Okay, it has taken me a bit of time to get round to writing this, due mainly to the anger that is – still – raging through my body, as I know all too well that anger can cloud your judgement.
Now, ever since my first illegal arrest on the 30th of July 2014, under section 32 of PACE, people have been warning me that the cunts might try and stitch me up… And indeed those people were right, but I will come to that shortly.
You see, in order to understand what is going on, you have to be in full possession of the facts.
Now, Section 32 of Pace basically allows bent coppers to arrest someone and search their premises, seizing whatever property they think is relevant to the crime… However, they can only do so if the offence is an indictable one which suspicion of harassment – the misdemeanor that I was accused of – most certainly is not:
Search upon arrest.
(1)A constable may search an arrested person, in any case where the person to be searched has been arrested at a place other than a police station, if the constable has reasonable grounds for believing that the arrested person may present a danger to himself or others.
(2)Subject to subsections (3) to (5) below, a constable shall also have power in any such case—
(a)to search the arrested person for anything—
(i)which he might use to assist him to escape from lawful custody; or
(ii)which might be evidence relating to an offence; and
[F1(b)if the offence for which he has been arrested is an indictable offence, to enter and search any premises in which he was when arrested or immediately before he was arrested for evidence relating to the offence.] Source
Therefore, the fact that the bent cunts took my computers – against my expressed wishes – means that they were stolen.
Now you also have to ask yourself why the bent bastards sent four uniformed thugs at 2 AM in the middle of the night to perform this illegal arrest and seizure, why I was held for the best part of a day and why I was questioned by CID officers – all because they suspected me of committing a misdemeanor and even more so when you take into account that I had not been given any formal warnings beforehand (as required by law).
Moreover, I do not think that there is anyone who can dispute that I was not in the pursuit of solving or detecting crime in connection to the subject from which the charge arose i.e. The Woolwich Fraud. The pursuit of solving or detecting crime is of course an accepted defence to an harassment charge of this nature.
Never the less, the fact that I was NOT TOLD to remove anything from the site or Facebook along with the fact that I had not contacted any of those that I supposedly harassed means that I could not be guilty of harassment since it would follow that by keeping the articles up that pertain to the bollox charge would mean that I was guilty of continued harassment wouldn’t it?
After all, that is just common sense and doesn’t take a genius to work it out.
You also have to ask yourself why the bent cunts didn’t get a search warrant and come and arrest me at a sensible time, knowing that I had a 1 year old child in the house, thus breaching their own standards:
Searches must be made at “a reasonable hour” unless this might “frustrate the purpose of the search”. However, this still generally means “dawn raids” are common and considered ‘reasonable’.Source
So how the fuck is 2AM a reasonable hour and why didn’t they get a search warrant? It takes less than 24 hours to do so.
I truly believe that they didn’t get a warrant because they knew that they wouldn’t be granted one because the offence is not an indictable one and proper police procedure relating to the misdemeanor had not been adhered to.
I should just add that the stolen goods were not taken out in sealed clear bags, one of the sacks with a computer in had a very distinct tear near the neck.
You also have to ask yourself why the officers were so aggressive, confrontational and damn right rude:
The right to privacy and respect for personal property are key principles of the Human Rights Act 1998. Powers of entry, search and seizure should be fully and clearly justified before use because they may significantly interfere with the occupier’s privacy.
Officers should consider if the necessary objectives can be met by less intrusive means.
Powers to search and seize must be used fairly, responsibly, with respect for people who occupy premises being searched or are in charge of property being seized and without unlawful discrimination.
The Equality Act 2010 makes it unlawful for police officers to discriminate against, harass or victimise any person on the grounds of the ‘protected characteristics’ of age, disability, gender reassignment, race, religion or belief, sex and sexual orientation, marriage and civil partnership, pregnancy and maternity when using their powers.
When police forces are carrying out their functionsthey also have a duty to have regard to the need to eliminate unlawful discrimination,harassment and victimisation and to take steps to foster good relations Source
However, it was not just myself that the bent bastards were extremely aggressive to. They extended that to my daughter and her two friends.
Indeed, when I told my daughter to film the bastards, they told her in no uncertain terms that if she filmed them they would take her phone – leaving her with no way to contact anyone.
And once again the bent bastards were breaking the law:
You are entitled to film the police whilst a search is taking place, as long as you are not obstructing officers.
Even if they threaten to seize your camera, they are not allowed to do so unless they believe it contains evidence of an offence. Source
Despite that fact, there was no reasoning with these four bent cunts and I have no doubt in my mind whatsoever that had Stacey filmed them, then they would have seized her phone.
Course, on release I immediately put in a complaint to the Independent Police Complaint Commission (IPCC), despite knowing that there is sod all independent about them.
Never the less, I received the following letter from the bent bastards five days later:
And then I heard nothing until I received the following e-mail on the 19th of September from a Mr Paul Ahmed. I have underlined the important bits in red.
To which I received the following reply, again by e-mail:
This is the fella who is supposedly handling my complaint yet he cannot grasp the most basic of details!
Moreover, the whole basis of my complaint – illegal arrest, illegal search, illegal removal of my property, all carried out with extreme aggression and rudeness at a totally unacceptable time – means that the complaint needs to be investigated before any court action, as a positive result would rule any court action out.
But the incompetence does not stop there, you see he wrote to me yesterday 8/10/14 to tell me the following:
Thank you for letting me know Paul… Again.
Course, the plod intimidation and aggressive tactics were still being applied prior to that very first e-mail from Paul Ahmed.
You see, my first bail date had been set for the 5th of September.
The following is from my article the Knobby Knockers in regard to the that bail:
So there I was, shortly before 9 AM this morning busy getting myself dried after getting out of the bath in preparation to present myself at the cop-shop to answer my bail, when bugger me, there was an almighty knock at the bleeding door… “Oi, oi saveloy, that’s an old bill knock if there ever was one”, I thought to myself.
Furthermore, by the time I had got me jeans on they had impatiently knocked loudly another 3 times.
Never the less, as I came out of the bathroom, Stacey (my daughter) – who had looked through the eye spy – indicated to me that it was 2 fellas.
Now, the thing with my front door is that unless you lift the handle and lock it, it remains unlocked – meaning anyone can just walk in.
Luckily, I always put the latch on as a matter of routine.
Yet before I could open it, the shorter of the two knockers had beaten me to it.
“What you opening my door for, what do you want”? I snarled angrily.
“You got bail today” the short arsed twat snarled back, pushing his warrant card up to the gap.
“And?” I snapped, furiously adding; “whatcha opening my fucking door for”?
“Ya bails been extended till the 19th of November. Ere take it”, he said thrusting the sheet of paper through the gap in the door. “Same bail conditions still apply” he added as I closed the door on them.
