THE PAEDOFILE: GMP denies Cyril Smith case being dropped, digs deeper hole for itself.

New in this post: is this where all those GMP avenues were leading?

L to r…Rowen, Smith, ginger bloke

For those of you who haven’t yet seen it, the good old Rochdale local press has run a GMP ‘denial’ of having closed the Cyril Smith case. Emerging from the very obviously inept facial orifice of Detective Chief Superintendent Mary Doyle of GMP, it runs (my emphases):

“To say that we have abandoned our investigation into allegations concerning the late Sir Cyril Smith is misleading and inaccurate. From the outset, we have always stressed that if anybody wished to come forward and make a complaint, GMP would record this to recognise the abuse that victim has suffered. We have publicly said just how important it is for victims that any such abuse is recognised because as Sir Cyril Smith is deceased, no criminal prosecution can be brought against him. Since last year, we have only had a very small number of people come forward to report any abuse by Sir Cyril Smith*, and we have had no new reports since then. We are still actively investigating the incidents reported to us.”

Ah yes, Greater Manchester Police, their motto: ‘You detect the crime, so we don’t have to’. Said a former officer this lunchtime, “I think the Exaro reporter was saying that the enquiry is basically dormant, and I think he’s right. All DCS Doyle has done is confirm that. People who think the police don’t take this sort of thing seriously enough will probably have had that impression strengthened.” The * above is my childish joke suggesting that, as he’s dead, not very likely that any new abuses of bottoms of Cyril would be coming to light, ho-ho.

My more serious point would be rather more specific: the GMP investigation had been, I understand, leading to links with other similar criminal activity involving other suspects. DCS Doyle needs to explain why that evidence of related crime hasn’t been followed up. So once more, the sorry folk who have awarded themselves the eternally frustrating job of baiting the guilty and their protectors with Rumour & Innuendo must start off some more. You never know, it might kick-start another investigation.

For example, type Cyril Smith into Google, and you will be told that ‘other people’ searched for by Cyril Smith watchers include Simon Danczuk, Jeremy Thorpe, Paul Rowen, David Steel and Jimmy Savile.

‘Second police probe ordered into Rochdale child grooming scandal’ reported the Manchester Evening News a month ago, adding, ‘Greater Manchester Police have been reviewing their original probe into child sex abuse allegations in the town five years ago’. Must’ve been another one they closed until harrassed into opening it again. Simon Danczuk is the Labour MP who bagged Smith’s old seat at the 2010 election when Liberal Democrat Paul Rowen lost. Speaking to the MEN, Dynamic Danczuk said, “Lessons have been learned,” [Chestnut of the Century Winner, 1845]  “There’s no complacency on the part of police about these horrific crimes and I’m confident every effort is being made to get these predators off our streets”. Great stuff there Sime, we’re really thrilled that you’re confident. Labour, you friend in tough times. We don’t want any of Labour’s blind eye to Islamic grooming in the constituency’s Town Hall coming to light, now do we?

Paul Rowen held the Seat of Dead Cyril for just five years. He is a religious man, a catholic educated in strict schools and himself a former teacher at Catholic schools until his election in 2005. Mr Rowen has never married.

In 2009, he was obliged to give the following explanation to a local campaigning website: “I’ve been very lucky over the last few months to have had a number of young people from Rochdale working as interns in both my London office and in Rochdale. These have included Natassa Malik whose father is a good friend of Sir Cyril Smith, Adam Barber who is the son of my GP, and Tom Barlow who is studying A Levels at Oldham Six Form College”.

Rowen has always, together with his political agent Dave Hennigan, made great play of his religious Irish connection. Says a local source, “Rowen know all about the allegations against [Smith] at the Cambridge House hostel. He never lifted a finger about it.” In fact, the anti-Rowen camp in Rochdale hammered on at his abuse of expenses and “spanking ardour”, while cracking near the knuckle gags about castrating him – “but not the chemical cocktail linked to scurrilous rumours about Cyril Smith post-Cambridge House allegations and police investigations”.

Jeremy Thorpe, of course, needs no introduction as the man who bit pillows, had dogs shot, and was unusually close to Sailor Ted…with whom he nearly formed a Government in 1974. Jimmy Savile had form for well let’s not bother, we’ll be here all day….and then there’s David Steel. As the effervescent and ever-trenchant Needleblog site attests, Diddy David was rather fractious and thin-skinned on the subject of Big Cyril. He wrote to Private Eye saying that ‘the story about Cyril Smith posed a number of reasonable questions which I should like to answer: “In 1974 Steel was chief whip – was he really not told about the Smith police files?” The answer is “no”. “By March 1977 he was leader of the Liberal Party – were the Smith files still not brought to his attention?” The answer again is “no”. You say that in 1979 the Rochdale Alternative Paper (sic) “had a plethora of sworn statements from the victims.” Well if so, you did not include those in your report that year (which was all I ever heard of the matter) and nor did they send these to me.’

Harrumph, harrumph. Needdleblog’s addendum question seems to me entirely apt: ‘then why is it, despite your complete ignorance of any complaint of any conduct against Cyril Smith, that your press office, when you were leader of the Liberal Party stated in response to the Rochdale Alternative Press and the Private Eye articles in April 1979 that; “It’s not a very friendly gesture, publishing that. All he seems to have done is spank a few bare bottoms”.

Oh right, is that all?

Anyway DCS Mary Doyle Sister of Grace goodluckgoodluck, even if the Irish blarney still applies in Rochdale, seems to me there’s enough raw material (and nerves) in the above scurrilous dot-joining to start wearing out some leather on the case. Ah, the slap of Leather on Pavement, and Patrick O’Pavement screaming for more….

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THE PAEDOFILE: Why West Yorkshire Police, Ben fellowes, and Bradford Council are either mad or cunning

Would you trust Ken Clarke with Ben Fellowes, Jimmy Savile with a policeman, or Bradford Council with anything?

As to whether Ben Fellowes (left) is mad or a double-agent, the case continues. His latest posting about Kennneth Clarke is a stream of consciousness, alleged victimisation, and largely evidence-free accusation. As he’s been at this lark now for over two years, Plod has somewhat impolitely asked ‘im to cease an’ desist Squire, uvvawise we might ‘ave to feel your collar, chummy. So Ben’s answer is to immediately post more of the same. Such modi operandi are bound to bring consequences, which one suspects is what Mr Fellowes wants. The question remains, “Why?”

There isn’t too much to Ben’s history, really. He has scored two own-goals against serious observers of inequality before the law when it comes to paedophile tendencies: first, branding the BBC a den of pervs – which is utter tosh. And second, insisting that Clarke is a paedofile. As everyone I know who knows him plus three journalists close to the matter all tell me he is a largely misguided chap with no such proclivity, as I’ve already suggested you have to wonder what his motives are.

Put it like this: if he set out to provide the media, cops and Establishment with an ongoing basis for credible denial, then he’s so far made a pretty good fist of it. But let’s not get onto fisting, it’s far too early in the day.

