Just When You Think it Can’t Get Any More Farcical

BBC:

Labour given donation rules grant

The Labour Party was paid £183,000 in public money to help officials understand new funding rules shortly before it accepted secret donations.

The Electoral Commission gave the party the start-up grant in 2001 and 2002 after the Political Parties, Elections and Referendums Act 2000 came in.

But since 2003 property developer David Abrahams has donated £663,975 to the party under other people’s names.

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The Conservatives received a similar sum.

The cash was intended to help party officials understand regulations including submitting accounts and declaring donations above £5,000.

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Abrahams is not sleazy and he’ll sue anybody who says otherwise

I agree with Jamie: mr Abrahams is quite right to threaten to sue anybody who links his contributions to the Labour party to his controversial planning application, which was approved to the selfless intervention of Douglas Alexander’s transport department.

He just thought Harriet Harman needed some extra money to help her in her deputy leader fight, so he donated 5,000 pounds to her after her election. Makes sense.

How’s This for A Comedy Double?


The picture the police photoshopped to make an innocent dead man look like a terrorist.

I should be getting on with the comedy double right now- I’m nothing if not a creature of habit – but I just can’t. I’m just too bloody angry.

I missed the de Menezes police health and safety verdict yesterday for the prosaic reason of having gone to IKEA to buy a bed and the first thing I got up to this morning was Ken Livingstone on the Today programme defending overpromoted, self-righteous New Labour blowhard Sir Ian Blair, head of the Metropolitan police, who refuses to resign despite having been found guilty (as the personification of the police corporate body) of endangering the citizens he is duty-bound to protect, by a jury at the Old Bailey. (Listen to interview with Livingstone]

This is what Blair said immediatetly after the shooting:

Sir Ian told Sky News: “This is a tragedy. The Metropolitan Police accepts full responsibility. To the family I can only express my deep regrets.”

What Blair says today:

“It’s important to remember that no police officer set out on that day to shoot an innocent man. As the judge noted, the failures alleged were not sustained nor repeated. This case thus provides no evidence at all of systematic failure by the Metropolitan Police, and I therefore intend to continue to lead the Met in its increasingly successful efforts to reduce crime and to deter and disrupt terrorist activities in London and elsewhere in the United Kingdom”

But that’s just it: the verdict does provide evidence of systematic failure. ‘Mistakes happen’, Blair says. Was this a mistake?

Police accused of manipulating composite picture of De Menezes

“Scotland Yard was yesterday accused of trying to mislead the jury deciding whether it made catastrophic errors leading up to the shooting dead of Jean Charles de Menezes. The Old Bailey trial heard claims that the force had manipulated a picture presented to the jury which had been intended to illustrate the difficulties officers faced in telling apart the Brazilian victim and the suspected terrorist they were actually looking for.

Last week police produced a composite of one half of Mr De Menezes’s face placed next to one half of the face of suspect Hussain Osman. But Clare Montgomery QC, prosecuting, told the court that it had been altered “by either stretching or resizing, so the face ceases to have its correct proportions”. The judge, Mr Justice Henriques, told the jury: “A serious allegation has been made that a picture has been manipulated so as to mislead.””

That was no mistake, that was deliberate lying. Even at the trial the Metropolitan Police barrister, Ronald Thwaites QC, continued to smear Jean Charles de Menezes:

… last week, when the Met were in the dock at the Old Bailey, the tone was markedly different. In his closing speech, Ronald Thwaites, QC, the Met’s defence barrister said of De Menezes: “He was shot because, when he was challenged by police, he did not comply with them but reacted precisely as they had been briefed a suicide bomber might react at the point of detonating his bomb.”

Mr Thwaites went on to paint a damning portrait of the dead man: “Not only did he not comply, he moved in an aggressive and threatening manner.” He suggested that De Menezes might have been worried about traces of drugs or a phoney visa. “Did he fear he might have some drugs in his jacket and might want to get them out and throw them away when he was challenged by the police?”