Who the bleeding hell do they think they are just walking into peoples homes… Which I am sure they would have done had I not had the latch on.
Course, I had been hoping to get back my computers that they had stolen on the 30th of July and indeed I couldn’t help but wonder just what in the name of Dog they were doing with them that needs a bail extension.
After all, they should have had no need to steal them in the first place.
I mean, you would have thought that my accuser would have had to have evidence to back up their allegation of harrassment. To not have would mean that anyone can accuse someone of doing anything, have them arrested and then have the plod steal their property to see whether there is any truth in their accusation.
Moreover, how much is this trumped up harassment charge costing the tax payer whilst the paedo club of Great Britain goes about their sick business hassle free?
PHOTO: My new bail conditions set for the 19th of November
On top of that, I was receiving disturbing news from others who were being arrested.
The following is taken from my article, I Am Spartacus and also takes in a few more key points about my arrest on the 30th of July:
- I was given bail with conditions, yet no crime or suspicion of a crime appears on the bail sheet. I have since broken those bail conditions numerous times yet not been re-arrested.
- When questioned, it was by two CID officers – remember, harassment is a misdemeanor and they would have had to have evidence to arrest me in the first place, so why did they need to steal my computers? And since I was not ordered to remove anything from my website, Facebook or anywhere else, indicates to me that they cannot have had any evidence to come and arrest me on in the first place. Therefore it must now be a case that they can arrest a person and steal his property, without so much as a warrant, in order to try and find evidence of a crime… Do you get that? The police will arrest you for a crime that you haven’t committed in order to try and find evidence of a crime.
- I was then held in a cell without being let out for a fag until 6 PM – regardless of the fact that I have smoked for 35 years and nicotine being recognized as an addictive substance.
- Having finger tipped searched my daughters bedroom and spent an hour and a half doing Dog knows what in my front room, they took me and the 2 computers away without them so much as setting foot in my bedroom, the bathroom, the kitchen or the hallway storage cupboard… Go figure that one out.
- They then did an hour and a half search in the living room – which I was not allowed to witness – yet they missed a laptop under the coffee table and a hard-drive in the corner cupboard along with other things such as memory cards. Therefore, you can only guess at what they were doing in there for an hour and a half, other than unplugging and stealing my two computers of course… Planting a bug maybe? It does not take more than 10 minutes to unplug two computers even for the mindless, moronic robo-thugs.
- I was illegally arrested on SUSPICION of harassment (a misdemeanor) by 4 thugs at 1.30 AM in the morning, which involved them terrorizing my daughter and her two friends. The filth continually tried to bait me while conducting an illegal, half-hearted search of my property without a search warrant. That is to say half-hearted except in the case of my daughters bedroom where my 1 year old grandson was sleeping, which the moronic thugs went through with a fine tooth comb.
- A woman I know of, who is investigating child trafficking was arrested 3 days after me by the Abingdon police on behalf of the Metropolitan police. I had at that time never so much as spoken to the woman although she had added me as a friend on Facebook a month or so earlier and had republished a couple of my articles on her website. However, when the Met CID interviewed her they specifically asked her if she knew me and why she was publishing my articles on her website. Now, why would the Met be so interested in me when I have never been in trouble with them and indeed, it was Greater Manchester Police who had requested Essex police to arrest me for the harassment misdemeanor?
- I appeared on Jim Hussell’s ‘The Rock Show’ on the Monday following my arrest. I spoke live on air to Jim for half an hour and half an hour after that (which marked the end of the show), two Cardiff Special Branch coppers knocked on Jim’s door. It should be noted that Cardiff police do not cover Jim’s area and are in fact based an hour and a half drive from his, meaning that they must have set off to Jim’s house half an hour before he had even started to interview me. The two SB officers told Jim that if he valued his reputation then he would have nothing more to do with me. They also told him not to tell me that they had spoken to him – which he obviously ignored.
- Now, I wasn’t going to mention this last one, but I think that it is only right that you should know what I am up against here. You see, I have been contacted by someone working for the government who warned me that the sniffenpissin monsters are trying to shut me down by hacking into my accounts… I kid you not. I will also point out that apart from some of my team on here, no one else knew that I had indeed been hacked, up until now of course, which gives added credibility to the info. I was also warned by this person to be very careful because I am being constantly watched.
Course, all of that is still nowhere near the extent of what I have had to face.
You see, most disturbing of all is that the bent bastards are trying to shut me down by splitting my family up… They are after taking Clayton (my 16 month old grandson) into care.
In other words, they are prepared to cause a baby- my adored grandson – a lifetime of misery and cause me and my daughter untold heartache, just to stop me speaking out – as is my supposed right to do so using my right to free speech.
And just for the benefit of those who don’t know, Clay lives here with me and my daughter Stacey – his 18 year old mother.
You see, as well as being arrested for answering my door in the middle of the night, by 4 thugs dressed as coppers, they also made a malicious report to the state child snatchers, in regard to their concerns – based on bollocks – about my grandson Clayton.
PHOTO: Clay & Stacey
Looks abused doesn’t he?
Moreover, the thugs had absolutely no justification to do so.
I say that, based on the following taken from my article, Doing It For The Kids:
Now, let me be very clear here. I know beyond all shadow of doubt that the police often collude with social workers to have children removed from their parent/parents, without them having harmed a single hair on their child’s head… There are a number of reasons that this practice goes on but it wouldn’t be right for me to tell you how I know this to be a cast iron fact.
Therefore, you will have to take my word for it.
Course, what many of you won’t know is that I actually have 5 children and 6 grandchildren: 3 daughters, 2 sons, 4 granddaughters and 2 grandsons.
And I am pleased to say that none of my five children were ever expelled from school, none of them have ever had a social worker, none of them have ever been so much as arrested, and the eldest 4 are all in full time employment.
Moreover, all four of them are married and have never been divorced.
Neither have any of my 6 grandchildren ever had any contact with the Social Services until the scum robo-thugs made their insidious, completely false report to them, following my illegal arrest at 1.30 AM in the morning on suspicion of a misdemeanor
And I will remind you that I was arrested despite the pond-life, aggressive cunts masquerading as policemen, not bothering to follow due process and acting without a shred of evidence… And all because I have had the audacity to set out the true facts surrounding the Woolwich fraud.
Had those facts not been true, then fuck the harassment charge, why the fuck hasn’t anyone sued me?
To make matters worse, following the illegal arrest, the thug pigs carried out an illegal search after first invading my home uninvited, and stealing my property in the process.
Now, some of you will know that I have had full custody of my youngest daughter, Stacey since she was 6 months old… Not 6 years old, 6 months old… In other words, a tiny baby.
Moreover, I have brought her up without any help whatsoever from her mother, my parents or Stacey’s maternal grandparents.
