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DIE LIKE A DOG

December 6, 2017

IT IS crucial that the Welsh public gets to know exactly what the allegations of sexual misconduct against Welsh Assembly Government minister Carl Sargeant really were for us to believe in a just and fair democracy.

Ideally, we would also know who made the allegations (as things stand, we don’t even know if they consisted of any males or were all females) but this is unlikely because anonymity will be guaranteed for life to the complainants.

http://www.bbc.co.uk/news/uk-wales-politics-42251612

Josef K in Kafka’s The Trial knew his fate from the moment he was “apprehended”.

On the eve of K.’s thirty-first birthday, two men arrive at his apartment. He has been waiting for them, and he offers little resistance – indeed the two men take direction from K. as they walk through town. K. leads them to a quarry where the two men place K’s head on a discarded block. One of the men produces a double-edged butcher knife, and as the two men pass it back and forth between them, the narrator tells us that “K. knew then precisely, that it would have been his duty to take the knife… and thrust it into himself.” He does not take the knife. One of the men holds his shoulder and pulls him up and the other man stabs him in the heart and twists the knife twice. K.’s last words are: “Like a dog!”.

https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/The_Trial

If this sinister and deeply disturbing Labour Party farce of Stalinist subterfuge and despicable double-speak doesn’t end soon then we can all look forward to dying like dogs guilty because someone anonymously said we were.

 

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DO WE STILL NEED DOCTORS?

December 1, 2017

A PLAN to dispense with GPs in the Welsh NHS has been criticised by health minister Vaughan Gething and the GPs themselves with a letter written by the chairman of the General Practitioners committee in Wales protesting. http://www.walesonline.co.uk/business/business-news/four-radical-ideas-how-fix-13964438

http://www.walesonline.co.uk/news/local-news/western-mail-letters-friday-decem

I am very keen to engage with my GP online for a variety of reasons but they simply will not. You can book appointments under the Welsh NHS’s My Health Online system and order repeat prescriptions at the practice but cannot ever have a chat online with the doctor or even describe your current symptoms and seek advice or guidance.

The only person you can e-mail is the practice manager and their responses tend to be brief, businesslike and sometimes quite brusque because, generally, they don’t like being bothered by their patients, many of whom may be complaining.

Much of the business I need to carry out with my doctor could easily be done online to save time and money. I don’t particularly enjoy going to the surgery as administrative staff at reception tend to be peremptory and harassed, intense about their own processes rather than my own needs and appear to be always reactive rather than interactive. That sets a bad tone for me at the outset and I then find myself downbeat and usually unable to motivate myself for the consultation.

The waiting room, too, is not a pleasant place because, of course, it is usually full of sick people coughing and spluttering in your face.

The consultation is usually much too short and much too often I leave the practice with a hollow feeling as I head to the chemist to get more prescription drugs.

It’s talking and interacting with someone that I need and some novel, new interventions which do not involve prescription drugs. Talking and interaction is in short supply, however, and I cannot get an appointment with a counsellor.

One GP I asked to refer me to secondary health care wrote about me: “Consultations with this man are complex at the best of times and that is an understatement. He often presents with documentation relating to the internet and detailed letters detailing his symptoms. If in these letters you do not feel there is anything you can help him with I would be most grateful if you could advise him accordingly.”

Now I probably would have preferred dealing with a computer to dealing with him.

 

 

BOMB PHOTO REQUEST REFUSED

December 1, 2017

A REQUEST to view photographs and other information on the Abergele martyrs, who died in an explosion of  a bomb meant to derail the train bringing the royal family to the 1969 investiture of Prince Charles at Caernarfon Castle, has been refused by the National Archives.

The news comes in the week when Welsh nationalist and republican Bobi Jones, who taught the Prince of Wales to speak Welsh while at Aberystwyth University before the investiture, died aged 88.

http://www.telegraph.co.uk/obituaries/2017/11/29/bobi-jones-welsh-writer-nationalist-obituary/

He wrote a poem dedicated to Welsh freedom fighters Alwyn Jones, who died aged 22, and George Taylor, 37, who have since been called the Abergele martyrs as there is some dispute over their involvement and their true intention in planting the bomb.