Towards the very end of the trial, Mr Thwaites also tried to make the judge, Mr Justice Henriques, disqualify himself on the grounds that he was “entirely pro-prosecution, unbalanced and totally lacking in objectivity”.

Thwaites also alleged that the victim was a cocaine addict, as though in some way justified his murder.

So much for taking full responsibility.

The murder of Menezes and Blair’s refusal to resign are only the worst in a long list of debacles. The public and the press are calling for Blair’s head, the general consensus being that it’s about time someone took responsibilty for something in public life, and if you can’t take responsibility for sending armed men hyped up on adrenaline to run around on public transport in the rush hour and fire seven bullets into the head, execution-style, of an unarmed, innocent man, on video and in front of witnesses,then lying about it afterwards and smearing the dead man, even going so far as to wphotoshop his picture to make him look more like a terrorist – if you can’t take responsibility for that, then what the hell can you take responsibility for?

But if there has been a defining leitmotif of the Labour years it’s been this, this constant, mulish refusal to take responsibility for incompetence and error , this wilful blindness to one’s own fault and this utter certainty, despite all the evidence to the contrary, of one’s own rectitude. Anything to justify hanging on to power for power’s sake.

To much of the public it’s simple. Blair is responsible for the safety of the public. He didn’t do that, he did the opposite. He should go. Like his namesake the forner prime minister, Blair argues he’s not guilty of any personal wringdoing therefore he’s squeaky-clean and should stay in the job.

Anyone who gets up in the morning in a crowded city and gets on a metro or a tram or a tube system will have seen that CCTV footage of Jean Charles de Menezes’ extra-judicial murder and will have seen themselves in that blurry video, on the floor, scared out of their wits, about to have their brains very deliberately blown out on the carriage floor.

But Londoners have real cause to fear; their police chief thinks that the deliberate murder of an innocent man by his subordinates is not a serious matter enough to resign over. ‘Mistakes happen’.

When a man in charge of an organisation which has the power to shoot to kill and a paramilitary armoury bigger then some army units at it’s disposal has an attitude like that Londoners are right to be worried.

But if Ian Blair does not resign it has implications for all of us – because to other police forces it says do ‘what you like, there will be no comeback’. It pushes the boundaries of impunity yet further. The less that is taken responsibility for the more wrongdoing can be committed. Eventually the piublic becomes inured and cynical and that lack of truist extends to the lowliest pc. There is no policing without at least some form of consent and without it the police cannot do their job.

So someone’s got to pay for this. We need metaphorical blood to expiate the actual blood spilt on the floor of that dusty rush-hour tube carriage. If Blair stays the public will be justified in having no confidence in the Metropilitan police. If the Met can’t protect the public from the Met itself, what use is it against terrorists? Why should the public co-operate with a police force that can kill anyone at will on the flimsiest of evidence and then just walk away?

But to get back to Ken Livingstone, the self-described champion of the poor and oppressed and the alleged voice of the the average newt-fanncying Londoner, who spent over 10 minutes defending this man. Jesuitical doesn’t even begin to describe it. I’m still fuming and cursing, even though it was over an hour ago.

But then he can defend Blair. Livingstone’s sitting pretty: he may be up for election but his opponent’s that amiable buffoon, Tory Boris Johnson. He thinks he’s secure for life and above accountability in just the same way all of the other New Labour responsibility refuseniks do.

Horribly cynical as I am I do wonder why Livingstone’s sticking his neck out in the face of popular opinion. It’s not like Ken not to go for the populist option whenever available, and the populist option at the moment is that Sir Ian be hung drawn and quartered, or at the very least handed his cards.

So why is he taking the contrarian position and sticking up for this disgrace of a police officer? I have a theory…

Met chief in phone recording row
Sir Ian also recorded calls with senior officials from the IPCC

Britain’s top policeman is being urged to explain why he secretly taped a phone call with the attorney general.

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Sir Ian has also admitted taping calls with senior officials from the Independent Police Complaints Commission.