Let us move on instead to that evergreen hook upon which to hang the luvvies and protect the sadists, Jimmy Savile. I no longer know where to go on this one. He was very clearly a corrupt, manipulative bully who protected himself in a million different ways, and so for that reason alone he remains a worthy topic of study. After three months of 24/7 media braindeath during which one hack after another has asked ‘How did he get away with it?” the answer – which was there all the time – still seems to elude them: corrupt coppers, hacks scared of celebrity lawyers, and an image carefully nurtured over 35 years.

The corrupt Plod part of the equation is back in the news….and for all the wrong reasons. Why anyone still thinks it a good idea to let the Boys in Blue investigate themselves any more eludes me, but anyway in an outcome that brings no surprises at all, the report into the contact between West Yorkshire Police officers and Jimmy Savile has concluded there was “no evidence he was protected from arrest”.

The faintly amusing thing here (I know paedophilia isn’t a subject for humour, but police whitewashes can be hysterically funny) is that, having reached that conclusion, the report itself goes on to sow more doubt in the functioning mind than there was before. Savile (left) stands, over three decades, accused of 76 crimes in the West Yorkshire area involving 68 victims….the vast majority of which took place from around 1962 to 1977. During that period he was an active supporter of the Yorkshire Force, but the Report is ‘satisfied that the work undertaken by Savile in support of local and force campaigns and events was entirely appropriate at the time’.

I suppose my next question has to be, given the prolific nature of his crimes, “What on earth led you to think that?”, and the Retort of the Report is of great Import in that it offers negative Support for the conclusion quoted above. Indeed, it notes:

“The review team have concerns regarding the absence of a process to secure Savile’s services for some of these events and also the over-reliance on personal friendships that developed between Savile and some officers over a number of years to secure that support.”

And it adds:

“Of greater concern is that even after the force received the request from Surrey Police in 2007 to check what records WYP held that related to Savile in relation to their investigation at Duncroft School, WYP continued to use him as part of local crime prevention campaigns.”

Er, right. But never fear because:

“There is no evidence that he was protected from arrest or prosecution for any offences as a result of his relationship with WYP, or individual friendships with officers.”

Well that’s another mystery cleared up – thank Heavens for that. And it really is a great relief, given that:

‘…up to eight officers attended “Friday Morning Clubs” at Savile’s flat in Leeds’. Hmm. And one officer – approached by a complainant – told her he was “a personal friend of Savile’s and that Jimmy gets so many of these type of complaints”. Right….and, um, getting so many complaints might mean….you know, maybe there was some truth in it? Not a bit of it:

‘Investigation has shown that much of the available information during Savile’s lifetime was never shared with WYP and, when it was, WYP did not connect the events to recognise a potential pattern of offending’.

Ah well – you always know where you are with West Yorkshire Police. Say n’more.

And finally, what are those upstanding members of Britain’s local government child protection cadres up to in order to change the mindset when it comes to buggering vulnerable kids? Well, chances are that – if you live in Bradford – you already have the answer….even though it’s no answer at all. Under the encouraging heading ‘New Solutions’, the Council there tells us that:

‘In Bradford’s redesigned service for families with young children, parent

peer supporters called Community Ambassadors will work to build

trust and rapport with local families, be trained to offer continuous, low-

level support to families and make connections with professionals when

needed. Community Ambassadors will not come from ‘perfect’ families;

they’ll be real people from the community who have the capacity to

manage, who struggle and survive difficult times and who can then share

their real life experiences with others.

Oh dear. Oh very, very dear. No: excuse me while I have a rare lapse, and conclude “Oh for fuck’s sake”. There they are again, those telltale signs of fluffy delusion: the syntax, the enthusiastic drivel, the Nanny tone – and of course, the Titles: why do ‘parent peer supporters’ need this silly name, and isn’t one silly name enough without calling them ‘Community Ambassadors’ as well? Also, if they’re taxpayers, what are the social workers doing?

I’ll tell you: they’re changing their name to Support Ambassadors, with the following function:

‘Support Ambassadors will provide an initial training programme and

ongoing support for Community Ambassadors – for example advising

parents on how to brush children’s teeth. The advice has to be what

a dentist would recommend, but a parent who has been taught to do

this can pass this on.’

Et voila! Everyone will live happily ever after:

‘At the moment we have neighbourhoods, in three years we will have communities.’

“Don’t worry darling, that nice man from the Council took you to the bathroom and removed your clothing in order to teach you how to clean your teeth because I’m far too stupid to do that and so there’s nothing to worry about”.

Parallels involving fiddling and burning simple will not suffice in this case. Britain is become a nation advised by muddled morons unfit to give advice to lollipop ladies about how to cross the road. My Kingdom for a grounded, competent and humble civil servant.

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PAEDOPHILIA: How one piece of news can kill a novel

There is a paedophile syndicate that runs across the British Establishment at every level. When will it be purged?

This is one of the oddest posts I’ve ever put up.

Yesterday by email, somebody sent me this flashback to an article in the Independent during 2000. Lest we forget, that’s now over twelve years ago. In and of itself, there is the familiar pattern of it referring back to a 20-year period beginning nearly forty years ago. This is a brief set of extracts from it:

‘More than 200 children are believed to have been abused by a network of paedophiles in London care homes. Seven people have been arrested – and 11 council workers suspended – in the on-going police inquiry covering 20 years of sexual and physical abuse….The investigation is examining alleged abuse in Lambeth homes from 1974 to 1994….Links have also been discovered between several of the key suspects. They were found to have worked together in the same homes, given each other references and carried out training courses together….Two key workers at a children’s home were sentenced yesterday to a total of 23 years in prison for a string of sexual assaults on boys in their care. Former Deputy Principal Barrie Alden, 66, from Norwich, and ex-house master John Wright, 56, from Talgarth, Powys, were sentenced at Newport Crown Court. Alden and Wright committed the offences on a total of eight boys at the Ty Mawr residential home, near Abergavenny, South Wales, from the 1960s to the 1980s…’

I’d imagine that, like me, you did a double-take at the end there. Welsh care homes. Again.

I was living in Lambeth (and meeting social workers dealing with distressed-family kids) from 1979 to 1990. I’ve also spent time digging around the disgrace of the Wrexham to Chester axis of buggery over the last two years, as well as delving into the inky darkness of Plymouth since 2007.

Now let me tell you about the dead novel.

It was an idea I had three months ago. It is about a pharmaceutical company that develops an early fertility drug around 1960, bribes its way past the FDA tests over the years, launches the product, and then discovers by accident that the drug has a tendency to produce male psychopath babies with a propensity for public-life power and paedophilia.

The novel was meant to show how sleaze in medicine and depravity in politics came to dominate contemporary life. It was to be pure fiction of course, but I believed it stood a chance of engaging those masses who simply cannot get their heads around just how deep-rooted and pernicious this link is between the desire to control innocent citizens and do irreparable damage to young children. These pulp readers find it so easy to accept the bromides of MPs and the cover-ups of police in their dealings with this, the obverse side of the coin which insists children cannot be charged withe a criminal offence: it seems that the quid pro quo is that they can’t be protected from criminal offenders either.

