jumpers.

He was fairly well dressed and reminded me of one of those types of halfwits you’d sometimes come across who’d buy a cheap suit thinking it would make their pretence of being bankers instead of labourers more believable.

It would be difficult to describe how vulgar and ignoramus and loud mouthed this two-bit bully was. A complete piece of trash and clearly of very low IQ. He’d stand at the door of the van very obviously itching for a reason to shoot-off his vile mouth. And when he couldn’t find a reason to dish out abuse to those in the queue he’d invent one.

In his hunger to dish out vitriol he decided that the queuers weren’t moving away quickly enough from the side door after having gotten served. I actually saw him on quite a few occasions shouting abusively at people who had been served and who had already moved away – can you get stupider than ordering someone to move on when they have already moved on?

The first time I saw this piece of tripe in action I assumed SVP would soon drop him like a hot stone. That they wouldn’t tolerate this unstable dumb-assed moron using their charity as a podium from which to throw his weight around. But I was wrong, very wrong. I soon learned that SVP couldn’t care less about how their so-called “volunteers” carried on.

When the Irish fellow eventually found something better to do on a Friday evening he was replaced by equally vulgar male of Eastern European origin. This fellow was for all intents and purposes a Nazi. His task would have been to keep order in the queue while a colleague sitting in the van handed out baguettes and sandwiches.

But he went beyond his remit. When the queuers reached the side door they’d sometimes ask for a specific type of sandwich. This chap, though, didn’t tolerate these people asking for specific fillings as if they were buying lunch in Pret a Manger. He’d reach into the van like a frothing mouthed lunatic and grab a bunch of sandwiches and thrust one at the recipient with a side order of verbal abuse and spittle spraying from his mouth.

Believe it or not, St Vincent de Paul had this unstable loon with them for nigh on two months. And every Friday evening he acted the same. I don’t know why he eventually stopped “volunteering” with SVP every Friday, but I heard it was because one of the handout recipients got extremely annoyed with him and made as if to do him extreme harm. As we all know, the typical bully is also extremely cowardly and will always run away with tail between legs when challenged.

What I can tell you for certain is that he didn’t quit “volunteering” because London’s St Vincent de Paul found his behaviour unacceptable.  

This chap assaulted me whilst in the employ or volunteering for SVP.

Then a black chap (pic right) started showing up with this SVP charity team every Friday. He was also an unashamed bully but a bit worse than the other two because he went on to show he had no problem lashing out at people and assaulting them.

St Vincent de Paul put this fellow at their van’s side door where he did the double tasks of keeping the queue in order and handing out the food. After a few weeks I noticed this fellow had his favourites. Every so often he’d load specific people up with food and conduct a lengthy chap with them.

One Friday evening he really went overboard with one individual. He was chatting to this recipient and forcing sandwiches upon him, even after the person had repeatedly said he had had enough.

I was standing in the vicinity and I pointed out to this “volunteer” that there was at least fifty others waiting in the line and that perhaps he should give them all an option of getting some food as quickly as possible.

And what way did this dude react? He ran towards me and assaulted me. He struck me across the side of the head.

You might ask, did St Vincent de Paul find this behaviour unacceptable? Well, yes, they found it completely acceptable. They were informed that he assaulted me and yet they continued to have him as a “volunteer” for a very long time afterwards.  

This SVP employee/volunteer is enormously arrogant and obviously believes it’s alright for his colleagues to openly assault people.

This male (pic right) is either a regular volunteer or employee of SVP – my guess would be employee. On the evening the black chap assaulted me he was standing a few metres away. He witnessed the entire incident; actually came and interceded. His intercession, though, was solely on behalf of his colleague, the black dude. The fact that his colleague was after illegally and thuggishly assaulting a bystander didn’t bother him in the least.

It was afterwards that I took these photographs shown here and whilst doing so I had some interaction with this fellow. I found him to be an unbelievable arrogant POS. A nauseatingly condescending prick. I do really wonder where people like him get their god-like arrogance from. 

This is the same fellow shaking the assaulter's hand months after he had witnessed him strike me.

A SVP volunteer or employee who abusively warned me not to post his photo online :-)

I also had an interaction with this person (pic right) while taking these same photographs. I found him to be another arrogant POS. One evening when he saw that I was taking pictures he actually threatened me; warned me that I was not to publish them. He was arrogant and abusive while doing so. I asked him had he anything to say about his colleagues’ assault on me. He got extremely annoyed at being asked this and arrogantly denied that it had even happened.

I saw this man carrying a cross and piously parading along Oxford St a few years ago. He had a posse of the devout behind him. While the followers saw someone holy, I saw an utter hypocrite.

If her abuse isn’t taken she may attempt entice others to punish her challenger.

Pictured right is yet another highly abusive and sly POS that spent some time on the St Vincent de Paul platform dishing out abuse. On one occasion when a homeless person challenged her vitriol she made a brazen attempt to entice other homeless people to become involved. Her way of dealing with being challenged by her victim was to pretend that it was he who had initiated the abuse and not her.  

What trash like these described above soon realise when dealing with the homeless is that they can manipulate them. Some of these homeless and vulnerable people will be very quick to jump in and fight if they think it will give them advantage with those that give out free food and clothes – and these "volunteers" are well aware of this. The “volunteers” can then be abusive, sarcastic or insulting to a particular homeless person and if challenged or the insults returned they may – like the lady pictured above – then make an even louder scene in order to entice others to get involved.

What this “lady” was actually doing was threatening her challenger that she could (or perhaps would) get him beaten up by other homeless people if he objected to her vile behaviour.

On two occasions this arrogant little bully-boy had a go at me.

Then, as if to remove any doubt that London’s St Vincent de Paul has an ingrained culture of abuse, there’s this fellow picture right. One two occasions he approached me whilst I was stood on the sidelines of a SVP food handout at Lincoln’s Inn Fields. On both occasions there was litter which had been dropped by others in the vicinity of where I stood and this chap had the gall to approach and loudly accuse me of having dropped it. For good measure he then, on both occasions, decided to sarcastically berate me.

The first time he did this he got an earful. And I was amazed to see that he had the gall to come back and have another go. But I don't think he'd know any better because at than time he'd have been immersed in St Vincent de Paul's culture of bullying and abuse.

This list of people described above would view themselves as being “liberals”. They, I suspect, portray themselves to their neighbours and work colleagues as being oh-so-right-on as far as fairness and decency goes. When you pull back the rug with them, though, you’ll see nothing but a bunch of arrogant abusive hypocrites. They love to dish out sarcasm and abuse but are extremely thin skinned when it is returned – or even if there’s an indication that it might be returned.

Perhaps that’s why they are more normally known as snowflakes. When they don’t get their own way they meltdown quite easily.