Yet Stacey, like her older brothers & sisters has never been expelled or excluded from school, has never had a social worker and has never been arrested or indeed never been in any kind of trouble with the police.
She was/is also a talented dancer with a wall full of framed exam certificates, having attended dance classes from the age of four and which she continued to do so up until she was seventeen.
Furthermore, before getting pregnant with Clayton she had been working part time for her dance academy, assisting with the toddlers dance class – a job that she had been purposely singled out for and offered by the academy’s headmistress.
In fact I will go further still by saying that had she not got pregnant, I have no doubts that she would have eventually been asked to join the staff of the Hilldale Dance Academy on a full time basis.
Never the less, shit happens and I wouldn’t swap Clayton for the world… Indeed, he is my little warrior and as such I won’t make Stacey repay me the thousands upon thousands of pounds that I spent on 13 years of dance lessons… They really do cost an arm and a leg don’t cha know.
At this point I best point out for the gullible that I wouldn’t really make Stacey pay me back for the dance lessons.
Moreover, I would challenge ANYONE to say that I never put Stacey first from the moment that she came to live with me.
Indeed, both Stacey & Clayton continue to cost me a fortune since they are both fully supported by me, except for the £20 per week that I get for each of them in family allowance (which I am entitled to still receive for Stacey being as she is still at college)… And whilst I hate to disappoint those who seem to think that they know all about me, that £40 per week is ALL that I get for them.
Neither does Stacey claim any benefits (well technically she claims Clays £20 per week family allowance but that is paid straight into my bank account).
I should also point out that following Clayton’s birth, Stacey’s health visitor signed her off earlier than she normally would with someone Stacey’s age, specifically because she could see that Stacey had my full support should she have had trouble coping with Clay – which she didn’t.
Course, much more recently Clayton has also had his 9 month assessment – done here around 3 months ago – with no concerns whatsoever being raised by the health visitor (a different one to the health visitor who signed Stacey off) in regard to how Clay was developing, how he was being cared for and his living conditions… Not one single concern.
Therefore, the very idea that Clayton isn’t being looked after properly, especially when you take into account the above is absolutely fucking ludicrous and as such the bent coppers who put in a report to the SS need a proper good kicking for doing so… However, the fact that the pond-life thugs did it maliciously in an effort to frighten me into silence means that they need kicking to within and inch of their fucking miserable, fucktard lives.
Take a moment to think about it properly?
You see, had I not been so assertive, self confident and clued up, Clayton could have by now been Dog knows where with Dog knows who, because of four slug thugs willing to tell outright lies in the knowledge that by doing so they could easily have been responsible for ruining a baby’s life… And if you think that I am being over dramatic then you are blatantly dumb as fuck and deserve everything you have coming your way.
Indeed, you have to be one evil, sick fuck to be a party to such an action.
Yet this kind of sick, child stealing is an everyday occurrence in this cesspit of a country, run by rich nonce ponce psychopaths who do whatever they want to whoever they want, aided by an army of uneducated, soulless, unprincipled, useful idiots, who in their eagerness to please will do anything they are told no matter what… And that has to fucking change or we are all fucked.
Now, just so as you all fucking know, the social worker who knocked on my door and got sent packing without so much as getting a foot over my threshold, will not be coming back.
Indeed, NO ONE has been to inspect our home and it has been confirmed today that no one is going to either.
Now, why the fuck would that be when you consider that the whole basis of the malicious lies reported to the child snatchers by the slag, robo-cops was based on Clayton’s living conditions?
And make no mistake here, it was maliciously reported by the arsewipes because when I began to tell the social worker who came-a-knocking that my arrest was illegal, she quickly interrupted and said that the report made by the police had nothing to do with me being arrested.
Therefore, had the child snatchers not been fully aware that the odd bod plod squad were just making mischief, do you think that they would have just left it when I sent her on her way?
Would they fuck! They couldn’t afford to risk it.
And with that in mind you can only conclude that they had come to purposely find fault and only backed out after I told them in no uncertain terms that I would be filming the entire visit whether they liked it or not.
Yet if they were acting honorably and above board, they would surely have had no objection to being filmed in the course of their investigation.
However, I know exactly what the purpose of their planned visit was, and they know that I know that purpose too.
So be warned, NONE of your children are safe for as long as these psychopaths remain in power… They have to go.
Now, despite the above letter being just two weeks old, the evil bastards have seriously upped their attempts to remove Clayton.
However, before I tell you about that and my latest arrest, it is important that you get the full picture.
I say that because the government have been trying to shut me down for a long, long time – ever since last September as it happens.
That chance appears to have come when I became in need of a new Tech Guy for the site. I am in fact computer-illiterate and do not have a clue how to keep a website on line.
Course, the problem with getting a new Tech Guy is knowing who to trust… Step in Jimmy Jones, AKA the Outlaw.
Jimmy had befriended me and indeed continued to confide in me after I had quoted from one of his articles. In fact back then Jimmy use to contact me a hell of a lot, with the e-mails below being representative of his usual communications:
Quite strange then that Jimmy now condemns those who have a donate button on their site don’t cha think? In fact Jimmy even wrote an article for his website encouraging people to donate money to me. But then again hypocrisy is JJ’s middle name… Not that Jimmy is his real name, despite his tendency to slate those who write under pseudonyms.
But I digress, here is that other e-mail that I was going to show you.
Now, you are probably wondering what all this has to do with my arrests. However, all I will say is bear with me and all will become clear including the lengths and underhand tactics that the security services have used and gone to in order to try and shut me up… Muppets.
I should also point out that it was around the time of that e-mail that Dogman, my friend & right hand man – along with others – was warning me privately that JJ was a wrong ‘un’.
Course, in hindsight I should have listened, especially now that I have read all of his e-mails in one go in order to try and make sense of why he has been having sly digs at me and many others just lately… A sure sign of someone desperate to be a somebody, whilst lacking the ability and personality to do it on their writing ability alone.
But is that the only reason the narcissist has for slating just about everyone in the Alternative Media, whilst profiling himself as the ‘real’ bastion of truth… Read on.
You see, what I discovered was indeed quite startling. For instance, JJ’s long running feud with Darren Laverty raises many questions about his integrity.
After all, JJ has hinted on many occasions that he would like me to back him in his public spat with Laverty and indeed sent me solid proof that Laverty – who is well in with the police, but I’m sure Jimmy didn’t know that – had taken part in child abuse.
And indeed, had I not been so busy with other matters I would have helped Jimmy. However, what I had failed to latch on to was the fact that JJ and Laverty were at one time best friends.
And then there is this one:
Now, as you all can see I had no reason really to distrust JJ back then and with me being computer illiterate and in desperate need of a Tech Guy – just to check that my site was secure – I was extremely grateful when Jimmy came up with a fella willing to have a look at the tech side of my site.