But there is an obvious flaw in the novel’s central idea, and it is this: how can you blame a pharmco product dating from, say, 1962, for paedophile crimes that were clearly endemic among perpetrators born in the 1930s? We aren’t dealing here with an accident for crying out loud: we are dealing with two grizzly human conditions. The first of these is the twisted desire to make infants the sexual partner of adults without consent. And the second is for the powerful to protect such foul perpetrators without question.

I was talking to a blogger more eminent than I the other day about what a complete distraction the entire Jimmy Savile/BBC/’He groomed a nation’ falsehood has been, and how one dead DJ’s probable guilt has been used to throw people off the scent of the many. A week ago, I was asking a member of the Fourth Estate why we keep on being promised Rocks Lane arrests, but nothing materialises.

But this latest old clip sent to me somehow broke the camel’s back. Dig into Westminster, local government, the schools system, the Secret Courts, the social care system in general, or the Care Home system in particular, and I can guarantee that – under every stone you lift – there will be the unprepossessing sight of low-life scrambling for cover as they plead false harassment and use their judicial friends to dish out gagging orders.

We should all note one especially devastating line from the old Indie article: ‘Links have also been discovered between several of the key suspects. They were found to have worked together in the same homes, given each other references and carried out training courses together.’

I posted last year about the Soham murders, and how a long-suspected (and protected) Humberside paedophile had protected the killer Ian Huntley, enabling him to gain his janitor’s job at the dead girls’ school. That man is an accessory to murder. Only last year, he tried to stand as the Labour candidate for police commissioner. The local Labour Party have yet to shop him; but they did at least have the decency to turn him down. Predictably and without an iota of shame, this bloke went to the media and said how his blacklisting was totally unfair. You couldn’t make it up.

The time has passed when we should any longer accept the blasé reassurances of the police, justice, social care and political élites that these are isolated and unconnected incidents. What we have here is a State within a State: a loosely organised but ruthlessly powerful group of sex maniacs feeding their perversion by corrupting police, Council officials, Secret Court judges, and child psychiatrists, while at the same time infiltrating the care system on a member-get-member basis. A prominent (and concerned) MP I met in January insisted to me that the main motive in most paedophile cases is money. To me this is like saying that the main motive for running a Death Camp is the bonus system. People who supply and thus get paid by sexually ill child-destroyers are in it for the money alright: but they must be somewhat odd to do it and be able to sleep at night. People much higher up who protect the same dangerously violent deviance are doing so to remove any threats to their power….a power which derives from the system they exploit  in order to increase that power.

Let us examine some of the facts in play here. The main suspect in the Rocks Lane enquiry is a personal friend of Nick Clegg. Of late, Nick Clegg has also shown  himself to be a complete humbug on the subject of pests who maul women, and more than happy to put his blind eye to the telescope.

The main bankroller of Jeremy Hunt the Health Secretary’s expenses is JHJ Lewis, the top dog at the Groucho Club. The Groucho was flagrantly displaying a paedophile exchange website until investigative journalist Tyrone Murphy discovered it and blew the whistle. There are no signs of enquiries or convictions in relation to this matter, although it is a matter of Newport Police record that Mr Murphy disturbed a man during 2009 trying to bug his telephone line.

During 2007, David Cameron shared a committee with JHJ Lewis looking into in-Britain tourist development. Lewis is a major contributor to the Conservative Party.

In the early 1970s, Harriet Harman and her husband Jack Dromey consistently supported the Paedophile Information Exchange, an organisation later disbanded under some duress. Harman then became Minister for Women, and embroiled in the Secret Courts saga. She at first vigorously defended the secrecy, and then agreed to open the Courts to the media. Five years later when she left power, she still hadn’t. During that time, endless numbers of already damaged children were handed over to a Care Home system hugely inflitrated by paedophiles.

Also during this period, Ed Balls was Minister for Families. When the second instance of Plymouth’s nursery system paedophilia emerged, Balls expressed himself bewildered and unable to imagine how the problem could be stopped. He didn’t know where to start, so he didn’t. Plymouth’s problems in this area continue to worsen. Ed is the MP for Morley, and a key member of the Rotherham Labour mafia. His wife, Yvette Cooper, is thought by many in the Party to be a serious leadership candidate as and when Miliband finally trips over his sword.

During the Rotherham by-election of 2012, the insane behaviour of one social worker (in trying to ban foster parents because they voted UKip) alerted the media to what that same social care department was ignoring: a massive paedophile network run and controlled by corrupt agreements between the police, the local taxi drivers, and key personnel in the care system. There seemed little doubt that senior members of the local Labour Party were well aware of what was going on. This explains why the Establishment spin machine immediately swung into action, switching the story from industrial scale sexual depravity to ‘This is a seat UKip can win’. UKip never stood a hope in hell of winning it. The sex scandal disappeared from our media. There was no enquiry, and nobody has been charged: to all intents and purposes, the story simply went away.

Last year a prominent Plymouth Judge infamous for soft paedophile sentences (and on one occasion letting two dangerous perverts skip bail) became the most senior Judge in Exeter. Nobody so much as questioned the decision.

In the 1970s, a campaigning MP gave then Home Secretary Leon Brittan a fat file on the Richmond Council situation. It disappeared. In Wales ten years ago, a damning report about Welsh care homes was first of all covered up and then shredded. But one copy escaped. Both the police and the cps have been studying it. That’s it.

Fine, I accept completely the idea that some of the above will be down to innocent coincidence. But all of it?

The death of a barely sketched-out novel is a minor matter in the greater scheme of things. But the death of Justice for our Children is a head-hanging disgrace of which every Briton should be profoundly ashamed. For fifteen years in the US, J Edgar Hoover denied the existence of an organised crime syndicate. By the time he died, America was being run by it. It very probably assassinated John F Kennedy. It still launders drug money through the banking system today. And despite his very long history as the boss of money-laundering HSBC, Lord Green is still David Cameron’s Trade Minister. This is where things go unless somebody comes out of denial and starts purging the system.

Does it matter? Yes of course it matters: During late 2010, David Cameron gave that same Lord Green Trade job to Leon Brittan. Brittan heard about the job via Nick Clegg’s dad, who is a personal friend. As Brittan was his first EU boss, Clegg recommended the former Tory Home Secretary to Cameron as a temporary Trade post filler. Brittan got the job on £170,000 a year. Certain irregularities in relation to diplomatic bags coming into Britain from the EU were conveniently ignored.

What goes around, keeps on coming around. And around and around, in this swirling whirlpool of deviant cess. Guilty parties are known to the police and other authorities. But those Westminster Parties from Edwina Currie downwards who’ve known about this scandal for decades are the most guilty of the lot.

