08 January 2011 8:53 PM
So who's in charge tonight at the Prison With No Warders?
This is Peter Hitchens' Mail on Sunday column
Who thought of having open prisons in the first place, and why did nobody laugh? The whole idea is blatantly silly, like ‘Dry Water’ or ‘Hot Ice Cream’.
But it is nothing like as foolish as having a Prison With No Warders.
Two staff were in charge of almost 500 convicted criminals, and not just ordinary criminals, but the sort of lawbreakers that even Kenneth Clarke and his liberal Injustice Ministry are willing to lock up.
As we found when they set the place on fire rather than be breathalysed, these are not nice people. Do you really think Ford is the only British jail where illegal drink and drugs are regularly being consumed against all regulations?
I wonder what the staffing levels were at all this country’s other prisons on New Year’s Eve. I wonder what they are tonight.
It would be funny if it did not matter. But it does matter. And the truly shocking thing about the Ford events is that they have led to no national scandal. A prison has been set on fire (and we shall have to pay for the repairs).
It has been revealed to be, to all intents and purposes, unstaffed. The local population were entirely exposed to what anyone in this anarchic encampment of criminals chose to do.
Nobody has resigned. The story has faded from newspapers and broadcast bulletins. The ‘Opposition’ has not taken it up with any vigour. And yet we, the people, have been treated with complete sneering contempt.
Our political elite do not believe in punishment or justice. Sniggering behind their hands, they put on a sort of cardboard street theatre to fool us: police who never patrol; courts that hardly ever send anyone to prison; sentences that are never served; prisons with no guards.
You would have thought, when this was exposed in flames for the fraud it is, someone would have been embarrassed, and someone in mainstream politics would have been angry on behalf of the undefended population of these islands.
Just before I heard this sordid news, I had listened to a 1959 recording of Labour’s titanic Nye Bevan, who in the Forties and Fifties must have been young John Prescott’s hero.
Bevan was filled with prophetic scorn for the nasty new Britain he saw growing up under Harold Macmillan’s ‘never had it so good’ society.
He spoke of the ‘delusion of television’, and the way in which debt was taking hold so that ‘the moneylender has been elevated to the highest position in the land’, warning of ‘a vulgar society of which no decent person could be proud’.
The chocolate treats have stopped. There’s a snappish, exasperated tone in His Master’s Voice, and that new poodle puppy is getting all the attention.
Could it be that, before all that long, there’ll be a melancholy trip to the vet from which there will be no return?
Well, of course it could. Young Master Cameron is not a sentimental man, and he’s had all the use he ever hoped to get out of the Tory Party.
One of his faults (in his own terms, not mine) is that he’s just not very good at hiding such feelings.
And so Mark Pritchard and the other Tory MPs have begun to mutter, loyally of course, about what looks startlingly like an unstated pact between the ex-Tory Party and the ex-Liberal Party.
They have immediately been reassured. Oh no, nothing like that is planned. The very idea. They can all go off back to sleep in front of the fire.
And so it will go on until the day when the car turns into the vet’s gateway, and through their rheumy old eyes they will at last see and understand the fate that’s long been planned for them.
Feminist Myths And Magic Medicine can be read online. It shows that boot-faced, state-sponsored campaigns for equality do not work, and that the lowest pay gap between men and women in the world is not in Scandinavia but Swaziland.
The truth about the Left-wing paradise, Sweden, is so startling that it alone makes reading the booklet worthwhile.
The Communist Party of Great Britain was directly subsidised by the Kremlin, whose diplomats secretly handed over large leather bags full of banknotes to a CPGB functionary.
This continued from 1956 (as a reward for the party’s support of the invasion of Hungary) until 1979 and at times was as much as £100,000 a year – more like a million in today’s money.
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06 January 2011 12:05 PM
The King James Bible versus the Sid James Bible
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03 January 2011 2:10 PM
Can a Prison be a Prison and still be Open?
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Not Shaken to the Core. Giant Damp Squid invades Ambridge
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01 January 2011 6:49 PM
Didn’t you read the small print? Now it’s Dave’s turn to rub our noses in diversity
This is Peter Hitchens' Mail on Sunday column
Another year begins with another Big Lie exposed. I wonder how many voters foolishly supported David Cameron’s Unconservative Party last May because of his loud claims that he would do something about immigration.