However, apart from 3 previous attempts to take the site down, it appeared to be in very good shape & was costing me next to peanuts in running costs and as such, I just needed Gary to cast an eye over the site security.
And indeed, the fact that the site was in relatively good shape is evidenced by Gary’s email to me which he sent having had a look.
Yet, when he did “crack on” he supposedly found all manner of problems, which I couldn’t dispute what with me knowing absolutely nothing about computers and since JJ had put me on to him, I naturally assumed that he was looking out for me and the safety of the site anyway… And then the attacks started.
Indeed, the attacks were so relentless that I was finding myself continually off-line, and when I wasn’t people were having a lot of trouble logging on.
In turn, and despite continually telling me that he had everything under control, Gary’s answer was for me to continue throwing money away that I didn’t have to try and stem the problems – I can’t now remember quite how much but it was at least £1300 – whereas, as I say, up to Jimmy recommending Gary, I had spent fuck all in running costs, had been attacked 3 times and people had no problem connecting to the site.
Meanwhile, Jimmy had contacted me after Gary had destroyed the old forum – along with thousands of hours of research collected by Dogman – asking me if he could be a moderator on the new forum (which I had also had to purchase).
Now I must admit that I did actually find JJ’s keenness in wanting to do so quite strange, given mind to the fact that he had his own site and which as I know from personal experience is a full time job to run in its self.
You will note that Gary seems surprised that JJ wants to be a moderator, even going so far as to add ‘Outlaw’ in brackets in order to verify that we were talking about the same Jimmy Jones.
Never the less, with Gary’s inability to stop the attacks (be that deliberate or not) on both my site and my wallet, we parted company.
Indeed, by that time the site was in such poor shape that the next guy that I brought in was also unable to stop the onslaught of attacks.
And all the time that this was happening JJ was causing mayhem in the forum
I think that you can just make out that bottom line which I couldn’t quite get into the screenshot, but for those who can’t it says “what has this got to do with Jimmy Jones Though?”
Now I mention that, just so as no one can accuse me of distorting the facts.
That was more or less the final straw and Dogman removed Jimmy as a moderator a few weeks later… Something that Jimmy, for all his mouth, never said a word about.
However, all became clear when I had a very public spat with Gary a few months later, on Twitter
Strangely enough, up until Gary blurted out about Jimmy being NSA, he hadn’t been mentioned in the spat.
Even stranger still is the fact that despite being tagged in the NSA Tweet, he has never once responded to the allegation… Certainly not to me anyway.
Instead, Jimmy did exactly the same as he did when he was given the boot from being a moderator on my site: he pretended it didn’t happen and carried on as normal… As I said earlier, even having the cheek to ask for my help in his fight with his former best friend Darren Laverty.
So Jimmy, I suppose that you are going to tell us that you didn’t know that Laverty was a child abuser when you was his “best friend” just 5 or 6 short months prior to your handbags at dawn tiff? But if you are, then please don’t because I know different.
In truth, Jimmy Jones is always slating people for their ego whilst quite hypocritically ignoring his own. Indeed, if I hear him say one more time that he was the person who exposed Sir Peter Morrison as a paedophile, I will commit Hari Kari.
Indeed, the short arsed runt even once had the cheek to try and get me to boost his profile by asking me to name him as Morrison’s accuser in an article… And me being a right mug, I obliged despite never seeing a shred of proof that his claim is true.
Never the less, no one has been able to stem the attacks that first started when Gary took over as my tech-guy on Jimmy’s recommendation despite me throwing thousands of pounds at the problem and twice moving to hosts from different countries.
Of course, that isn’t to take anything away from Wolfie – my very dear friend and present tech guy – whom despite never wanting the job and knew next to nothing about WordPress sites when I threw him in at the deep end, had still managed to get the site running on a fairly even keel.
That is until I exposed the Rigby fraud and then the men in tights really went to town, hitting the site with three and a half million attacks in the space of 5 days, meaning that no bastard could get on the site to read my evidence on the hoax.
Photo: A screen shot and note sent to me by Wolfie following the MI5 onslaught.
Evidence, that I hasten to add, no one has been able to take apart.
And there is plenty of it for them to try.
For instance, after registering Team Lee United Forces as a Ltd Company on April the 2nd 2014, launching the company as a “charity” on the 11th of April and pulling in at least 11 Grand before pulling the plug on their ‘charity’ fundraising – due to the Limited Company neglecting to register for charity status – which they only did following my outing of the fraud, the company has still not got its charity registration.
However, by telling you all such facts, I am ‘harassing’ those who our government will sink to any level to protect… Just sayin’.
Never the less, getting back on track, those three and a half million attacks left me no choice but to either upgrade to my own server or jack it in.
I did of course chose option A on July 8th 2014, which now means that I am paying nearly £270 per month just to keep the site online… On the other hand, at least the men in fart smelling tights can’t take the site down.
So they chose to [try] take me down instead.
Now, I didn’t actually realise that I had set up a direct debit type of arrangement on my PayPal account with my Icelandic hosts, Orange, to pay the monthly fee – meaning that on August 7th (the 2nd monthly payment) I paid the monthly installment on the 7th of August only for PayPal to automatically pay the monthly fee again on the very next day.
Course, the fact that I paid the August bill twice means that the site is now paid for a month in advance.
Moreover, since this months payment has just come out, the site will continue to run for at least the next 2 months regardless of what I decide to do. I will however elaborate on that shortly.
Never the less, I have noticed that in his continual search for respect, Jimmy Jones is very quick to announce to anyone who will listen that he does pays all the running costs of his site himself – the implication being that the rest of us are mugging our readership off.
And indeed, JJ must give himself a huge pat on the back when he pays his £10 yearly domain name renewal. That is to say if he really pays that yearly tenner himself as opposed to the NSA paying it for him… Quite how the man finds that daily 3pence to set aside for his running costs is anyone’s guess?
I mean, JJ wouldn’t be paying anymore than that.
After all, if he pays more than a tenner a year he is being ripped off what with his site only having a daily readership of around 800. I mean, until he got his pal Gary installed on my site I was only paying £7 a year and I had a daily readership of up to 25,000 people a day.
Course, Jimmy Jones, appears to doubt that fact, publicly stating that the“Leaders in the Alternative Media” – of which I must surely be one, fact JJ not ego – purposely hide our viewing figures so as we can claim to have had millions of hits; the implication being that we are all egotistical liars.
Well I am sorry to prove you wrong again, Lil Jim, but here is the proof my son, although I do not brag about my huge readership at all, despite you stating otherwise.
I should just point out for Jimmy’s benefit that today’s viewing figures (8/10/14) of 2,060 so far, is the number of hits at the time of writing (6:11 AM).
