Wednesday, March 26, 2014

When People Take The Piss: The Met and The McCann Affair

Another post that I have only the vaguest memory of writing, and only a year ago at that.

When People Take The Piss

I don't suppose I mind so much, if those that are taking the piss can run rings round you intellectually. But what about those that aren't gifted in the grey-cell department, what happens when they start taking the piss?

I suppose there are those just bright enough to realise that taking the piss is not really their forte, best to keep it shut for fear of being exposed as a dull chisel in an otherwise box of sharp ones.

But what about that other breed, those so gor blimey fucking stupid that they haven't the brains to realise just what they sound like when they engage mouth in an attempt to convince you of their own position or argument, the Sarah Palins of this world?

But it is the recent introduction of another Palinesque figure, much nearer to home, that prompts me to say these few words. The fellow in question heads a team of three detective inspectors, five detective sergeants, nineteen detective constables and a handful of civilian helpers; he being of course, Detective Chief Inspector Andy Redwood, the Sarah Palin of Operation Grange.

Because it is only someone in the Sarah Palin mould that would have the effrontery to stand before us, particularly given all that has been revealed these five years past, and to tell us he, Detective Chief Inspector Andy Redwood and his team, are treating this review as a case of stranger abduction only. Quite staggering really, that any cop heading an enquiry, sorry review, should predetermine cause and effect in the case of a missing three year old.

And given how this 'review' came to pass, it becomes even more staggering, stunning in fact. At the behest of the last two people to see the girl alive, the two people, who to this day are the only persons of interest in her disappearance. At the behest of the Doctors McCann, via a newspaper group, whose list of crimes and misdemeanours are so great that they cannot even be listed here, but do include helping to derail a murder enquiry.

I guess that should read, some people. Wrote he in despair.

The CEO of that group, Rebecca Brooks, who herself has just been arrested for perverting the course of justice, blackmailed, there is no other word for it; blackmailed the Prime Minister of Great Britain into setting up this sham of a review.

Not only did La Brooks blackmail the PM into setting up this travesty, she dictated what the outcome must be. Because let's face it, this review could never be a bona fide review, the outcome could never be left to chance, could never be left to go where the evidence and indicators took it. Any cop worth his salt would have had a quick shuffty at the files and would have had the parents down the nick and charged even quicker. And not just the parents I add, but the whole sorry lying bunch, the Tapas 7 included.

But Andy Redwood doesn't do that, rather, he liaises with the parents. But exhibiting behaviour even more unacceptable than colluding with the parents, Redwood issues an age progression sketch of Madeleine McCann age nine! Age nine! I ask you.

Just whereabouts does that one fall in Redwood's remit? It's not up to Redwood to start issuing such obscenities, and that's exactly what it is, an obscenity, just the latest in a long line of obscenities. But the release of such a vile thing does serve a purpose, it tells us everything we need to know about this review, its purpose and its outcome, and not least it tells us just how Palinesque is Detective Chief Inspector Andy Redwood.

Saturday, March 22, 2014

DCI Andy Redwood, Your Witnesses

And you might remember, the next time you are on television spouting your bullshit; we know.

And as such, we also know your worth and the worth of this mockery you call an investigation.

At around 10pm, the interviewee went to check on the children. She went into the apartment by the side door, which was closed. She noticed that the door to her children's bedroom was completely open, the window was also open, the shutters raised and the curtains open, while she was certain of having closed them all as she always did.

Kate McCann, in a statement to the Policia Judiciária, may 4th, 2007


At 10pm, Kate went to check on the children. She went into the apartment, using her key and saw that the bedroom door was completely open, the window was also open, the shutters raised and the curtains open. The doors were locked except the one at the back as already noted above.

Gerry McCann, in a statement to the Policia Judiciária, may 4th, 2007


It wasn’t until Kate walked into the villa at 10 and felt a sickening breeze—the front window had been jimmied open—that she realized something terrible had happened. “The scene was stark,” Gerry tells me. On one bed the twins lay sleeping. In the next lay only the plush cat toy Madeleine was never without. That was when Kate came out screaming, “Madeleine has gone!”

Vanity Fair January 10, 2008


K: I did my check about 10.00 ‘clock and went in through the sliding patio doors and I just stood, actually and I thought, oh, all quiet, and to be honest, I might have been tempted to turn round then, but I just noticed that the door, the bedroom door where the three children were sleeping, was open much further than we’d left it. I went to close it to about here and then as I got to here, it suddenly slammed and then as I opened it, it was then that I just thought, I’ll just look at the children and I could see S and A in the cot and then I was looking at M’s bed which was here and it was dark and I was looking and I was thinking, is that M or is that the bedding. and I couldn’t quite make her out. It sounds really stupid now, but at the time, I was thinking I didn’t want to put the light on cos I didn’t wanna wake them and literally, as I went back in, the curtains of the bedroom which were drawn,… were closed, … whoosh … It was like a gust of wind, kinda, just blew them open and cuddle cat was still there and her pink blanket was still there and then I knew straight away that she had, er, been taken, you know.

