Anthony Anderson, who urinated on a woman as she lay dying, got three years for outraging public decency.
Vile though he is, he did not kill Ms Lakinski, although his failure to call an ambulance when he noticed she had collapsed won't have helped.
Mr Anderson offered the explanation early on that he thought she was a tramp or an alky, as if that made it alright to pee on her. So the police claiming that being a dusky gentleman had easily confused them in to thinking Mr dM was a terrorist is by no means unusual thinking.
Why isn't Blair doing 3 years like Anderson, and for much the same reasons?
stanislav said...
Dear Mrs Woman on a Raft.
Why isn't he banged up? Surprisingly naive inquiry from you, of all women on a raft.
Oxbridge is the answer. The New Order Labour Party is the answer. And the Lodge is the answer. Nobody would charge him. Nobody would prosecute him. Nobody would judge him. Blair is safer than a murdering doctor.
What kind of country, exactly, is it that you think you are living in?
Hey, Mr Tallyman, tally me bananas, daylight come and me wan' go home. Day-oh, day-oh,daylight come an me wan' go home.
(from New British National Anthem, 2007)
8:32 PM, November 01, 2007
woman on a raft said...
Surprisingly naive inquiry from you
True, Stanislav. The exasperation didn't convey itself, plus I'd be almost relieved if it was a deep plot by the lizards or the masons or whoever. That would indicate that we don't have bunches of hollow-point-armed nitwits running round town living out their rich fantasy lives, shooting innocent people and only narrowly avoiding killing each other to boot, but that there is an organized force of malignant despots.
Just tell me this is the kind of banana republic where paying protection money actually gets you some protection. If jess the dog is correct, military rule might even be welcomed by the civilian population as it could be marginally more competent.
I'm not convinced about the masons, though, largely because I know a few of them. I've always considered them the gothick wing of the Scouting movement, or maybe the WMC but with male-preference magick. If it was women, it would be all oil-burners and spells involving bubble baths, excruciating circle dances and bad chants run by a big-breasted woman calling herself Shahhn. Masons like hanging around indoors in the gloom, following set scripts about aprons and roses, pyramids, pointers and other props. They enjoy precisely tiled black and white floors and go nuts if a table is not lined up properly in relation to the joins. A pork butcher from Kings Lynn complained to me that it was rubbish about masons helping each other as his so-called brothers unhesitatingly changed their buffet-sausage supplier if they could save sixpence on a pack. I don't think his grievance was feigned; the banquetting manager was nearby and he looked very guilty.
Drag Queen and former Westminster bicycle Mr Edwin Currie said that she would lie down under (another) hundred policemen if it kept Mr Paddick out of public life and confined him to hanging around public toilets, like a good Liberal Democrat. Never mind enquiries, said Mr Currie, fluttering his eyelashes at the audience of the BBC’s popular entertainment programme, Any Old Bollocks, never mind inquests, never mind resignation, what I want is cock. And lots of it. And money. Money and cock. True Conservative values. Cock and money, money and cock; ‘swhat we stand for.
You had eighteen years of cock, Edwina, under the last prime minister, said Mr David Nutter Lammie, and we will, if you will let me finish, David, take no lectures from Mr or Mrs Currie on the subject of cock and money. Our prime minister has demonstrated his expertise in these matter for over ten years, both here and in the nightspots of New England; never have honourable and right honourable members had so much cock and money. Look at me. I’m black. And still a cunt….... Interrupting, a Welsh member of the whatever-it-is, said We Welsh know a thing or two, look you, about cock, innit, bach? We have had famous badgercock man Ron (I was mugged by a fucking nigger, prime minister) Davies and we have had, surely, the biggest cock of all time in his grace the noble Earl Boyo Kinnock. His cock was so big, look you, he kept falling over; it was the weight of his cock, you see, made him fall over at the seaside; he wasn’t a stupid useless gabshite like they say, it was just his cock, big, it was. It is time we were an independent nation and then maybe humble members like myself might get some cock, although I doubt it; Tom Jones would be nice, he has a big one, or so I am told my Mr Rhodri Morgan, who is a particular friend of Sir Tom.
I was with Sir Ian Blair, or Ian as I call him, for lunch with him and many other very important senior policemen and very important senior lawyer friends from the Lodge, said PC Panic, and they all know I like a bit of cock when I can get some, a few tokes on the old weed and a snort or two of amyl nitrate and I’m anybody’s, as they say down the police federation, long as they have a cock attached, and some money, bit like you there, Edwina, but I definitely do not think that just because Ian has made an utter, some might, well the Brazilians might say, fatal cock-up in the matter concerning the extermination of Mr Jean-Paul whatever his name is no reason for him to resign from the Lodge. Jean-Paul was a wog, after all, wasn’t he ? And though its not Liberal Democrat policy to shoot them on sight this man has no-one to blame but himself for being there and getting in the way of some very well-aimed bullets from some highly trained, well-muscled, oiled and toned and extremely butch unaccountable psycho killers. If some dago can’t spot a gang of mommas boy psychokillers cruisng in his direction he should have stayed in Brazil. With the Trannies. Doesn’t mean Ian should resign. He’s done nothing wrong. If Ian feels he can do his duties best from a sofa in a tv studio, if he feels that its ok that nobody in the organisation tells him what’s going on well, where‘s the harm in that ? …….....are you going my way home Mr Lammie ?
Dear Thomas Gordon.
As the prime minister and his grisly cohort on both sides of the dispatch box ever chide us, we live in changing times. Bloody Sunday and the rest are history, sucked dry by lawyers and other scum like Marty Kneecaps McGuinness. The net has brought much of the skulldiggery of officialdom up close, though it has not made it more accountable just more evasive, better skilled at spinning.
Blair and his trigger-happy boys have not faced a fraction of the danger, mayhem and turmoil wrought by the deputy first minister of Northern Ireland and his psychopals over thirty years and nor, despite July 7, has the citizenry. Blair and his trigger-happy men, despite the relatively low-leve threat from the headchoppers, have massively increased firepower, surveillance equipment,communications, manpower and have stolen away our civil rights as the BushBlair axis rips up constitutions, shitting in our faces. Still they shoot innocents and claim exemption from normal scrutiny. Cunts.
Further, the killing of JCDM is trashed and dismissed by the pro-Blairs only because he was a wog. Had it been a young Blair or Straw or Hewitt with a magazine emptied in his head it would all be a very different story, as you well know.
This cunt Blair is a bumptious, mendacious incompetent. Innocent man shot to death, followed by lies, spin, dereliction of duty and most contemptuous of all, the promotion of the dipstick in charge, Dick.
If you really feel that the national safety is enhanced by these useless, shabby nincompoops, rather than being degraded by themthen the ragjeads have already, in your case, won. If our safety really depends on the continuance in high office of the likes of TV personality and fuckwit Ian Blair then Stanislav may as well go back in own country, September 11 is not an excuse for nobody ever to resign again.
That Blair is even arguing the toss reveals what kind of an arsehole he is.
AS you say, we are normally in accord, mostly. But the double standard here is not with those caloing for Blair's job. No-one, after all, is saying he should be unlawfully executed by his own men. Just that he fuck off to a well=paid consultancy and enjoy the pension he doesn't deserve.
Doesn't matter whether this mouthy prat is Labour; Stanislav hate them all anyway; Labour, Tory, ArseBurglar Party, all the same.
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