At the time, the suggestion was that they were trying to destroy the railway line which would take Charles, then aged 21, and other members of the royal family from Buckingham Palace to Caernarfon, though this has been denied.

Regular readers will know that I made the request in July and the public interest test has now concluded that the information cannot be viewed by the public as section 38 of the Freedom of Information Act 2000 exempts information that, if it was released, would endanger the physical or mental health or safety of any individual.

 

 

 

THE KINNOCK ROYAL FAMILY

November 30, 2017

IN AN idle moment between a morning spent shooting pheasants on my estate and an afternoon assisting other worthy local dignitaries and titled folk to ease the wants and needs of paupers at the local workhouse, my butler rushed up to me to tell me the news that Prince Henry of Wales, no less, is to soon be betrothed to a divorced older black American actress.

“Has he lost all sense of propriety and decorum?” I exclaimed thunderously while being dressed by my man before adding “Are there no standards left in polite society?”

I assumed that they had fled on a night boat to France to escape the shame and scandal but no, my butler informed me that they are to marry at St George’s Church, Windsor, with the full blessing of Her Majesty herself and an apparent army of gushing admirers and supporters in a joyous meeting of old and new families, old and new attitudes and old and new cultures.  

“God bless us and save us” I muttered under my breath as I set myself to the noble and dignified toil of alleviating need among our strays and waifs and associated anonymous fallen men and women, or, as my butler suggests I should say so as to observe the dreaded current gender political protocol “women, men, transgendered or of no gender at all”.

“How can you be of no gender at all?” I wondered inwardly.

My mind instantly strayed to the dreadful predicament that his ancestor David found himself in some years ago when he fell into the tender trap set by another loose,  frivolous little American broad with her eye on the main prize who had been married before. He quite rightly renounced the throne to avoid terrible public outrage. 

And also when dear Margaret threw old group captain Townsend over as he had been divorced.

“Well sir,” my butler piped up with a saucy strum in his voice “we in Wales do not have a royal family so we don’t face these kinds of problems. Well………then again……….. actually………. in a way we DO have a royal family.”

“Who on earth do you have in Wales then, my good man?” I enquired of him.

“The Kinnocks.”

“The Kinnocks?”

Indeed sir, a rich, powerful and hugely elevated family which mixes in all the right circles with wonderful aristocratic connections all over Europe. They have made very astute marriages to build bridges with other countries whilst at the same time winning political favour with power brokers here and abroad and they have expertly bred and had their progeny educated at the finest schools, sir…… They really are quite, how shall I say, posh.”

“King Kinnock, sir, is Neil, the one with the red hair and the queen is Glenys who, although she hails from Holyhead, has quite risen out of her circumstances and is now quite regularly to be seen in immensely elevated company, sir. I understand that she sits in the House of Lords, sir.”

“The House of Lords!” I exclaimed, “have we lost all sense of propriety and decorum?”

My butler, however, went on with his breathless narrative about this new Welsh royal family.

“The prince, sir, is Stephen and the princess is Helle of Denmark, a very confident and imposing young woman with perfect pedigree and immense political clout in Europe, sir. Their wedding was the talk of Europe, sir, and I hear that Helle is rather fond of a jape and had a selfie taken of her and former prime minister David Cameron and former US president Barack Obama at a memorial service for Nelson Mandela though some found it, how shall I put it sir, inappropriate for them to be smiling at such an event.”

“What on earth,” I thundered, “is a selfie?”

“Oh that’s where people take pictures of themselves on a mobile phone, sir”

“A mobile phone! What on earth is that?” I enquired.  My butler smiled weakly.

He went on with his amusing and highly unlikely narrative.