An IPCC spokesman said the taped conversations came to light as part of its inquiry into the aftermath of the shooting.

I wonder – who else has Ian Blair got on record and which other incidents might the Met may be able to shed light on? It’d certainly be interesting to find out. :

It’s obvious Blair can’t be trusted to keep private conversations private and that may well worry some politicians enough to want to stay on his good side. Who knows; hat Blair knows may just have some bearing on whether he stays in his job in the teeth of a gale of public opposition.

That’s the trouble with unstrustworthy senior cops who refuse to take reponsibility for their own mistakes and malfeasance – once you’ve lost trust in them for one thing, you’ve lost trust in them for everything, and no dishonesty seems impossible.

[Edited slightly to add links]

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Kangaroo Courts as Wingnut Welfare?

Bryan Finoki writes at BagNewsNotes and in more depth at his own blog, Subtopia, about the militarisation of public life and public space.

His latest post is about the US’ “Expeditionary Legal Complex”, aka ‘Camp Justice’.

Camp Justice

Camp Justice is a moveable, tent-city courtroom and jail complex that can be dopped down virtually anywhere to dispense American ‘justice’ on the spot, presumably at the barrel of a gun.

Judge Roy Bean would be proud.

It’s currently located at Gitmo and is primed and ready to convict innocent and guilty alike for offences they’ve never been properly charged with using coerced evidence in order to retrospectively justify their kidnapping and detention in Guantanamo Bay in Cuba, a handy imperial posession now reinvented as a legal black hole for the purpose of hiding and torturing foreign citizens for political purposes. As Bryan puts it:

“In a frighteningly lucid and surgical essay The Vanishing Point geographer Derek Gregory describes the war on terror as a “war on law”, or a “war through law” – through the suspension of law. While emergency is the state’s tactic it is ultimately the law itself that is the most critical site of political struggle, he contends. If I recall correctly, Derek explains how Guantanamo Bay was established as a purposefully ambiguous political space camouflaged in the folds of legal uncertainty. In short, the U.S. left Cuba while still claiming jurisdiction over the base but not official territorial sovereignty, which allowed it to exist in between a place of law and lawlessness – essentially a place of “indeterminate time” and “indefinite detention.” He calls it a “site of non-place” created for a “site of non-people” located on the peripheral edge – or the “the vanishing point” – of the legal spectrum where international law is no longer enforceable (and therefore non-existent), and where American sovereignty has no application. It is the ultimate space of legal oblivion, you might say.

It is neither a legal nor an illegal space and in all juridical dimensions is neither existent nor non-existent: it is – as far as I can make of it – the production of a convenient and sub-legal nowhere.

If that isn’t Kafkaesque and terrifying enough (and we’re only talking about Gitmo here: we haven’t even touched secret prisons in Diego Garcia, Afganistan and elsewhere) now this criminal administration has created a convenient and sublegal nowhere that can go travelling.

This is not the first Camp Justice.Here’s the permanent one on Diego Garcia: there’s one in Baghdad and more are planned:

… let me remind you, according to an older Times story additional complexes have been planned for various regions in Iraq, and I’d be willing to bet that if we took a closer look we might even find similar justice-in-a-can deployments in Afghanistan, Libya, the West Bank, etc. I don’t think it would be difficult to predict the future geographies of portable justice, if you know what I’m sayin’.

I know what you’re sayin’, Bryan.

But what also interests me is who will be dispensing this ‘justice’. There is known to be dissent amongst top-ranking military lawyers about the administration’s continued illegal outrages and I also wonder, on a practical level, if JAG even has enough military legal staff to run these camps, even if military lawyers were prepared to co-operate.

If they’re not willing, then that means outsourcing.

