The Obscurer

Category: Society

Guilt By Association

According to The Scotsman

THE “great train robber” Ronnie Biggs is making a fresh bid for release from prison on compassionate grounds, his legal advisor said last night.

The 75-year-old, who has suffered several strokes and minor heart attacks and can no longer speak, is being held at Belmarsh, a category A prison, where he receives 24-hour care.

My first instinct, perhaps harshly, is that Biggs is taking the piss. He happily evaded justice for years, then when it suited him he flung himself upon the mercy of the British judiciary and taxpayer. However, I am not exactly a hard-liner when it comes to prison conditions, and perhaps there is a case for compassionate release and house arrest; what purpose is achieved by keeping a frail old man in prison?

But wait; what is this?

His legal advisor, Giovanni Di Stefano, said Biggs “did not belong in prison”. He added: “If the Home Secretary can release the most supposed dangerous terrorists from Belmarsh, why cannot he let this old man go?”

Oh dear. Quite apart from the fact that the Home Secretary didn’t want to release the Belmarsh detainees (who, unlike Biggs, haven’t been found guilty of, or even charged with an offence) my heart always sinks when I hear Di Stefano’s name in a news report. Perhaps you shouldn’t judge someone by the company they keep, but Di Stefano’s list of associates makes quite some reading. What next? Biggs’ publicity to be handled by Max Clifford?

Veggie Chile (Slight Return)

Well, I am back off holiday (yes, I had a lovely time, thanks), and the world appears to still be turning despite the hiatus in my blog. This is the first chance I have had to bash anything out, and I suspect posts will become less frequent and more brief from now on, but who knows. Stay tuned, if you can be bothered.

I have landed back home in the middle of National Vegetarian Week, but I won’t be joining the celebrations; after all, I had about eighty vegetarian weeks in 1993 and 1994, so I have done my bit for the rest of my life I suspect. Fair play to those who have lasted longer at this meat free lark than I managed; in the end the smell of grilled bacon and roast chicken became too much and I lapsed.

I suppose that it is events such as National Vegetarian Week that irritate some people about the vegetarian movement, and vegetarians in general; the stereotype of a pasty faced evangelist trying to ram his or her opinions (and some braised soya bean curd) down other peoples’ throats, but this seems unfair to me. Every vegetarian I know, or have known, has been supremely indifferent to what I eat; they have never pushed their opinions on me and have never complained about my preference for eating dead animals. I have probably encountered more lobbying from those people following the latest fad diet – the hay diet, the Atkins diet, the South Sea Bubble diet – than I have from vegetarians; at least vegetarians don’t look at a simple ham sandwich as a contradiction and a paradox, like a riddle wrapped in a mystery inside an enigma then wrapped in bread.

What a difference compared to when I was a vegetarian, and carnivores regularly questioned my motivation and reasoning behind spurning meat. Unless you are, or have been, a vegetarian then it is probably hard to understand the general grief you have to put up with just for eating a Quorn fillet. It can range from some people just thinking you are a bit odd to others actually arguing that to not eat meat is itself wrong. Of course most people were fine and even supportive during my flirtation with vegetarianism; but there were still enough people who seemed to have such a problem with it that it makes me smile whenever I hear people complain about vegetarians being intolerant of meat eaters. During by stint, a stranger even called me a weirdo when I collected my vegetarian pizza from a take away; although I suppose there are plenty of other reasons they could have had for thinking I am a bit strange.

Still, if you are one of those people who gets wound up by the antics of those you perceive as being pushy vegetarians, just think on if you could be a pushy carnivore, and let them be. Unless they are one of those annoying, superior vegetarians, of course, because they do exist; then do as you please.

The Other Saint George

I’m a week out. Last Saturday I was lying by the pool at the Hotel San Gorg in Malta. Today, on St George’s Day itself, I am back in Blighty, home of Shakespeare, Darwin, Churchill … in fact, lots of people other than St George himself.