“Prince Stephen has now inherited a seat in Aberavon, sir, so theirs is something of a long distance relationship and nasty types have speculated about his sexuality and claimed that it is a sham marriage sir as he may be, how shall I put this, sir, without offending your sensibilities, a batter AND a bowler who may spend a lot of time in the field, if you get my drift sir.”

“A batter AND a bowler?”

“Have we lost all sense of propriety and decorum?” I thundered.

WIDER NORTH SOUTH DIVIDE

November 13, 2017

ENTHUSIASM for the Welsh Assembly Government and its activities has always been in short supply in north Wales.

http://www.walesonline.co.uk/news/wales-news/north-south-wales-walians-as-8873341

http://www.telegraph.co.uk/news/uknews/wales/10878554/Welsh-could-become-a-minority-in-Wales-as-English-set-sights-west.html

The Gogs, as south Walians irritatingly call north Walians (north Wales is Gogledd Cymru in Welsh), deeply resent the Cardiff Bay political hierarchy for a number of reasons which I will go into later.

After the suicide of the Labour north Walian former cabinet member Carl Sargeant, that short supply will decrease much further and that resentment will grow much, much deeper in my homeland.

More of the inhabitants of north wales per capita are English-born than in the south mainly because it is a hugely popular retirement venue for people who worked in the Liverpool and Birmingham areas. Places like Llandudno, Colwyn Bay and other beauty spots on the Lleyn Peninsular are their reward after a life in the factories and offices in England.

Many of these property-owning retired folks are natural Conservative voters – particularly along the picturesque north west coastal region – and look to Westminster not Cardiff Bay if they have to settle any diputes and need representation.

These are largely people who have no stake in devolution and are not motivated to pursue further independence from England and the Westminster government. In fact, the history of extremism by Welsh freedom fighters – see my post Meet the burning , bombing dragons – many of whom set fire to holiday homes in the area, has ensured that many of them will react defensively to further separation from England and strongly oppose it.

Their indifference and apathy is reflected in the low turnout figures in north Wales for assembly elections.

But even among the very considerable number of  devolution supporters in the north who want further separation from England, there are severe reservations about the Welsh Assembly Government.

Aberystwyth, many say, is the natural home for a Welsh government, not Cardiff and there are campaigns still running to move it there.

The choice of Cardiff, which is undoubtedly already over-blessed with investment and accompanying promotional activities, has always been a red rag to the sullen and brooding bull of angry resentment in north Wales.

The fact that there appears to be no branch offices or chambers where people can air their views in places like Wrexham, Bangor and Aberystwyth only adds to this sense that they are being neglected and treated like Cinderella’s sisters.

The Cardiff Bay elite will have to address this urgently now.

 

 

 

SCALES OF JUSTICE COMPROMISED

November 13, 2017

THE Ched Evans rape case was a serious miscarriage of justice because everything that possibly could be done was done to ensure that the anonymous young girl – who, of course, never herself made an allegation of rape against Evans; the police in this case did it for her  – was believed and reference to her chequered sexual history was banned inside or outside court.

It highlighted how the authorities now instantly abandon level scales of justice and announce that women will be believed and treated seriously if they complain then will enjoy special treatment not afforded to a man  – complete anonymity and a bar to any identifying information – because, of course, so many women and children were disbelieved in the past, particularly in the Jimmy Saville case.

This special treatment extends to historical cases where sexual allegations are made about someone’s past conduct and where, very often, the person is dead so cannot defend themselves. The recent probes into the conduct of former Conservative prime minister Edward Heath around children highlight this. A great deal of public money has been spent on these investigations, prompted by complaints from anonymous sources.

In Wales, we have had the case of former north Wales police Superintendant Gordon Anglesea, who persistently denied allegations of abusing boys in his care until he was finally convicted, further arming conspiracy theorists and radical feminists who allege all male masonic cover-ups and shocking failures in the policing of sex cases.