Cue the traditional handing over of plum posts to right-thinking associates of the administration. I predict a rush of applications to be prosecutors, not only from the Bush government’s favourite fundy law school, Pat Robertson’s Regent law school, but also from those good germans fron the late Jerry Falwell’s Liberty law school – which is conveniently producing its first graduating classes just at the right time. Even the necessary ancillary staff are being trained as I type, at a Department of Homeland Security sponsored hugh school. The Camp Justice buildings may look temporary, but they’re thinking long-term and long-range here.

Well, That’ll Knock Diana Out of The Headlines

Move over Al-Fayed and the Daily Express, there’s a new scandal in town:

Royal ‘target of sex blackmail’
GARETH ROSE

A MEMBER of the Royal Family has been targeted in a “sex and drugs” blackmail plot, it was reported last night.

Scotland Yard was contacted after the alleged blackmailers threatened to go public with a video that they claimed showed the Royal – who cannot be named for legal reasons – engaged in a sex act.

A demand of £50,000 was put forward but a police sting led to the video being seized and the men arrested, it was claimed. According to the Sunday Times, the Royal household was first contacted on August 2 when the caller only identified himself by his first name.

He said he was aware that another man who worked on the Royal staff was in possession of an envelope containing cocaine. He claimed it had been passed to him by the Royal and that the envelope was embossed with the Royal’s personal signature.

It was also alleged during the conversation that a videotape showing the aide giving someone oral sex existed. The recipient of the sex act was indicated to be the Royal.

According to reports, the video also contained unsubstantiated allegations about other members of the Royal Family, including the Queen.

The caller then left his mobile phone number and asked for the Royal to phone them back. During subsequent calls the blackmailers claimed the video showed the aide snorting cocaine. The blackmailers guaranteed that no one else would ever see the video, which was stored safe in their flat.

According to the newspaper, a senior legal adviser to the Royal called back and agreed with the blackmailers that he would see the tape before handing over the cash.

A Whitehall security official was reported as saying: “He said he wanted £50,000 from the Royal for the tape.”

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Who ever can it be?

My first pick would be Prince Edward, for reasons that have been plain to see for years, But that’s too obvious, It could be Harry – I get the impression he’s a bit of a lad and up for anything. But that being so, it wouldn’t be much of a scandal would it? Certainly not worth half a million fifty grand… [I need my eyes testing, the zeroes are blurring together.]

Hmmm. My money’s still on Edward….but I don’t think he’s worth half a mil fifty grand either.

Squeaky-clean heir to the throne William’s girlfriend Kate Middleton might well be camouflage for other interests (I won’t call her a beard, that would be defamatory and unkind), in the mould of Edward’s Sophie Rhys-Jones: a nice middle-class gel with ambitious parents who’re socially unsure enough to make no fuss about a very rich royal husband who’s that way. They know the deal, unlike Diana. Money and position buys hypocrisy and discretion.

Whoever it is, I don’t really bloody care except as I care whether Britney Spears gets custody of her kids or not. It’s just gossip and sleaze. Come out already and draw the poison. Jeez.

Blackmail and scandal, while amusing for those of who like to take the piss and also vastly profitable for the newspapers, is really a bit pathetic in these openly hedonistic times, when the Sultan of Brunei’s daughter goes to her wedding in a solid gold Rolls Royce covered in diamonds. When Britney’s minge makes the front page while thousands dying in Iraq barely make page 2, what’s a bit of blow and a blowjob in the broom cupboard?

If we must live in a monarchy, let’s at least have one that’s openly libertine, instead of all this squalid huddling in palace corners with the servants (or rather agency temps).

Dammit. we want a royalty we can properly condemn, one that practices its vices out in the open like any other hedonistic, overprivileged sleb, instead of this buttoned-up, ass-clenched, Marks & Spencers version of royalty with its Hyacinth Bucket sense of public propriety.

Perhaps this’ll cut through the fuzzy pink, soft focus glow that surrounds the Queen and we’ll finally get just how bloody stupid the whole idea of royalty is. Perhaps. In the meantime I’m revelling in the thoiught of the right royal piss-take the whole thing is bound to provoke from Graham Norton.

[Edited slightly to correct my misreading]