I won’t be taking up the invitation from my local pub (the George and Dragon, naturally) to celebrate St George’s Day. I’m not particularly unpatriotic as such, but I certainly wouldn’t count myself as a patriot. I’m not exactly sure what I should be celebrating anyway. The slaying of a dragon? The life and times of a largely mythical character who is also the patron saint of Portugal, Catalonia, Venice and Genoa amongst others at the last count? Englishness itself? I don’t think I’ll bother.

I am quite happy to count myself as English, this despite the fact that the majority of my relations are Scottish. I just see my Englishness as being more a quirk of fate than a source of pride. There are things Anglian that do stir my spirit – the sound of leather on willow, a wattle and daub country pub, Greensleeves – but St George himself doesn’t really do it for me.

I am not criticising those who will be celebrating today, that is up to them; it is rubbish to equate such festivities with racism. Sure, the racist will be celebrating tonight, but they also commemorate Christmas and birthdays; they probably like eating steak and chips and playing monopoly. Just because some racists engage in an activity clearly does not make that activity racist in itself; just because the BNP will be having a hot pot supper tonight doesn’t mean we shouldn’t also mark the day. Indeed, if this day is reclaimed as a genuine source of English pride, then so much the better. I will also sympathise with anyone who is prevented from flying the cross of St George today by some politically correct council; although actual, genuine and bone fide examples of such actions by local authorities often proves to be about as thin on the ground as real facts about St George’s existence.

It is often said that the English do not celebrate their patron saint, but this is not strictly true. In my youth it was usually marked by letters to the editor of the Daily Telegraph bemoaning the fact that no-one makes a fuss about St George’s Day. More recently, there has been a growing move to observe the event as a reaction to the ever expanding St Patrick’s Day celebrations, with the argument that “the Irish celebrate their saint’s day, so why shouldn’t we?” I don’t see that a load of plastic Paddys downing Guinness in O’Reilly’s Autentic Oirish Bar is something to aspire to, but never mind. The effect is the same; more people seem to celebrate St George’s Day by way of a complaint; a complaint about other nations having better national days that we do, a complaint that we English don’t mark the day appropriately.

Well go on, celebrate it, please. Do whatever it is one is supposed to do to commemorate the life of a dragon slayer. What are you meant to do? Eat a dragon pie? Wear the traditional English dress of , err, jeans and a t-shirt? What? In the absence of anything else, you could just acquiesce to the marketing men’s wishes and go to a pub with a “Celebrate St George’s Day here” banner, and drink some lovely English lager. Good luck. All I would hope is that if you do commemorate the day, do it for a positive reason; because you are genuinely proud and happy to be English and to be toasting St George, and not out of anger and resentment because other countries seem to do these things so much better than we do.

Myself? I will stay in with a bottle of wine; probably Californian or Australian I’m afraid. I suppose I could best be described as English, and ambivalent.

PostScript: If you want a rather more celebratory post about St George’s day, then Tim Worstall’s your man.

Take Flight

It appears we have had the first casualty of the election campaign, with the de-selection of Deputy Chairman Howard Flight by the Conservatives following his comments to a private meeting arguing for further cuts in public spending. For a while now I have been amazed by the Tories’ ability to act like turkeys voting for Christmas (or to become turkey twizzlers), and their handling of this incident is typical of their recent behaviour. Okay, it may not be quite of the magnitude that led them to select IDS as their leader in preference to Michael Portillo, but it is still a remarkable act of mismanagement.

For weeks now people have been talking about how the Tories have succeeded in setting the political agenda; that they may not be able to change the election result but they were fighting the campaign on their issues and Labour was just rolling with the punches. All that has changed, at least for the moment. I cannot believe there wasn’t a less messy way out of this predicament, that Flight (whose comments did not seem that outrageous to me) could just have said that he was speaking personally and that of course he was signed up to the Tory manifesto; with that I suspect the story would have died. Instead Michael Howard looks even more the authoritarian and autocratic leader. Who knows how this will play in the country at large, but if he acts this way with his party I certainly don’t want him to be leading the nation (not that I ever did, but you get my point).