Yesterdays final total (7/10/14) was 28,682, the day before that 27,591. Course if you doubt that Jimmy Dean, donate a tenner and I will prove it to you… In other words, put your money where your mouth is.
Moreover, all those numbers under the heading of “All Time” amount to just very short of 8million – a number Jimmy, that you will never attain as long as you have a hole in your arse… Not bad for a site started on January the 1st 2012, even if I do say so myself.
So why am I targeting the Jones boy now?
Well, for starters I do not doubt for one second that Jimmy Jones is a government paid disinfo merchant who was given the mandate of sabotaging my site.
Moreover, despite his low viewing figures, I believe that his poison, along with the other half dozen or so poison dwarfs are doing serious damage to the Alternative Media, and I may not be around much longer to monitor the situation.
And not for the reasons that you may think either.
Which brings me nicely to my latest arrest, which JJ also happens to pour scorn on – sorry sunshine but you are very wrong again.
Now, as most of you know my door was kicked in and bedroom window smashed at the same time – was that really necessary, knowing that my daughter and grandson were in the house – under section 17 of PACE… Although the schoolboy on his work experience seemed to think that I was arrested under section 32, as evidenced in the video below.
You can watch the FULL video of the door being kicked down by clicking HERE
Mind you, he forgot to read me my rights too, which I neglected to tell him, preferring to point the fact out on the taped interview at Southend nick.
Now, those heavy handed tactics were employed after I had told the trio of plain clothed orificers to fuck off being as they neither had an arrest warrant or a search warrant.
Neither did the trio have when they did the same to another fella from Southend… Mind you, they beat him up in the back of the car – the very same car that they took me away in as it happens.
Course, they didn’t threaten to kill me either… Like they did with this other fella.
Photo: Strangled by a Southend police man in the back of a unmarked police car, whilst his colleagues tried to hide the assault by standing in the way of the camera filming from a bedroom window… And yes I have got the video evidence to prove it.
Indeed, the fact that they didn’t have an arrest or search warrant is again, very, very strange and as the above photo indicates, the same course of action is being applied to many other people on an extremely regular basis by the police, in order to eventually do away with having to follow proper procedure by applying for such warrants at a magistrates court… Make no mistake, the Police State really is just around the corner.
Course, I suppose to their credit, the bent bastards came at a reasonable hour this time around. Unfortunately for them, the noise of breaking down the door, smashing my bedroom window and the hysterical screaming of my daughter and grandson attracted much more attention than last time and as such, despite their protests, the lawless thugs were filmed by my neighbours.
Kinda makes you wonder why they used Section 17 and not Section 32 like PC Schoolboy thought they had.
After all, I was arrested for an indictable offence this time, meaning that under Section 32 the search would have been halfway legal.
And they did carry out a search, don’t cha know… Or at least one of the three did, albeit that lasted no more than 10 minutes – extremely strange, given the offence.
Now, as I mentioned earlier, despite causing “no damage”, the plod were extremely plum tuckered out by the time that they got in. So much so in fact, that despite making a mad dash to cuff me, the moron failed to read me my rights – a fact that I was very aware of, but didn’t see the point in mentioning at that moment in time.
Course, it was a bit chaotic there, what with my daughter in hysterics, my grandson the same and friends and neighbours walking around filming the bent bastards… Something as I say, they really, really didn’t like.
And whilst I hate to disappoint Tom Catpoo, AKA the junkie in the jungle, AKA Jimmy Jones’s new best friend, I wasn’t in the least bit scared… I have been arrested loads of times, even had my door kicked down before, albeit most of those arrests and the door kicking episode were a long time ago.
Never the less, I should just point out that like your new bestest mate JJ, you Tom – for a self confessed clever man – managed to get just about every single fact wrong about me… Tossers.
So, what was the charge?
Indecent images on my stolen computers apparently. Worse still, indecent images of little girls, little boys and bestiality – which covers just about every angle really… My bad!
Course, the fact that I knew sod all about these indecent images counted for sod all as far as Tom, Dick and Harry were concerned… Although, given the nature of the offence, the search – which according to Stacey consisted of one of the herberts, a Sam Dingle lookalike, having a quick skirt around my bedroom, which to be fair there is nothing of interest in there, and a quick skirt around Stacey’s bedroom, which again, there is nothing of interest in there either – was extremely lapsy-daisy, if you ask me.
I dunno, perhaps he was just making sure that the place was tidy.
However, had Sam Dingle of opened his eyes and searched in here – my living room – he would have found this computer although I had managed to shove it under the sofa by the time that they got in… Then again, I could have buried it the garden in the time that they took to get in.
Or perhaps he could have looked under the coffee table behind me and to the right. Had he done, Old Sam would have found the laptop that his colleagues missed the last time… Mind you, it does take over an hour and and half to unplug two computers doesn’t it – not that I knew that there were time restraints on a search, illegal or otherwise.
Course, since Sam the Man failed to go one better than his four thug mates did on the 30th of July by also failing to find the white laptop, it is understandable that he also missed the hard-drive, digital camera, huge number of memory cards, memory stick thing, and the half a dozen or so micro-tapes in the cupboard behind me to the left of the room.
After all, they were all in the cupboard and drawer – just like they were when his four thug mates missed them too, in their one and a half hour search of my living room, which no one was allowed to witness.
Mind you, there is no excuse for them not having a butchers at the photo albums sat on top of the cupboard or taking a look inside the cases of the 1000’s of DVD’s that I have on display. After all, I was being accused of possessing child porn and just because a DVD case may have “The Bourne Supremacy” as a cover, it doesn’t follow that “The Bourne Supremacy” is the film in the case… Or am I missing something here?
Well, best we have a look at the evidence I suppose.
Now, at first, being as I was fully aware that I was being stitched up, I refused to say anything to the two CID plod who were conducting the interview at Southend nick… That is except to point out that his colleagues had forgotten to read me my rights after trashing my front door.
However, when they showed me the images that they had found on my computers of little girls, I couldn’t stop myself from helping them with their “inquiries”.
For instance, in Celebrity Paedophiles I used a photo of a ten year old Brooke Shields in the bath – which I HAD CENSORED.
Now, the thing is, I had actually found the photos of Brooke that I used, along with a photo of a 15 year old French actress – also in the bath – who I had never heard of before, on a reputable website (to do with Wikipedia if memory serves) about memorable events of the 20th century… Although unlike myself, the website had not censored the photos.
Indeed, the giveaway to the website that I got the photos from was the fact that in the same folder there were also photo’s of – if memory serves – the JFK shooting, the Bobby Kennedy shooting, the assassination of Franz Ferdinand, the university campus protests over the Vietnam war, along with many other photos of significant events from the twentieth century… Indeed, it wouldn’t have taken a great deal of detective work, to realise or verify that fact… However, the fact that the photos were not hidden and were indeed in the folder that they were, didn’t suit Laurel and Hardy’s agenda.