PAEDOPHILES IN POLITICS: A Beecher’s Brook of a scandal which may yet unseat David Cameron

With the issue of EU membership neutralised for the time being, the Prime Minister neverthless still faces the problem of upcoming Newscorp cases in which he is clearly implicated. But towering above any other obstacle is the emerging depth and breadth of potential paedophile cases linked to the Conservative Party. Is David Cameron about to become the Disappearing Man?

The Daily Telegraph yesterday noted that ‘many of [Cameron's] MPs see a leader who is not a winner, and whose actions – and inactions – are leading the country to disaster and the Tory party to extinction. Away from the public eye, some are actively working to bring him down, while others watch and wait, quietly hoping for his demise’. A little bit of this is wishful thinking by the Barclays of Sark – but not much: as I’ve posted several times since last Austumn, David Cameron is doomed, and the latest he will meet his fate is 2015. But now I can see dark clouds appearing at a faster speed than previously…and hear the sound of thunder foretelling the arrival of le deluge. It’s beginning to look like Dave won’t stay the course.

The Prime Minister has, for the time being, put one major problem – EU membership – on the political back-burner. He did this by saying an enormous number of things all at the same time which amounted to nothing beyond “maybe the day after tomorrow”. Another day, another can….but he seems to have stymied the Ed Miller Band (who now don’t know what to think, again) and largely guaranteed he can go into an election without it being a millstone round his rubber neck. The question is, will he make it to the Election which will be, barring great drama, around May 2015? There are two reasons why he may well not.

The first is Hackgate in particular and Newscorp in general. Although it has been largely (and often deliberately) driven from our front pages, it’s time some commentators woke up to the timeline here. Just seven months from now, Cameron’s former Number Ten media fixer Andy Coulson – along with ex-News International chief executive and horse-riding friend Rebekah Brooks – will face trial over allegations linked to phone hacking for starters, and more besides: Brooks is also accused of conspiracy to pervert the course of justice, in that that she allegedly tried to conceal information from police investigating both hacking and corrupt payments to public officials at The Sun and the News of the World. In turn, five other Newscorpers will also face illegal hacking charges: Ex-managing editor Stuart Kuttner, former news editor Greg Miskiw, former head of news Ian Edmondson, ex-chief reporter Neville Thurlbeck former reporter James Weatherup, and near enough inhouse private detective Glenn Mulcaire.

I do find it perpetually staggering that 3,000 looters in Croydon can be banged up in three weeks, but (given the hearing for the Newscorp defendants was last September) it takes a year just to get seven well-heeled folks into Court. Of course this case is more complex, but seven goes into three thousand almost four hundred and thirty times. Anyway, delaying tactics Court procedures are not my concern today. My observation is a simple one: our economic situation will be parlous by September. It may prove to be one rough ride too many for our equestrian Prime Minister…especially if ginger canaries start to sing alongside drink-addled blokes with scores to settle against several people.

But even before then, Cameron may well find himself neck-deep in what will probably turn into the biggest sexual abuse scandal in political history. Those of us who’ve been grubbing about in this awful pit of depravity for six years or more have been rendered weary by a surfeit of false dawns, false flags and false witness: all of us, I think, still fear that the Establishment will yet again cover up this obscenity in its midst. But this week – and notably this weekend – several things seem to be surfacing at once. And as the original Hackgate scandal showed only too well, one of the few things left that will get the Brits up off their sofas is bad stuff being done to children.

I spoke at some length with a LibDem MP three weeks ago who insisted that the main motive behind child trafficking and systemic sexual abuse in care homes and schools is money. This is rather like saying that the main motive for war is munitions sales: as with so many of the observations made by our legislators and their fellow-travelling extremists, it shows a woeful ignorance of social anthropology – and the typical psychography of those in positions of power. The fact is, control is the common driver here: the same folks who like bossing the rest of us about are also have a higher-than-average propensity towards sexual control and abuse.

Thus illegal, life-damaging sexual perversity is as powerful a minority in the Labour Party (especially at local level) as it is in the Conservative Party higher up. However, to date it does seem to be the Tories who are getting the bulk of the heat….which, on top of the Party’s very obvious collusion in myriad ways with City criminality, is in danger of giving them an image roughly on a par with the necrophile serial killer John Christie. This can only get worse. In fact, it already is doing.

This morning, the Sunday People unveils a former Richmond Council care home orphan who says he and his 12-year-old brother were sent by staff to the Elm Guest House, where they were lured into cider and beer-drinking races to get them drunk and ordered to dress in girls’ fairy costumes while their pictures were taken. What The People calls ‘vile sex acts’ then occurred. Prominent Conservative politicians are popping up on the Elm House guest list with disturbing regularity, and not all of them are expat Ministers who were in power under Margaret Thatcher. Some are very closely connected to Cabinet Ministers and Peers in both powerful and controversial posts today.

It’s one thing turning a blind eye to Sir Cyril Smith’s preference for marginally under-age rent boys; it’s another to cover up a form of sadistic sexual bullying that blighted thousands of lives. One in six children aged 11-17 (16.5%) have experienced sexual abuse, and almost one in 10 children aged 11-17 (9.4%) have experienced sexual abuse in the past year. However, the correlation between care home abuse and later suicides among the victims is irrefutable and truly damning: for many decent people, privileged and protected predators should be considered murderers by proxy. Peter Hatton-Bornshin ended up at the Grafton Close Children’s Home, which was run by Richmond borough council in South-West London and supplied paedo-fodder to Elm House. An orphan from the age of eleven, Peter killed himself at the age of 28 as a direct result of the appalling abuse to which he was subjected. His story mirrors hundreds of others.

Meanwhile, Wrexham Council has been sitting on a controversial shelved report into North Wales child abuse. The Councillors have been running the media Around the Houses for Eighty Days, despite acknowledged FOI requests from both the Welsh Daily Post and the site Wrexham.com. Having admitted that yes, they do indeed have the report, there is no way the Council can stonewall for much longer. I’m reliably told the report contains a savage criticism of police collusion, as well as the ‘mystifying’ decision of one senior Tory Minister at the time not to take things further. It also massively implicates the little-known relative of a figure already involved in deep controversy over paedophile allegations. And it might hold further clues as to the business influence this relatively obscure figure allegedly had with Conservative politicians in the 1970s.

Just when it looked like there might be an end to the evidence of depravity, the Independent on Sunday has a piece this morning about trafficking links between the Grafton Care Home run by Richmond Council and Amsterdam’s red light area. Written by Paul Cahalan and Deputy Editor James Hanning (a man with A-level in Hackgate and Hidden Paedophilia to his name) the article confirms that Fernbridge detectives ‘are building a picture of the reach of the network – which allegedly used the property – and have seized a number of files from local authorities’.

Various concerned residents of Plymouth may now also be moved to have another crack at persuading the authorities that, there too, Council care homes have allegedly been involved in a trade whose first destination was Santander….thence onto North Africa. At least one prominent Conservative politician in the city has been implicated by Plymouth-based complainants in the past. Plymouth also has a long history of paedophile abuse in its care system. And one of its justice officers, Judge Francis Gilbert, has an equally long track-record of bizarrely lenient paedophile judgements…for which his reward was the promotion to being resident Judge in Exeter.