Yet a report from a Left-wing think tank, the IPPR, shows that Mr Cameron must have known perfectly well that his pledge could not be kept. Immigration will not fall this year and may even rise. EU citizens can come and go as they please. Lithuanians and Latvians, and many of our Irish neighbours, will arrive in thousands in search of work, keeping wages low.
We will continue to host hundreds of thousands of overseas students and large numbers of alleged refugees. ‘Family reunions’ will allow many others through supposedly closed doors, from all the parts of the world which have already supplied so many of our new citizens.
Mr Cameron’s vaunted cap on economic migrants from outside the EU will indeed begin to operate, but this will affect no more than two or three per cent of the immigration total.
So why this gap between claim and reality? First, Mr Cameron could be fairly sure that most voters wouldn’t notice the small print in his pledges. Secondly, we are not considered grown-up enough to discuss the greatest political issue of our time – the steady takeover of our once-independent country by the EU and the colossal implications of this. And no major political party will offer us an exit.
But third, the modernised Tory Party, just like its New Labour twin, actively favours large-scale migration. Rich young careerists in pleasant parts of London – who form the core of all our establishment parties – couldn’t function without the cheap servants and cheap restaurants that immigration brings.
Not for them the other side of immigration – the transformation of familiar neighbourhoods into foreign territory. Not for them the schools where many pupils cannot speak English, and the overloaded public ser¬vices. Not for them the mosque and the madrassa where the church and the pub used to be. Not that they mind that so much. These people have no special loyalty to this country, nor much love for it. They are not significantly different from the Blairite apparatchik Andrew Neather, who last year unwisely said openly what such people have long thought privately.
Let me remind you that he spoke of ‘a driving political purpose: that mass immigration was the way that the UK Government was going to make the UK truly multicultural’. And that he recalled coming away from high-level discussions ‘with a clear sense that the policy was intended – even if this wasn’t its main -purpose – to rub the Right’s nose in diversity and render their arguments out of date’.
Well, doesn’t Mr Cameron also like to rub the Right’s nose in diversity and render their arguments out of date? I think he does. And of course anyone who complained could be (and always will be) smeared as a ‘bigot’. In fact, the issue long ago ceased having anything to do with skin colour. We have many black and brown Britons who have, over time, become as British as I am – though alas this is less and less the case because the curse of multiculturalism has prevented proper integration, as has the huge size of the recent influx.
And we have many people here with pale northern skins who do not speak our language or share our culture.
Finally, after a silent but obviously considerable internal struggle, she fought her way back to her own chosen subject with the strangest link I’ve ever seen. It went like this: ‘King James may not have anticipated quite how important sport and games were to become in promoting harmony and common interests. But from the scriptures in the Bible which bears his name, we know that nothing is more satisfying than the feeling of belonging to a group who are dedicated to helping each other.’
Surely, nobody, not even Anthony Blair, could have pronounced this tripe in a public place without in some way being forced to do so.
An excellent book by Glasgow University Professor Neil McKeganey, Controversies In Drugs, shines a harsh light on the fashionable ‘harm reduction’ policy that has done so much damage. Huge amounts of money, about £900 million a year, are being spent on supposed ‘treatment’ of drug abusers that often involves maintaining them in their sad and dangerous habits at our expense. Efforts to get them off their drugs have been badly neglected.
Most soaps have become vehicles for politically correct propaganda, and Ms Whitburn has been commendably candid about this. She once said: ‘To be PC is really to be moral. It is having a correct moral stance. PC is, in fact, my moral plank. I don’t think that wishy-washy liberal ideology works any more.’ On another occasion she proclaimed: ‘Drama always has to move you to make you think, and distress you for a purpose.’
She recently rejected criticisms that an episode involving a raid on the village shop was unrealistic, saying: ‘I had newspaper cuttings about raids on village shops, and how awful they were. If one did big stories all the time, it would start to lose its reality, but when we do one of them the repercussions of it reverberate for a long time.’
Well, most PC enthusiasts disapprove of rural firearms and want tighter controls. Ambridge is so real to listeners that a gun rampage in its lanes would have a powerful effect. And 2010 saw two such rural gun rampages, so the cuttings justify such a thing.
Don’t be surprised if this non-existent village echoes to the sound of gunfire tonight, distressing you for a purpose, and reverberating for a long time. And don’t expect the arguments for the free man’s liberty to own a firearm to get much of a hearing afterwards.