Never the less, just for the record, the photos were taken of 10 year old Brooke, by some paedophile photographer in the presence of Brooke’s mother. The photo shoot then appeared amidst great controversy in a magazine, as did 15 year old Brooke’s naked appearance a few years later in the film the Blue Lagoon.
Indeed, such was the uproar surrounding the film, that the studio were forced to issue a statement claiming that a body stand-in had been used for 15 year old Brooke’s naked scenes, although that claim is allegedly false.
All the same, all you need do to find any amount of uncensored naked photos of 10 year old Brooke’s photo shoot in the bath is type the words “Brooke Shields 10 year old photo shoot” into Google images.
See, you don’t even need to include the word “Nude” or “Naked” in the search bar. And incidentally, the two circled photos are the ones that Laurel and Hardy had as their proof – they obviously couldn’t be bothered to include the 3rd photo, which appeared in my article Celebrity Paedophilesand which is still there for all to see, in the article today.
Mind you, had Laurel & Hardy been serious about investigating the crime, they would have gone to the article where I had written either side of the above photo, amongst a whole heap of other explanation:
In 2009, those photos of Brooke taken when she was 10 again hit the headlines. The Photographs were photographed by artist Richard Prince who included them in his Tate Modern Art Exhibition, aptly named ‘Pop Art’. However, after complaints, the Police intervened and the Photos were removed.
It is by now, I hope, becoming quite clear to you, that show biz is dominated by ‘sick fucks’ in the USA and in the UK too. Look at the BBC Paedophile ring. The ex Radio 1 DJ’s involved in that ring is a veritable who’s who of disc spinning legends: Jimmy Savile, Jonathan King, Alan Freeman, John Peel and Chris Denning to name but a few. Denning has in fact spent 3 decades in and out of UK and Eastern European prisons for sexual abusing children as young as 10.
Sorry fellas, but that won’t stand up in court. However, my computers were stolen supposedly on the basis that the bent thugs were looking for evidence of a crime that was in relation to another crime that was committed on the 22nd of May 2013, yet those photos were uploaded to this site on December 1st 2012.
Moreover, so successful was the article that many, many other website published it in full, including David Icke… So watch ya doors all of you child molesters who did so.
Laurel & Hardy then showed me more evidence of my perversion, in the form of a number of photos, depicting paintings done by the vile, warped nonce Graham Ovenden. I therefore had to patiently and very slowly explain that I had used the photo’s of the paintings in the half dozen or so articles that I had written, denouncing Ovenden’s sick activities.
However, once again a quick Google image search along the lines of “the art of Graham Ovenden”, will yield the following results.
I have once again circled the photos that Laurel & Hardy used as evidence.
However, had they once again done their detective work like real detectives, they would have quickly realised that what they were looking at, although painted by a sick fucker, was not child porn in the eyes of the law.
And indeed, the photos along with many more of Ovenden’s sick art work are still to be found on this website in various articles, all denouncing child porn, to this very day, yet all were added well before the 22nd of May 2013… Sorry fellas, once again they will never stand up in court.
After showing me those photos, which I am sorry to say I couldn’t help but laugh at when the serious faced idiots first showed me them, they moved on to what I described in an article as the sickest piece of ‘artwork’ that I have ever seen.
Moreover, Laurel & Hardy both knew my feelings towards the photograph in question because the photo that they showed me had my comments attached to it, as well as the actual photo being censored by myself.
Indeed, if I remember rightly the wording was along the lines of “What sick fuck would want to own this picture… Oh yes, that’s right, Elton John would.
Yet I don’t remember Elton John’s door being kicked down.
Never the less, a quick Google image search once again yields the following result:
And in case you cannot read, the text accompanying the sick photo reads:
A PHOTOGRAPH owned by Sir Elton John and seized from an exhibition as part of a child pornography probe is not an indecent image, the Crown Prosecution …
Or as my right hand man Dogman would say: “Face palm moment”.
Sorry chaps, but it will never stand up in court.
The pair of clowns then moved on to what they obviously considered to be the clincher photo, or at least I should say that Detective Stan Laurel spent an awful long time quizzing me about it.
Course, that maybe because Stan was embarrassed by the fact that I did actually laugh out loud when I saw it and I think I made things worse by asking him why his hand was shaking – something he denied and indeed demonstrated by holding one of them up to show me… Albeit it was the hand that I hadn’t caught shaking, I kid you not, it is all on the interview recording.
I should at this juncture point out that the other copper, Detective Oliver Hardy did seem genuinely embarrassed to be questioning me about this pathetic evidence and indeed, despite having naturally red cheeks had flushed when I became verbally aggressive and insulting to the pair on why they were not out and about detecting real criminals… Again, all caught on the taped interview.
However, I am drifting off track. Now, the clinching photo as far as Stan the man was concerned was this one:
Now admittedly there are no words on the photo but I feel sure that many of you will recognise it as being the record cover to Led Zeppelins 1973 album, Houses of the holy
Indeed, if you go to The Guy On The Couch website, you will not only see the above photo – which is the front of the album and no doubt still sold in WH Smiths today albeit on CD – you will also see a photo of the rear cover, which looks like this:
And indeed, if you do have the album on vinyl, you will also know that the inside sleeve has this next photo on display:
Yet Stanley Laurel refused to see how pathetic he was making himself look by asking me questions such as “How do I feel about seeing this image” and “do I think that it is acceptable”.
I did however lose my rag when he asked me what I found so funny, to which I replied by tersely asking him why he wasn’t out arresting Robert Plant for shagging 15 year old Laurie Maddox – again, I kid you not, it is all on the tape.
Course, to be fair, by now we had spent so long on these ridiculous LEGAL photos that I was becoming impatient and therefore asked them if they knew about the letter that I had received from Temporary Detective Chief Inspector, Gary Biddle of the Essex Police on-line investigation team?
Unsurprisingly, the clueless pair didn’t.
Now in the event, I totally snubbed DCI Biddle because as far as I was concerned, I either had illegal content on my website or I didn’t.
If I did have illegal content on there, then I figured that Essex Police would send a couple of wooden tops round to tell me to take it down and if I didn’t have illegal content then it must be legal and I would be left alone. Indeed, absolutely nothing that warranted discussion as far as I was concerned.
Never the less, Laurel & Hardy continued with their investigation by producing photos of two ex-girlfriends of mine, one in the bath with her face and tits on display and the other one, a full body shot taken standing up, in a mirror without her head on display.
Now, as far as I can see the only point in producing these photos – both of which were sent to me by the ladies in question – was for some kind of cheap thrill.