Vera Baird, Northumberland’s police and crime commissioner, condemned the decision by a jury to overturn his conviction at Cardiff Crown Court in October last year in a case presided over by judge Nicola Davies.

http://www.independent.co.uk/news/uk/crime/ched-evans-rape-case-cleared-not-guilty-sets-us-back-30-years-vera-baird-solicitor-general-womens-a7363291.html

The horrendous nightmare for Evans – who served about two years of his five year sentence in jail until the verdict was overturned – started when she complained to North Wales police that she had woken up in a hotel bedroom near Rhyl in a confused and distressed state. He then openly volunteered information to police about the sex session in 2011 which he believed was consensual.

A case against Evans and his friend and fellow footballer Clayton McDonald was then prepared with no reference to the girl or her history and at Caernarfon Crown Court in April, 2012, a jury amazingly found McDonald not guilty but Evans guilty of rape in a case presided over by judge Merfyn Hughes QC.

I keep coming back to this land-mark case –  defence lawyers have been banned from cross-examining alleged rape victims in court about their sexual behaviour or history since 1999 but the Court of Appeal said Evans’ case was exceptional – because it raises fundamental questions for society about how we treat modern women who make allegations of a sexual nature. It is important to note that it is not by any means just women who make allegations of a sexual nature as many men are attacked, too.

I use the words “modern women” because recent forays into genealogy have made me very aware of the shameful history in Britain of unchallenged male oppression of and violence towards women.

Women who weren’t married did not get the vote until 1928 and a marriage licence has traditionally afforded the husband many rights over his wife, including until fairly recently the right to force himself upon her sexually. Many wives, I have no doubt, have suffered in silence over many years.

https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Marital_rape

Much of modern society is now being organised specifically to address this past injustice and imbalance between the sexes and, more specifically, how they were traditionally investigated and prosecuted by police and lawyers who were overwhelmingly male.

It is no accident that the chief constable of the Metropolitan police, Cressida Dick,  is a woman.

The stench of masonic corruption still hangs around that force, particularly, and so much more needs to be done to restore public faith in them.

First, it is wrong for police officers to state that people who complain about sexual misconduct will be believed because they are automatically discriminating against others who have other allegations to make – will people who complain of burglary at their homes, fires and financial fraud, and non sexual violent assaults be believed?

They should not, either, be encouraged to report, just as none of the people who may have been affected by any of the above are ever encouraged to report it.

The scales of justice are so powerful and so well respected because they are always level and not weighted in favour of anyone, no matter how rich, powerful or, in this case, female.

 

 

LEIGHTON STANDS PROUD

November 10, 2017

 

FORMER Welsh Labour cabinet minister Leighton Andrews – who I have been critical of on this blog in the past – is emerging as a highly principled, honest and hugely important man who could now ensure that justice is seen to be done over his friend Carl Sargeant’s sudden suicide.

Mr Andrews, now a professor at Cardiff University, rightly pointed out on BBC radio this morning that a coroner’s inquest into the death of the former communities and children secretary  – to be held on Monday – will not address the sacking itself or, indeed, any of the events leading up to it but only establish the facts concerning the death itself to officially establish the cause.

Yet his other friend, first minister Carwyn Jones – who as a former criminal barrister must surely know this – referred to the inquest yesterday in this way: “These are matters for the future – things that will need to be properly disclosed through what should be a Coroner’s Inquest. As there will in all probability be an inquest, I and my team will of course be cooperating fully with any questions that are raised there. The family deserve to have their questions answered and if that isn’t possible through the Inquest then I will endeavour to make that happen through other means. There is a legal process to go through and I am obviously acting within that.”

Mr Jones surely must have known that these questions would not be raised and he also must have known that he could have answered some of their questions yesterday.

Mr Andrews confirmed that there was nothing to stop him from answering questions in the radio interview this morning.

http://www.bbc.co.uk/news/uk-wales-politics-41936336

http://www.southwalesargus.co.uk/news/15651669.Ex_Welsh_Government_minister_speaks_of__toxic__culture/