If the Conservative Party manages to escape all the consequences of these multiply-surfacing hobgoblins, then it will have been lucky indeed. Or put another way, the British legal and political Establishment will once more be shown to hold the concept of equality before the in contempt. But with this in the mix alongside his many other kicked cans, it’s hard to see how David Cameron can emerge unscathed out of the other end of his self-made tunnel.

Stay tuned. There’ll be another exposure along in a minute. And have a look at Msjenniferjames, a reliably factual and thoroughly professional site often focusing on rarely-seen items such as truth, bent trials, ignored testimony and so forth in this field.

To get the full story on élite depravity in Britain, visit The Slog’s dedicated page The Paedofile

EXCLUSIVE: Jimmy Savile on Jimmy Savile

Thirty nine years ago, Jimmy Savile published his autobiography Love is an Uphill Thing – an interesting title to say the least of it. The Coronet paperback is out of print now, but on reading it today, one is struck not just by the signs of a self-serving psychopath at work on the job of creating an entirely plausible public figure….but also by the clues in the text.

Savile’s 1974 autobiography appears to be the unique tale of eccentric Yorkshire coalminer made good and become national treasure. It also talks repeatedly and at length about his mother ‘the Duchess’ and how she was “the only woman I ever loved”, an assertion we have to hope was metaphorical. Even that, from the post-downfall perspective, causes one to wonder what role controlling women have in nurturing paedophiles: although perhaps more interestingly, Savile’s father doesn’t get a mention (we’re not even told his name) beyond a brief reference to him having been ‘a social worker’. Maybe the pattern of abuse was paternally established: certainly, Savile records first visiting an approved school (Borstal) at the age of nine with both his parents. Was Savile senior a paedophile already? It’s an intriguing (albeit creepy) thought, and in line with field research showing a clear link between abusers and abuse perpetrated on them in childhood. It’s impossible to know from this distance, but again, it is fascinating that Savile’s first showbiz gig is as the drummer in a schoolgirl band.

In the book, he claims to have had his first date at the age of twelve with a woman of twenty. I can honestly say I’ve never met anyone who achieved that feat, but to kick off his love-life with a reverse of his later predelictions is significant, I think…especially if you have something of an Oedipus complex about your mum. (His very first idea was to put on and organise a Beauty Contest).  By page 21, the young Jimmy is already ‘regarded as strange by my mates, and there came the day when they withdrew from me and I from them’. Yorkshire miners, you see, can tell sh*t from putty. Perhaps part of what made him strange to males was his admitted fascination ‘with dead bodies and mortuaries’ early in this slim volume. That, and funerals, and the Church…and priests.

As a Catholic, Savile knew how important it was, on making one’s way in the community, to befriend priests. His closeness to them from an early age is readily apparent: ‘With the clergy I formed a sort of Manager’s Club’. Except of course we don’t hear what sort of club it was. We only have the recent track-record of priests to go on. He was also quick to spot that senior police friends could oil the wheels nicely if things got sticky: as early as the start of his dance-hall career in the 1940′s, Jimmy Savile counted Louis Harper, Chief Superintendent of Manchester Constabulary A Division, as a close friend.

His preference, he tells us on P 47, was to ‘settle in and find myself a loner girl’ wherever he happened to be. An interesting attraction to vulnerability, that. But from then on the book is largely about fame, success, charities, royalty, television, rock stars, and all the things that ultimately made him untouchable. Only from time to time is one startled by his ‘role’ when touring with the Beatles: picking up small schoolgirls at the stage door, bringing them in to meet The Boys, and then taking them back again with four autographs each. I wonder how many of those kids got waylaid on the way back to the stage door.

These clues and odd references look significant in retrospect, but would’ve gone unnoticed back then. My largest blogger boo-boo of last year was defending Savile when the charges against him first emerged. I’d been a regular at his Club for two years in the early 1960s, and while he often had young teenagers with him, that wasn’t unusual on the Manchester groups scene. I must have asked for dozens of requests from him at Beat City, and he struck me as OK. Mainly he struck me as having a lifestyle I envied.

But a close female friend of mine recalls doing some pr work for a disabled rehabilitation hospital charity when she was younger. She had a meeting with Jimmy in his ‘office’ at the hospital, and asked for the DJ’s cooperation in putting together an entertainment package for the patients. “What’s in it for me?” Savile growled. My friend was shocked. “Nothing,” she stuttered, “It would just be nice for the patients”. “Go f**k yourself,” replied the great man.

The circular debate continues about why-oh-why and how-on-earth in relation to Sir Jimmy Savile OBE. The answer is obvious: he was a cunning sexual psychopath who surrounded himself with fixer authority figures, and threatened the free press whenever they got close to him. This 1974 autobiography offers further clues as to why rather than how, and is instructive for that reason alone.  But the wider lesson to be learned from the Savile saga is this one: in a society riddled with privilege, police corruption and gargoyle media ownership, it takes a long time to get the guilty into prison. Sometimes, they never go down at all.

Last night at The Slog – putting into words what Cameron said about Europe

 

NEWSCORP: Alive and well and still pulling the strings among Britain’s elite

Savilegate & Plebgate show only too clearly that the Murdoch hobgoblin is out of its coffin once more

Those even now still incapable of spotting the Newscorp agenda in relation to the BBC/Savile farrago will doubtless be ‘appalled of Kettering’ about the Sun’s front page this morning, which features a Tweenies episode on the BBC including a ‘vile, sick Jimmy Savile’ character in it. The usual ‘fury’ and ‘outrage’ clichés were in abundance, and The Scum revelled in claiming that it had been ‘swamped with calls and emails’.

The Wapping liars had clearly gone to a great deal of trouble to wind up some of Savile’s former victims in order to feature more damning quotes about it being “a bloody insult” and so forth. This extract in particular is a cracker:

’52-year old mother of two Deborah from Gravesend, Kent said “The BBC needs a complete overhaul of management”, which is exactly what you’d expect Debbie in Kent to say, really. She probably also added that a two-speed internet, VXX ETFs, and the manipulation of the Libor rate were a dibollikal libatty in terday’s multkulchralsiety.

Only right at the bottom of a long column on this event does the dear old Currant Bun note that ‘the episode was first shown in 2001′. Ah, right: just the 12 years before the lid blew off Sir Jimmy, then. Fair enough, it’s a cockup and the BBC should’ve spotted the content, then binned the episode. But the impression given throughout the piece is that a gang of mad paedophiles still secretly running the BBC had made the episode recently in order to cock a snoot at the likes of Mum Danielle Davies, of Hull, East Yorks, who said: “I cannot believe how inappropriate this is.” The way you do in Hull.

Of course, having bred the thick-as-a-brick generation over the last 44 years, Rupert and his Pals can now benefit from using such knee-jerkers as yet more spitting slings and arsey arrows against the Beeb. It’s onwards and upwards as always for the Men from Murdoch….and not just on this front.