Kate McCann in C4 Cutting Edge documentary - Madeleine was here, april 2008


Kate: Yeah, so I thought well I'll just close it over again, and as I went to close it over it slammed shut and I thought and it was like sort of you know a draught had caused it to shut so I turned behind me and I thought are the patio doors open and they were closed and I thought well that's strange so then I opened the door thinking I'll open it ajar a bit again and that was when I kind of looked into the room and when I just looked and it was quite dark and I was just looking and looking at Madeleine's bed and I was thinking is that her that I was looking for why isn't Madeleine there? And then in the end I walked over and thought oh, she's not in bed and then I thought maybe she's wandered through to our bed and that's why the door's open so I went through to our bedroom and she wasn't there and then I kind of see then I'm starting to panic a bit and I ran back into their room and literally as I went back into their room the curtains that were drawn over just "foooosh" flew open and that's when I saw that the shutter was right up and the window was pushed right open. And that was when I just knew that erm someone had taken her. So I, I mean I ran to the window and I didn't know what I thought was going to see but I ran to the window and then I quickly hmm quickly looked through the wardrobes I had I suppose this temporary thought she was cowering in a wardrobe or something anyway she wasn't there and I just ran out and soon as...

Kate McCann on the Oprah show, may 2009.

Vanity Fair

Originally posted as Jim Gamble, Your Witness

Friday, March 21, 2014

Oh Yes Mister Spivey: DCI Andy Redwood and The Met's Search for Madeleine McCann

Some might describe the language below as indecorous. Heartfelt, would be my description.

We never take for granted the continued support and trust which Londoners feel for their Met. - Bernard Hogan-Howe


The Chief Constable of Merseyside Police - Bernard Hogan Howe will lead the release of balloons on the highest point of Liverpool inner city on Mossley Hill Field at 1400 BST.

The balloons will cost a pound to sponsor and all money will go to the Madeleine appeal fund.


And you know its right

The Daily Chimpanzee

I am finding it a real struggle to write about the latest development in the Madeleine McCann case, I gotta tell ya.

And even though I have forced myself to start writing, I’m not going to spend too long rabbiting on about it because it is just too silly for words.

The embarrassing muppet in charge, DCIK Andy Deadwood is an affront to his occupation and I can promise you that I would have no qualms whatsoever about calling the country bumpkin a cunt to his face.

Moreover, this pathetic investigation, whitewash, junket, cash cow, review, or whatever the fuck you want to call the pantomime is costing millions of pounds of your money… And for what?

You are being laughed at… You are having the right fucking piss taken out of you… You are being treated like a cunt.

There are people being handed death sentences in this country every day of the fucking week who could be saved by your money that is being used for nothing other than to keep those responsible for Madeleine McCanns disappearance out of prison… There is no need for an investigation because the cunts already know where to look if they want the case solving.

Your money could be used for the good of the people instead of being used to make our police force the laughing stock of the world.

I mean, watch the video in the Chimp article below and tell me you can take anything that the pathetic twat, Deadwood says seriously.

I have two question for the nonce protecting, wholly corrupt, totally inept, pathetic sounding, twat:


2) How much money has that surreal wild goose chase cost us so far, just to be dropped in favour of a nonce thief who apparently carries out serious sexual assaults on holidaymakers children as they sleep in their beds?

I mean, are you seriously telling us that every fucking holidaymaker on the Algarve leaves their kids home alone to get molested whilst their parents fuck off out?

Or does the nonce cunt - who Deadleg claims to have only just found out exists – only target the children of deaf holidaymakers?

Because that is the kind of shit that Windy Miller is now expecting us to believe, yet not once did the fraud DCI mention the trio that he has been peddling as prime suspects in the interview that appears in Dacre’s Comic book story (found below).

Fuck me, give the cunt enough time and he will be having us believe that Ernie and fucking Bert kidnapped Madeleine on the orders of a Mr Big… Bird.

Honest to fucking Dog, I am sick to fucking death of being mugged off by the government, the judiciary, the odd bod plod squad and every other paedophile infested institution in this fucking toilet of a Cuntry.

In fact, I’m not even going to talk about any more of this new shit that Deadwood is touting as fact… GET KNOCKING ON THE FUCKING McCANNS DOOR OR FUCK OFF YOU USELESS PISS TAKING CUNT.

That is all I have to say on the McCann case. It really is just too pathetic for words… Deadwoods job is not to find that poor innocent lost soul. Deadwoods job is to keep Madeleine McCanns remains from ever being found.

Deadwood is not a policeman. He makes my fucking skin crawl, and if I ever meet the low life snake cunt I shall fucking tell him so too because I am sick to death of been mugged off by the likes of him and every other foul pox infested cockroach covering up for the nonce elite.

Fuck me we could expect better results than Deadwood can deliver if the useless twat swapped jobs with his Uncle Wurzel… The prick is nothing other than a fucking Tractor driver disguised as a fucking Chief Inspector… GRRRRR.

Everytime I see him give interviews I half expect him to pop a long bit of grass into his mouth, or spark up one of them corn cob pipes at any given moment.

So, instead of wasting my time talking about the totally inept, create a debt, carrot crunching, rug munching, appallingly educated, needs to be eradicated, high ranking, try wanking, freemason, free basin, freefuckingloading, gob shite, wash white, goodnight, smeg type, Deadwood – OH YEAH! NOW THATS WHAT I’M TALKING ABOUT, Y’ALL GO BACK AND RAP THAT SHIT – let me tell you about our useless nonce infested police force.

The following three articles are all taken from the Chimp within the past three days. Just click on the ones you want to read: More

Saturday, March 08, 2014

Taking The Piss Abducted Child Issue

Like I said, nobody takes the piss like the English. Well it is, if we include a dim Scouser and a mealy-mouthed Scots git, in the same category.

Oh! and the media of of course, we should never forget their part in this little pantomime.

Oh! and the boys in . . . p'raps not, no need to mention those lads. Is there?

A tip of the hat, HiDeHo4