More interesting, though, were some of the reactions I heard on a radio phone-in the other day. Fi Glover, standing in for Jeremy Vine on Radio 2, fielded a number of calls, all from Tories, who whilst divided on the matter of Howard Flight’s fate were united on the subject of public services. This particularly annoyed me; the only reason I listen to the BBC is for their unreconstructed, institutionalised leftist bias, so to hear call after call from people who were unashamedly right wing was not what I expected. The consensus appeared to be that as Labour has increased public spending, and this has not delivered, we should now be making cuts in public services to trim back the inevitable waste and inefficiencies therein.

I think these comments symbolise for me what I dislike so much about the debate about public services. The argument seems to be that because there are problems with public services, and because more money has been put in, any failings must be down to the inefficient public sector. Well, there may be inefficiencies in the public services, and indeed I am sure there are, but that is a separate issue to the amount of money they require. It seems an easy target to call for streamlining the public sector, but actual evidence of inefficiencies themselves is rarely forthcoming other than in vague statements. If the public services are not delivering, you could just as easily argue that even more money should be put in; this is every bit as simplistic an argument.

The fact is, I would suggest, that many of the people who phoned in the other day just resent paying tax and funding public services, full stop. If public spending is increased, and examples of failings are found, then this is used to support the idea that any public spending is wasted; but the public services will always fail, to some degree, because everything fails. There are always some problems, somewhere. However, when something does go wrong in the public sector, then all of the public services seem to get tarred with the same brush. This does not seem to be the case with the private sector.

Every week on television Watchdog shows numerous examples of poor customer service, bad management, faulty goods, almost always because of a problem (admittedly, often spurious in my view) associated with a private company; yet it is rarely suggested that such failings are typical of the sorts of activities related to the private sector. For some reason, however, when a problem is highlighted in for example the NHS, it is not unusual to hear the opinion that this in keeping with the sorts of problems endemic to the public sector, that it reflects similarly on the actions of local councils or police forces, as if any failure on one area shows the intrinsic problems associated with public services as a whole.

I am not suggesting that all is well with the public services, that things cannot be improved, but I think we should have a proper debate, free from silly and simplistic assumptions. Ideology alone will solve nothing. How many people thought that all the failings in the rail network could be solved by privatisation? I wonder how many of the same people are now arguing for re-nationalisation, as if that in itself is the answer. On its own, a simple change of ownership from public to private or vice versa cannot solve anything. But to be honest, I get the feeling that even of we did have a terrific rail network, some people would still moan that it wasn’t as good as (say) France’s, as if going on a train a few years ago between Charles de Gaulle and the Gare du Nord makes you an expert on the superiority of the French transport infrastructure.

Of course, it does happen the other way around as well; some people recoil in horror at the very thought of companies making a profit, as if the idea of making money is incompatible with providing a public service. It isn’t. We should be doing what is right, what works, to provide the public services we desire. In order for that to happen we need a debate free from ideology; free from assumptions that the public sector can only fail, or that profit and welfare are incompatible; free from the theory that only state action can succeed, or that the market in infallible. Too often the arguments we hear seem to be being made by people who have an aversion to either the public sector or the private sector. I feel it is very unlikely that such people have the answers.

While Labour has increased public spending, any failures in the public sector will be blamed on inefficiencies, so cuts will be argued for. You can guarantee that if the Tories are elected and public services are cut then any failings will be blamed on lack of finances, and so greater public spending will be argued for. Let’s all grow up and accept that there will always be problems in the public sector, as in the private sector; now let’s try to figure out what works best for all of us.

The Law's A Fox

The debate on fox hunting has moved on from the parliamentary stage and through the legal challenges; now all the discussions are about the role of the police and their enforcement of the law. The earlier stages of the debate have been characterised by people talking a right load of bollocks on all sides, and this stage of the argument is no different.

I have read conflicting stories about whether a greater or lesser number of foxes were killed on the first day that hunting was made illegal. There are also a number of claims that not all hunts stayed within the new law, and that some foxes were killed unlawfully, apparently in mockery of the new legislation. Well, it may come as a surprise to some people, but the law is being broken all the time, even as we speak, in a huge variety of ways; this in itself does not affect whether a certain law is worthwhile or not.