The Sun’s orchestration of the Plebgate affair is there for anyone owning just the one mad, wobbly terrorist eye to see, with another deviously misleading piece today underlining how Dave and his senior Mandarin Sir Jeremy Heywood had made zero effort to really get at the truth – which is, of course, entirely accurate.

What’s missing from the Sun lead is why that might have been, who was behind the false whistle-blowing cop, and whether or not the Whip he contacted was already primed to know the Newscorp story would break. The media set-up has Rupertbollocks plastered all over it, but this latest article merely contains the coy reference, ‘The Sun exposed last September’s confrontation’. But rest assured it didn’t plan the whole farce as yet another revenge on Traitor Cameron: ooooooo nonononononono. That’s why the Digger’s admirer-chums Jeremy and Boris were so quick to shout ‘political set-up’ and back Andrew ‘Plebs’ Mitchell to the hilt.

It’s merely another everyday tale of distortion and deception from those wonderful folks who brought you Hackgate, police bribery, threats against MPs, and deals offering Party support in return for a UK media monopoly. The last element of 3D bollocks is of course distraction, and most of the above serves to keep the paedo-focus on Camerlot and the Beeb, but well away from anything unearthed by arch enemy Tom Watson at the now infamous Elm Guest House in Rocks Lane, Barnes.

In fact, both the Murdoch Wappers and the Barclaysark Telegraphers have imposed a tight news blackout on events in south London. There are many reasons why this might be, but now isn’t the time to go into them. Suffice to say that – as during the early weeks of Hackgate – the Elm-ban is there because neither organisation particularly relishes the prospect of full-scale revelations about former Elmers.

Yesterday at The Slog: Westland fiasco dragged into Elm House probe

ELM HOUSE PAEDOPHILES: Three face arrest, public figures implicated

Westland helicopter scandal dragged into Fernbridge investigation

Following the Slogpost of a few days ago predicting imminent arrests in relation to the Elm Guest House paedophile scandal, I understand that three people will initially face charges. I also have two corroborations of a rumour that the newly-named full-scale criminal operation ‘Fernbridge’ has powerful evidence against former Conservative ministers, a royal household member, and three other politicians – one BNP, one Irish, and one Labour.

A pop-star described as “a mega-famous songwriter” was also a visitor to the house, but for adult gay sex not child abuse. He does not face charges. One source also adds, “On the guest list I noticed the names of Leon Brittan and Hamilton Blackburn of Westland Helicopters”. This could have far-reaching political ramifications, given that Brittan was closely involved in the Westland deal during 1986. The Prime Minister Margaret Thatcher and Trade and Industry Secretary Brittan wanted to see Westland merge with Sikorsky, an American company. It resulted in Heseltine’s resignation, for he favoured a European solution merging Westland with BaE.

“It looks like there will be three arrests very soon,” another source told The Slog, “but these will not involve famous guests. However, the Fernbridge team are certain that figures in public life will be nailed.”

The site Exaro that has been very much ahead of the game on this story yesterday tracked down Elm House manager Haroon “Harry” Kasir, who ran the ‘guest house’ with his wife Carole from 1979-83.

Related: The little black book of Jeffrey Epstein

 

 

EXCLUSIVE:Fairbank paedophile investigation – “arrest imminent”

But suspicions remain about police NAYPIC raid

Two unrelated but well-informed sources have suggested to The Slog in the last eighteen hours that at least one arrest is about to take place in connection with Operation Fairbank – evidence in relation to which was seized yesterday in a dawn raid by Metropolitan Police officers. Thus far there is an MSM news blackout on the incident.

Many Sloggers will know by now that, via the investigative site Exaro, detectives investigating paedophile activities at the Elms guest-house in Barnes many years ago raided the premises of those supporting care home victims via the National Association for Young People in Care (NAYPIC).

Armed detectives raided the premises and seized files identifying ‘dozens’ of political and other celebrity paedophiles. Former NAYPIC employee Mary Moss told Exaro, “They went through everything. By the end of it, I felt like one of the victims”.

It does seem odd that a uniquely secret police unit like Fairbank should raid whistleblowers rather than perpetrators, although it could well be that the police were in search of additional evidence before making an arrest within the next few days. (If they don’t, then yet more conspiracy theories will kick into action).

However, that such arrest(s) are imminent does seem to be fairly clear.

“I don’t know who or why, but I know fairly certainly that a Barnes [guest house] arrest will be made very shortly, perhaps even in the next day or so,” a senior media contact told me late yesterday afternoon. And during the evening, a separate investigative source similarly opined that “a very high-profile arrest may now be only hours away. Much progress has been made, and one or two members on Fairbank are very confident”.

Fairbank leaders have gone to great lengths to maintain total security, including measures to avoid even using computers at times for evidential storage, and setting up dedicated secure airborne communications that are rigorously checked for interception attempts several times a day.

Further news is anticipated. If you have anything substantive to add – with back-up data – then please contact me at the usual address:  jawslog@gmail.com.

An important ASB (All Sloggers Bulletin): Last November I ran a story based on inside information from employees and users about private employment agencies fiddling the DWP in relation to job-finder outcomes. At the moment I can’t locate the email I received from the user end. Could you please resend and get in contact asap please as a major news organisation is interested in the story. Thanks.

Smoke Signals

Geithner replacement tells you where Obama is headed. There were strong rumours in the States last night that President Barack Obama will nominate Jack Lew to replace Tim Geithner as the next Secretary of the Treasury. Lew career highlights include getting a $900,000 bonus at Citigroup, during a period when Citi got a $45 billion bailout, saw $27.7 billion in loses, and suffered a 90% depletion in value. Lew is a former derivatives trader who made a pile from hedge-fund betting. Legislators would do well to check the consistency of his advice on this matter between bank and investor projects.

Dunraidin’. Further to last week’s post about the Spanish pension fund being even emptier than the WSJ realised, further news reaches Slogger’s Roost on the subject of ClubMed treasuries in general: they are all pretty much raided out, aka empty. The observation applies to every member of the Valley of Doom: Greece, Portugal, Cyprus, Spain and Italy. Italy has yet to yield up the awkward fact of complete misreporting about past sovereign debt levels, Spain’s caja crisis has been woefully underestimated, and Greek banks are now kept alive 24/7 be ECB life support and accountancy somersaults. Bottom line: Mario will have to find other ways to pretend that any of these nations can survive Troika demands. (For more heartening economic news from euroland, follow this link)

A Scottish grave leading all the way to Westminster? Forensic scientists were yesterday exhuming a grave in a Lanarkshire cemetery. The hitherto unsuspected second body detected in it will almost certainly turn out to be that of Moira Anderson, a small girl killed in 1957 by the notorious Scottish paedophile Alex Gartshore.

Jock police are working on the basis of strong leads suggesting a well-connected Central Scottish paedophile ring that went about its happy business for three decades until the end of the 1970s. Some memoirs and Wikipedia entries may require careful revision and editing as a result.

McALPINE v BERCOW: The codswallop continues.