I mean, admittedly they both had small tits and my ex in the bath looked quite young without her make-up on, but you couldn’t even see my other ex’s face in the photo for crying out loud so she could have been 70 years old for all they knew.
In the event, they are both mothers and over 21 years of age. Yet still the dynamic duo persisted by insisting that I give them my ex’s names, to which I politely told them to fuck off and that I would not be a party to embarrassing them by doing so. I then told them that they were the policemen, so they could go out and find them for their selves… I kid you not, its all on the etc, etc, etc.
And then it became clear where all this nonsense was heading.
You see, they then produced some thumbnail sick fuck photos of little boys having sex, at which point I proper lost my rag and called them all the cunts under the sun.
Suffice to say that I have never seen the sick fuck photos before in my life, that according to Stan Laurel were supposedly downloaded via Firefox onto my computer and put into a “hidden file” on the 29th of July, 2014 at around 3.30 AM – or put another way, exactly 24 hours prior to four thug coppers spending over an hour and a half searching my living room that I nor anyone else was allowed to witness.
Now the giveaways of a stitch up are:
- I don’t ever use Firefox on either of those computers.
- One of the computers had not been connected to the internet for at least a week prior to the 30th
- This sites logs prove that I was working on here at that time on an extremely complicated Woolwich article. I never break off from writing without saving the content as anything could happen and I could lose hours of work, yet there is no save registered anywhere near 3.30AM (see photos below)
- I never hardly ever clear my browsing history and the computers were stolen 24 hours after the sick photos were downloaded, yet never once did the two mugs refer to the browsing history.
- I have been writing about child porn long enough to know that you can’t type into your browser something like “little boys shagging” and expect to get access to hundreds of free child porn sites. Indeed, the MP’s caught up in Operation Ore, along with all the other nonce cunts involved were all caught by their credit cards. Indeed, at the very least you would need your log in details and a code or something to access this filth yet no credit card or log in details were so much as touched upon by Stan & Ollie, the corrupt arse clinkers.
- I wouldn’t know how to make or activate a “hidden file” if my life depended on it. Indeed, since the comedy double act never mentioned any other “secret files”, I will take it as read that the little boy file was the only one found – which had miraculously been created exactly 24 hours before the computers were stolen – and which at the time I must have obviously thought that I would have a 5 minute break from work to find some hardcore little boy porn, download it, knock a quick one out over the keyboard and then store it in a secret file.
- Stan Laurel innocently asked me how they or the security services could possibly have planted the photos on my computer especially since the download date was given.
Never the less, if Detective Laurel doesn’t know how shit like that could possibly be planted on a computer then he certainly doesn’t deserve to be in the CID.
However, for the benefit of those who don’t know how they can and do, the following is a screenshot of a very quick Google search that I did.
Very easily done and common to boot then Detective Cunstable Laurel.
Not convinced? Try this then:
It’s easy to put damning materials on someone’s computer or mobile phone. You can do it at your leisure and don’t even need the sleight of hand required to put drugs in someone’s pocket. There now almost always seems to be illegal content on hard drives seized by the Bill. Source
Now, as incredible as it may seem, in one way, the dozy twats have messed up good and proper by planting the hard core images of young boys on my computer. You see, anyone who knows me personally – which is pretty much everyone around where I live, being as I have spent 20 years as one of those rare breeds known as a tattoo artist – will never believe it.
Indeed, up until I started writing for a living, I was known to be for want of a better word: A womaniser.
Moreover, having brought my Stacey up totally on my own, ever since she was a 6 month old baby, I have had an untold number of little boys and girls come for ‘sleepovers’, play-days and birthday parties with Stacey over the years – never once having been so much as accused by her friends of inappropriate behavior.
I mean, I expose these sick fuckers for a living, not join in their practices. However, I have now cottoned on to why they planted sick photos of little boys rather than little girls or even underage teen girls, which would have been a lot more credible than little boys.
Never the less, I will return to that reason shortly and for now carry on with the police interview.
Now, unsurprisingly Stan Laurel didn’t spend nearly half as much time questioning me about these sick photos as he did the earlier legal photos of the little girls. Moreover, Detective Oliver Hardy by now had virtually nothing to say to me, and I genuinely believe that he wanted no part of this stitch up.
Never the less, clean cut Laurel persisted by showing me some Manga photos that they had supposedly found on my computers although I had never seen them before… Do you get that? Manga photos!
However, for anyone who doesn’t know, here is an example of a Manga photo:
And I am not even joking.
Course, the bent bastards needed some other photos on the computers in order to give the little boy child porn credibility.
Never the less, from that surreal part of the interview we moved on to the final section which involved “prohibited” photos rather than “indecent” photos i.e. photos of Bestiality.
Now, I have to tell you that this section made no sense to me whatsoever. You see, as far as I can gather, the sick photos that they showed me, which included women getting fucked by horses and women giving dogs blow jobs, were not actually on my computer… Least that is what I think he said.
At this point, Detective Hardy explained that sometimes images can get downloaded whilst downloading other things???
Never the less, I have never seen these photos in my life, although I have seen various photos of bestiality over the years – fuck me who hasn’t?
Furthermore, I will admit to sleeping with Benton most nights.
And no, that is not a staged photo, both me and Benton were sound asleep when Stacey took the photo.
No doubt I will have the RSPCA round now!
Never the less, although I do not personally find these sick photos of animals and humans having sex anywhere near as offensive as child porn, the act still repulses me and in no way gets me going whatsoever.
Moreover, these photos that I am still confused as to whether the bent bastards said they were on the computer or whether they were saying that they were not, were apparently downloaded in June 2011.
Now, in truth I am not even sure that I had the computer in 2011, which is of course a whole two years prior to any evidence gathering that the bent bastards were supposed to be looking for.
Indeed, ever since I first got the second hand computer – which was given to me free of charge by my very good friend Adam who works for a major computer company based at Canary Wharf – an untold number of people have had access to it, including at least half a dozen of my ex-girlfriends, 4 of my children and a couple of their partners, An untold number of Stacey’s friends and boyfriends, an untold number of my friends and even on occasion a number of customers whilst they have been waiting for tattoos.
And whilst I would hate to think that any of my nearest and dearest would be inclined to spend an evening sat watching some old sort give an Alsatian a nosh, I fail to see how the bent bastards can possibly pin that rap on me, especially since I am still in the dark as to whether or not they were on the computer or if I even had the bleedin’ thing in June 2011.
Mind you, if I hadn’t taken ownership of the computer by June 2011, I am positive that Adam had told me that the hard-drive had been wiped before he handed it over although I have no doubts whatsoever that Adam would not have downloaded the images either – in fact I am absolutely positive that he would be as appalled by such photos as I am.