I don’t want to get into the guts of whether or not the hunting ban is a good or bad thing, just to comment on some of the recent criticisms. For example, it has been suggested that the police have more important things to do than chase after huntsmen, as if this is reason enough to argue against a hunting ban; but the police already have a wide range of incidents they have to deal with, from the trivial to the serious, and they prioritise accordingly. Murder is a more serious matter than shoplifting; but that doesn’t mean the police shouldn’t bother with shoplifting, does it?

Another complaint is that it is pretty difficult to assess whether or not anyone is in fact breaking the new law, and so it is a tricky thing to actually bring charges against anybody. It is argued that if it is difficult to bring a prosecution then the whole fabric of law and order falls into contempt and disrepute. But what are burglary detection rates at the moment? Around 17%? Lower? Following this logic we shouldn’t bother with a criminal offence of Burglary either, because it is so difficult to get a conviction. It just strikes me that these are poor reasons to oppose the new law.

According the The Times, everyone is dismayed by the way the police seem to be handling this. Anti-hunters are reported to be upset by Assistant Chief Constable Adrian Whiting of Dorset Constabulary, due to his statement “that illegal hunting (is) much less important than letting off a firework after 11pm”. Pro-hunters “fears that police will rely on ‘vigilante groups’”.

The simple fact is that the police will respond, or will not respond, depending on the information they are passed by the general public. If they are informed of a breach of the law while a hunt is in progress, then they will attend to see if any offences are being committed, but only if there is an officer available; they won’t be dragging someone off an armed robbery to investigate, however. If someone makes an official complaint after the event and states they have evidence of an offence then the police will assess this evidence and see if a crime has been committed and whether or not anyone can be charged. If they feel there is enough information to charge an individual then they will present the evidence to the CPS who will decide if they think there is a case to answer in court. If they decide there is then the case will go to trial where a jury can decide. It is not rocket science.

Will the law be broken? Yes. Will people get away with breaking the law? Of course. Will the standing of the justice system suffer as a result? Not unless people want it to. When my car was broken into a few years back, an offence had clearly been committed yet no one was caught for the crime. Actually, I didn’t even bother to report it; not because I had no faith in the police, but because realistically nothing could be done by anyone to trace the offenders. I didn’t curse the police, or wail that there was no point in there being a crime of criminal damage on the statute book and the law may as well be repealed; I just got my brother to bend the passengers door back into place and carried on driving it (until it got nicked a month later!).

Which reminds me; if you’ll excuse me I am off to break the law myself. I will do what millions of people do every day and commit an offence. I will break a law that I agree with, and which I do not wish to see repealed. Even though I am going to wilfully and happily commit an offence, I do not feel the law itself is being brought into disrepute. I am about to get into my car, and historically I think I have broken the law every time I have driven. And no; I don’t mean I am intending to run over a fox.

Update 25/2/05: Last night on Question Time, Anne Atkins said she had been hunting mice around her house this week, in defiance of the hunting ban, to show how foolish and unenforceable the new law is. Roger Scruton has been doing the same. Is the new legislation any more foolish than hunting mice just in order to prove a point? I doubt it. Whatever, most of the points I have made above apply to Anne’s revelation; she may have broken the law (Alun Michael said she hasn’t) but it seems a pretty trivial breach, and if she keeps quiet about it then the police will be none the wiser, and she can continue to break the law to her heart’s content.

The thing is that Anne is publicising her criminal activities; she says she wants to go to prison for her actions, and the fact that she is still at large proves that the law is unenforceable. Well it doesn’t. If she really wants to be arrested, then rather than mouth off on TV she should present herself at a police station and admit her crime. I suspect the police will try to talk her out of the action (they do have more important things to deal with, you know), but if she insists and signs a confession then she can have her day before the magistrates. Well done. However, if she thinks she will have proved that the law is a waste of police time, then she will be wrong; she personally will have wasted police time, through her own stupidity and childishness.