Jimmie McAlpine…nice shoes & expensive cars

I am indebted to an eagle-eyed Slogger for bringing the legal networking site Contact Law to my attention. This is a Reuters-Thomson service, so one might be forgiven for thinking it knew WTF it was at. But clearly, it doesn’t. Either that, or it is brazenly batting for the Angry Brigade Urban Libel Guerrillas for the Liberation of Blogger Money, proprietors A. McAlpine and A. Reid.

As the Slog recently pointed out, the industrialised damages extraction programme being conducted by ABULGOLBOM is in flagrant breach of the Solicitors’ Regulatory Authority (SRA) rules on how to go about suing for libel. But the Contact Law site notes the way Reid is collecting money, and then cheerfully remarks:

‘While McAlpine has already received £310,000 in damages from the BBC and ITV, and will possibly receive another £50,000 from Mrs Bercow, requesting donations to a charity after receiving an apology from lesser known social media uses is an excellent way of going about it.

If more people used similar methods when going for defamation damages our charities, and the people they support, would be in a much better state.’

I’ve heard some rationales for scaring people into coughing up, but this one (it’s a lifeboat for the charity sector) takes the biscuit. In terms of SRA guidelines, however, the above information is quite wrong. There is also another ‘error’ at the site. When referring to McAlpine v Bercow, it offers this classic of guilty until proven innocent:

‘The BBC reports that lawyers acting for Lord McAlpine have made a claim for damages limited to £50,000. Lord McAlpine wasn’t named on the programme, however he was identified mistakenly online as a result of it.’

There simply is no proof of that, and if Carter-F**k have any sense of honour they will press this point vigorously should the case ever come to Court: it won’t aid their client in any way, but it might make all those going mental about Entwistle’s payoff wonder why TF the BBC caved in to this ridiculous claim.

The truth is that the McAlpine name had been circulating both on and offline for at least fifteen years: his Lordship was named in a David Icke book, and he was indeed mistakenly fingered by hundreds of bloggers over time…who mistook him for his second cousin, the notorious Jimmie McAlpine. The only thing one can say with any certainty is that the BBC documentary and Schofield’s TV sofa attack on Cameron exacerbated an identification parade that had been going on for years.

This is actually a vitally important point: the tweets and blogs which then ensued highlighted the mistaken identity, and cleared Lord McAlpine’s otherwise spotless gosh doesn’t Vanish work well reputation, books about media manipulation notwithstanding. Perhaps Alistair should be paying us.

I quite like the acronym ABULGOLBOM: it is suitably onomatopoaeic, resembling as it does the sound of a greedy blow-out

Related media manipulation: Plebgate’s impenetrable plot

McALPINE LIBEL DEMANDS: Legal watchdog rules show Peer and lawyer on dodgy ground.

McAlpine….bark, bite etc etc

The lawyers’ watchdog the Solicitors’ Regulation Authority (SRA) takes a very dim view of certain practices when it comes to suing for libel. The Slog believes that anyone surveying the precedents and agreed practices involved would fairly swiftly reach the conclusion that Lord McAlpine and his legal creature RMPI are already in breach of some of them.

With the help of legal-eagle Sloggers, over the last week I have been poring over some cases of multiple-defendant libel actions, and observing major case precedents that are relevant to the list of ‘culprits’ being drawn up by Alistair McAlpine and Andrew Reid of RMPI.

One seminal case involves that of Smith v ADVFN, a City website which, as it happens, I use myself. The comment threads are usually, shall we say pretty lively, and a Mr Smith decided to sue on the basis that various threaders had defamed him. The methods used were challenged….and these extracts from judgement might give everyone interested in the McAlpine suits some serious pause for thought: (my emphases)

‘The strategy adopted by Mr Smith , aided by his solicitors, has been to try to pick off the “offenders” one by one by threatening proceedings for libel and by suggesting payments by way of damages and/or costs….and there is clearly the hope that they will collapse and comply with these demands at an early stage….At the very least it is possible to conclude, even at this stage, that the strategy of “divide and rule” is inappropriate…..This is especially so in libel proceedings….In particular, any distress and hurt feelings suffered would have to be compensated by reference to the totality of the publications and not on the artificial basis of the sum total of the impact upon his feelings by one individual publication; otherwise there would obviously be a significant risk of overcompensation.’

In turn, these extracts from a later Queen’s Bench judgement on the case are instructive:

‘…Meanwhile, the Defendants who appeared in person and those who made submissions to me in writing seek to maintain in some cases, there has been a suggestion that the individual claim should be struck out as having no realistic prospect of success…..It is obviously a relevant question to ask whether someone would have thought it proportionate to any legitimate gain to issue 37 sets of proceedings (with apparently more to come). If there is a genuine desire for vindication over any significant defamatory allegation, it is reasonable to suppose that this objective could generally be achieved by a more targeted strategy….’

‘….a significant number of actions were started, with more flesh to be put on the bones later, but that does not explain why nothing was done before that date…. I am asked to scrutinise these cases with particular care and to ask whether they actually represent, in each case, a genuine attempt to vindicate reputation.’

Much of this opinion is in effect referring back to SRA rules which state that:

‘Taking ‘unfair advantage’ refers to behaviour that any reasonable solicitor would regard as wrong and improper. That might include:

• bullying and unjustifiable threats;
• misleading or deceitful behaviour;
• claiming what cannot be properly claimed;
• demanding what cannot properly be demanded.

There can be no doubt that Andrew Reid’s initial remarks to the press contained thinly veiled threats along the lines of ‘it’ll be cheaper for you to settle now’. The Slog would argue that Lord McAlpine may have been deceitful about his family name, and how he was mistakenly accused, during a Radio 4 interview in November. There is further the matter of McAlpine’s book on the basis of how to manipulate the media, which does (to say the least) raise doubts about the sincerity of his statements at the time. The demands made against both the BBC and ITV were vague in the extreme – ’caused people to look at the internet’ and so forth. The remarks made by Philip Schofield in that regard also represent the truth, and action to both silence and or discipline him on that basis arguably represent a serious attempt to curtail freedom of speech.

The following actions are also deemed ‘offside’ by the SRA:

taking unfair advantage of an opposing party’s lack of legal knowledge where they have not instructed a lawyer;

using your professional status or qualification to take unfair advantage of another person in order to advance your personal interests;

taking unfair advantage of a public office held by you, or a member of your family, or a member of your firm or their family.

Point 1 would apply to almost every Tweeter targeted by McAlpine and Reid. Points 2 & 3 apply in relation to McAlpine’s unprecedented access to the media as a public figure and former holder of high office, and also Reid’s use of the RMPI website.

On this matter, I am in receipt of one opinion as follows:

‘In my view RMPI have taken unfair advantage of unrepresented parties in the conduct of their initial media campaign. It has made demands of money which would never be recoverable in a court of law and therefore are demanding sums unfairly and without quantifying them or even setting out what has been said to cause the complaint. The website demanding money is unfair pressure and taking advantage of the lack of legal knowledge of Twitter users. For example the RMPI website does not even advise people to seek legal representation which I think is the very least they should do.’

