Essential to the case against Jeremy Bamber is the question of whether or not a silencer was used in the killings, then removed from the rifle and hidden. If so, it was argued in court, Sheila Caffell was clearly not the killer.
It's something I've come to belive more and more, the more I read about this case.
When Justice Drake, who died in 2014, said the silencer only contained blood belonging to Caffell he misled the jury.
And shockingly, that isn't enough these days to ensutre an appeal succeeds. Nor was it just one slip.
There was also a second blood group found in the baffles that didn’t match any of the deceased’s blood groups, or Bamber’s, although it was a potential match for David Boutflour. The jury were told none of these facts. On multiple occasions during his summing up, Justice Drake said that the blood in the silencer was a match “for Sheila alone”.
And when you look at the performance of Essex Police, the incompetence of the judge is matched and surpassed!
Essex police announced that they had found a “heavily bloodstained silencer hours after the gruesome massacre” at a press conference on 16 September 1985. This was reported in at least a dozen newspapers, including on the front page of the Daily Mirror. The police now claim they never said this.
Yes, and they have never faced any consequences for such a blatent lie. So what else to do but go on lying:
At the trial, David Boutflour said the police had not seized his silencer before the trial. But in the New Yorker’s epic 2024 investigation into the Bamber case, he told journalist Heidi Blake that they had taken it away for “months and months” before the trial, supporting the claim that Essex police were in possession of more than one moderator before the 1986 trial, despite their 40 years of denials.
This is why the Establishment will never, ever grant an appeal; this case shows, perhaps more than any other, the abject incompetence of the tools and institutions of the establishment.
The only chance he has of the authorities admitting the trial was flawed will be after he and everyone else in the case is long dead.
Because I don't think you'll like it...
Last Friday, the local councillor rang the doorbell, doing impromptu and – for me at least – unprecedented doorstepping, so I told her what had happened. She looked appropriately revolted and carried on. The council’s first priority, she said, after children’s services, was parcel theft. That’s great. But while it’s possible to get big post diverted to the newsagent, it’s rare our short walk to school doesn’t become an obstacle course of lethal paving, crack dealers and stool samples, not all of them animal.
So what are you suggesting to her? Remigration? More cops on the beat?
Perhaps some public loos could be rebuilt, I said. To give people privacy for those last two activities, at least.
Of course! God forbid the druggies and public defecators lack privacy for their antisocial actions, eh, Catherine?
By and large, we're not doctors and even if we were, there's immense pressure from someone or some organised directives from above ... there've been various whistleblowing nurses who've gone online, there are also reports from up and down each country, plus footage.
Against that, yes, there are trolls, using reusable footage of something else, to enable "community notes" to declare them fake, therefore ALL evidence is fake. These people are also out in force. Yet we've seen those planes before the total grey cloud covered many parts of the country ... we get the reports every day:
I'm in the north-west and we get the same. Some will mock: "Duh, it's winter, it's March," same shots appearing in the US and downunder via our fellow onliners. It's harder to argue the thick cloud cover in Britain but far easier to report the crisscross chemtrails, photos abounded.
Which brings us to a type of mind which flatly refuses to acknowledge, to even look up. Sometime back, a delivery driver was chatting, I asked him to look up at the noughts and crosses pattern of three or four planes ... "Off on holidays," he smiled. Either he did not want to appear foolish (same with the "racism" slur) or he could do without any potential aggravation.
A friend of mine said a few years back: "I don't want to go there." Her choice, fair dos. A lady two days ago wrote:
While most upland farmers still keep sheep on their land, the changes here have been mirrored across not just the Dales but the entire British farming industry. The shepherd's life has never been an easy one, but for many it's getting tougher and more difficult than ever to make a profit.People who work sheep know that it's some of the hardest farming there is. A former shepherd once told me that sheep are only ever trying to do one of three things: "Escape, or die, or escape and then immediately die."
Mark Knopfler put it better, frankly:
Globally, lamb consumption is expected to grow by 15% between now and 2032, according to a report from the Organisation for Economic Co-operation and Development and the Food and Agriculture Organization. But changing tastes in the UK mean mutton, made from mature sheep, is no longer eaten in the same volume it was by previous generations and lamb has seemingly gone from a weekly staple to a meat more often eaten on special occasions, with "white meat" like chicken being increasingly chosen over lamb and beef.
And that't a pity, becase large parts of the country are suitable for nothing else and have, in fact been shaped by centuries of upland sheep farming. Of course, there are always those so shortsighted or blinded by spite they can applaud this:
Extremely tight margins mean growing numbers of younger people can't see a future in farming.And some welcome the decline in sheep farming. "Fewer sheep means less suffering […] a sheep's life in the wool and mutton industries belies our reputation as a nation of animal lovers," says Mimi Bekhechi, senior vice president at the UK's People for the Ethical Treatment of Animals (Peta).
But trust the BBC to see a posssible upide, thanks to their imported pets:
But there is a ray of sunshine for the industry, according to Phil Stocker from the National Sheep Association. He believes the domestic market for sheep meat is going to keep driving forward, in large part thanks to demand from the increasing number of Muslim people in the UK..Sheep or Muslims, what a dilemma.
The fallout over Tourette syndrome (TS) activist John Davidson’s outbursts at the Baftas on Sunday continued after Jamie Foxx and Wendell Pierce expressed their dismay at the incident. Davidson attended the Baftas as I Swear, the film inspired by his life of dealing with hostility triggered by TS, was up for a number of awards. He was heard several times shouting during the ceremony, including using the N-word while actors Delroy Lindo and Michael B Jordan were on stage presenting the evening’s first prize.A word they expect us to believe they've never heard in rap music or used themselves?
Foxx commented below a post about the incident on social media, saying, “Unacceptable” and “Nah he meant that shit”. Journalist Jemele Hill said on social media: “Black people are just supposed to be ok with being disrespected and dehumanised so that other people don’t feel bad”, and actor Wendell Pierce said: “It’s infuriating that the first reaction wasn’t complete and full throatted [sic] apologies to Delroy Lindo and Michael B Jordan. The insult to them takes priority. It doesn’t matter the reasoning for the racist slur.”
The black activists are going to be frothing about this for years to come, because they cannot stand the fact the Disability Card trumps the Race Card in this instance.
Baftas host Alan Cumming made two announcements during the ceremony explaining the situation, saying: “Tourette syndrome is a disability, and the tics you’ve heard tonight are involuntary, which means the person who has Tourette syndrome has no control over their language. We apologise if you are offended tonight.”
It wasn't enough. It will never be enough.