It is worth adding in addition, by the way, that the SRA strongly disapproves of solicitors collecting money for clients before Court action in libel cases – especially when the method involves what it calls ‘speculative invoicing’. This is, in the view of many observers, what Reid is already doing on his website. The legal site Solicitors from Hell for example notes:

‘Everyone will have heard about Mr Reid – the solicitor who is representing Lord McAlpine. He spends half his time on TV and radio discussing the litigation. Now he has taken the Twitter ‘libel’ tweets to a whole new level and is accepting apologies and money on his website: http://www.rmpi.co.uk . This is against the principle of treating those who have been alleged to libel his client fairly – and arguably is a breach of the SRA code of practice. The likelihood is that Mr Reid has set up this facility because he is trying to steam roller people into making settlements when he knows any cases are likely to be dismissed in court as an abuse of process. His client has already received £310,000 from broadcasters and in this context it is difficult to see how the costs in pursuing individuals will further vindicate him and achieve meaningful damages.’

It would be hard to get a more definitively negative judgement than that….and reflects in its entirety the advice I was given several weeks ago – viz: the case will fall apart as soon as McScalpine & Greid are forced into a Court wherein sits a judge in possession of the majority of his marbles.

The SRA has in fact already received a number of complaints. No wonder Andrew Reid is “still hopeful” that a Court appearance can be avoided. In the case of the Sally Bercow action, the lady should be encouraged to go forward with the case, or force the dynamic duo to accept a simple apology without damages. This is a game of poker, but the Speaker’s wife technically looks on better ground than her accusers. I mustn’t encourage her, of course: it’s none of my business, and I’m not the one facing £50,000 worth of potential damages.

But I continue to believe that the two litigators would rather do anything  than face a judge. And although Alistair McAlpine currently has the media eating from his hand, the way he is conducting this matter could result in them biting that extremity before too long.

There are times, are there not, when you can see why bankers, globalists and ambulance chasers are so in favour of deregulation. Meanwhile, as this distraction from the main point continues, several MSM titles are now uncovering all kinds of dirt on the Estbalishment fiddlers still at large. Jimmies McAlpine and Savile may be dead, but this scandal is still very much alive.

Stay tuned.

PAEDOPHILE POWER: You ask how Jimmy Savile got away with it….read this.

Top Dutch official faces Demmink evidence…but still walks free

A long last, the Dutch government has brought somebody involved in a paedophile case to Court. The Dutch nation eagerly awaits the result of the man’s second trial that begins today, December 12th 2012.

There’s just one problem. The man they’re putting on trial is investigating the alleged perpetrator. But surprise surprise, the man he’s been investigating was until recently the highest Law officer in the Land.

Dutch journalist Micha Kat has been on the trail of the former head of the Dutch Ministry of Safety and Justice Joris Demmink for a long time now. But he has been far from alone in accusing his prey.

First named by inference by the Netherlands press in 1994 in the context of ‘the involvement of a top official from the Hague in the abuse of minors’, in 1996 Turkish police alleged they had evidence proving that Demmink organized sex parties in Turkey during which minors were abused. They  stated that the sex parties were organized in collaboration with drug offenders who had contacts with the Turkish government.

In 1998, a Dutch TV documentary revealed that young boys were smuggled from Poland to the Netherlands with the assistance of “a top official of the Dutch government”. It added that a top official named “Joris” had been sentenced to 240 hours of community service and six months of conditional imprisonment. Claims then appeared in the Dutch media that this was not Demmink, although information was at zero on who it actually was.

But shortly afterwards, the Amsterdam authorities investigated a paedophile network. It was found to include a former lawyer of the Dutch queen, two main prosecutors, a former minister and a professor. Documents were leaked suggesting that Demmink had tried to sabotage the investigation.

In 2002, Kurdish PKK sympathiser Hüseyin Baybasin – arrested in the Netherlands for “criminal activities” related to “drug trafficking, extortion and murder” – was sentenced to life imprisonment.  Ever since his arrest in 1998, Baybasin had claimed that, because of his Kurdish activism, Ankara had put pressure on the Netherlands to arrest him by threatening to disclose information on Demmink’s abuse of minors in Turkey.

But despite all these clouds, Demmink was appointed to be the highest-ranking Justice officer in the Netherlands. Dutch intelligence agency AIVD has since revealed that it investigated “circa 40 rumours about the lifestyle of Demmink”, and that intelligence officers tried strenuously to block the appointment because of Demmink’s “sexual lifestyle”.

The magazines Panorama and GayKrant decided the following year to cooperate on an independent investigation of Demmink. They published articles revealing that Demmink had abused children in Eindhoven, the Netherlands, and while visiting a sex bar in Prague. A man named Frank Leenders comes forward to claim that Demmink had been present during the filming of a porn movie in the Czech Republic where a child died as a result of penetration with a dildo. Dutch NOS News then named Joris Demmink as a child abuser.

But the then Minister of Justice Piet Hein Donner placed a gagging order on the press, threatening to prosecute any media mentioning the name of the “suspected official”. Subsequently, the Dutch Public Prosecutor declared, “the complaint against Joris Demmink is false”….but without presenting any evidence, as such.

The case remains very high-profile in the Netherlands. Two months ago, Dutch newspaper Algemeen Dagblad revealed Piet Hein Donnerhad indeed been warned by two of his own senior government officials about Joris Demmink’s murky track record. Yet he did nothing.

Also this Autumn, Demmink was accused of raping two teenage boys, now men, during a visit to Turkey in 1990s. One of them recently shared his story on US television and testified to a Senate Committee. Demmink has in turn been accused by publications like Die Welt in Germany, and several well-evidenced books throughout Europe. But he sat tight.

Prominent Dutch barrister Adele Van der Plas continues to call for justice against Demmink, but concludes ruefully, “I think  it could be that more people are maybe involved.”

She is very probably right. Connected paedophile rings are known to pass both information and victims across borders to and from Turkey, Germany, Hungary, Italy, Holland….and Britain. A middle-ranking Conservative MP confided to me two years ago his belief that “at least one” senior Minister had used the Diplomatic Bag to facilitate this trade.

And yet today, it is the investigative journalist Micha Kat who is on trial. The 49-year-old faces a Court in the Hague on charges of insulting the Dutch royal family,  two bomb threats, death threats against a journalist of Dutch mainstream newspaper Telegraaf. Two months ago he was put on probabtion for scrawling “danger: paedophile” on the house of Joris Demmink.

The charges (except the scrawl, which he admitted) feel both odd (insulting royals?) and trumped up. However, Kat himself is no stranger to controversy about his eccentric beliefs, which include Holocaust denial – although he is himself Jewish. He does also have a long history of facing slander and libel suits, as well as various suspensions from legal and journalistic institutions.

Were this affair entirely down to the trigger-happy Misha Kat, I wouldn’t be blogging about it. But I sense that in this case, Joris Demmink has been extremely lucky in his choice of main enemy.