Anyway, the interview ended with Detective Hardy stating – rather helpfully – that as far as I was concerned, the photos that I had held my hands up to, such as the Led Zepplin album cover and the Brooke shields bath photo shoot were done so for the purposes of detecting or solving crime… Which indeed they were, despite the images not being illegal.
I was then bailed – with no conditions – until the 19 of November, the same date that I am bailed to for the bollox harassment charge and offered a lift home – something that I wasn’t offered on the 30th of July.
Strange that the alleged offence only mentions “a prohibited photo of a child”, which to me means one photo of one child, “posses indecent photograph / pseudo photograph of a child”, which to me suggests one painted photograph of one child, whilst the rest relates to the animals that were, or were not on my computer since June 2011.
In fact the whole episode from kicking my door down to me being back home, was 6 hours maximum which was in stark contrast to the nigh on nineteen hours start to finish of my arrest from the 30th of July.
Moreover, given the nature of the charge it is very strange that the old bill have not used the episode to discredit me in the press:
“Mr Spivey was unavailable for comment”??? They never fucking asked me for a comment. And its the 19th of November not the 9th… Amateurs
Never the less, you would have thought that the old bill would have taken great delight in announcing that I had been arrested on child porn charges wouldn’t you? Could it be that they didn’t because they know that its bollocks?
Indeed, my tech guy Wolfie knows exactly how easy it is to plant anything on someones computer including a fake date. He also knows how easy it is to detect something that has been planted and indeed, I will exercise my right to have the hard drive independently checked by an expert that I nominate, because I know that I am not responsible for the little boy child porn and I am just as sure that no one I know is responsible either.
But then again, the object of putting the little boy child porn on the computer was never about charging me with the crime. I first realised that fact when Detective Laurel took great delight in telling me that the social services would be round “first thing in the morning and it is in my best interest to co-operate with them”.
Now, not withstanding the fact that it is only 2 weeks ago that the Social Services declined to investigate further the fabricated, malicious allegations made by the 4 thug monkeys on the 30th of July, once they knew that I intended to film the visiting social worker – they have now created a real opportunity to snatch Clayton, because after finding little boy child porn, ‘I am now obviously a danger to little boys‘.
And can you imagine what the perverted arsewipes would do to my little warrior if he went into care… Indeed it makes me shudder to think about it.
In the event, Detective Laurel was wrong because the Social Services didn’t come on the morning after, or at all that day as a matter of fact. They did however come at 4PM wednesday afternoon.
However, before I tell you about that visit, I need to rewind to 6AM on the morning after my arrest.
You see, fortunately there are still some good social workers left in the profession who have morals and integrity – not many, but some never the less.
And luckily for me one of them just so happens to be my friend, Harriet, a registered social worker with Barkingside Council.
Harriet, who is married to my ex-wife’s first cousin came round here at 6 AM three days ago to calm Stacey down, who is obviously frantic with worry. Harriet then had a look around the place and declared it absolutely fine, and she has seen Clayton and declared him absolutely fine too.
She has known me a long time and is also fully aware of what goes on within the social services and knows that child porn is the last thing that I am into.
Never the less, at 4 PM on wednesday, the Social Worker, Nicole Miles (the one I sent packing a few weeks ago) and her ‘assistant’, Kelsey Wicks attended as arranged and almost immediately she began with a pack of lies.
For instance when I mentioned that it was only 2 weeks ago that we had received a letter (the one shown further up this page) from her department telling us that the Social Services were taking no further action – which was good of them seeing as their investigation was started on malicious and proven false police allegations – Miles claimed that the reason for that was that they couldn’t get a policeman to accompany them… I do have the film evidence stashed safely away Nicole.
However, all you real child abusers will be relieved to hear that if the twisted SS cannot get a copper to accompany them on their visits, you will be officially left alone.
Course, the real reason that no further action was taken is because Clayton was seen by his health visitor, who knows us fairly well, dismissed the malicious police allegations as false and after seeing Clay, she told the SS that he was absolutely fine… As he also was just 3 months earlier after being seen by another Health Visitor, who carried out his 9 months assessment in our home.
I then explained to Miles that apart from the photos of little boys, which were downloaded on Firefox, which I don’t use, and put into a secret file, which I wouldn’t know how to do and since the plod never mentioned any other secret files I will assume was the only one despite me having had the computer for 3 years, all of the other photos were LEGAL – except the animal ones, which may or may not have been on the computer, and I may not have even had the computer when they were… Or weren’t as the case might be.
I then told her that the LEGAL photos of the little girls such as THE LED ZEPPELIN RECORD COVER were being used to give credibility to the hidden file of little boy photos and asked her what she thought of a police investigation that declared record covers as being illegal indecent images?
To which she incredulously replied that she “hadn’t seen the photos”!
Course, I then asked her how the fuck she could investigate then and make a potentially life changing decision when she wasn’t even in possession of the facts.
I then showed her the letter from DCI Gary Biddle (also shown further up the page), after which she looked embarrassed and asked if the plod had seen it which they obviously haven’t, and it would of course be too much to ask anyway, that they investigate anything properly… But don’t worry Nicole, its all on camera.
And not feeling the need to let her off the hook, I then asked her why, if there was any truth in the allegation whatsoever, were there no bail conditions set – as is the norm in cases of child porn, especially in regard to internet use.
I further asked her; why I had been allowed to return to my home when there is a little boy living here, especially so given that the ILLEGAL photos, in their hidden folder, downloaded – according to the date – exactly 24 hours before the police were carrying out their secretive one and a half hour search of my small living room in which time 2 computers were unplugged – one of which had not been connected to the internet for at least a week prior to the 29th – were of little boys thus making me a great danger to Clayton.
Now, I have to tell you that the correct answer to that is the plod either wouldn’t have allowed me to return, or an emergency out of hours Social Worker would have been informed and Clayton removed from the premises… I know that to be true, because that was one of the first things that Harriet had told me and Stacey.
However, our intrepid social worker Nicole Miles had a different take on the situation as to why it had taken them nearly 48 hours after my arrest to get here and totally unaware of the content of the photos to boot, when she did finally get around to visiting. She said that they would have been here earlier but “the department didn’t have a social worker available” – good job that I am not any threat to Clay whatsoever then.
And, as to her answer as to why I had no bail conditions set, well, the properly trained professional looked me squarely in the eye and point blank, lied through her back teeth: “The police can’t set bail conditions if you haven’t been charged”.
But don’t worry Ms Miles, I have it all loud & clear on film and stashed away for safe keeping. You see, all those involved in the evil attempt to shut me up are going to pay… And pay big.
Never the less, I then said to the struggling social worker; being as I have brought my daughter up with no help whatsoever, since she was a 6 month old baby – 8 months younger than Clay is now – and in the following 18 years there have been numerous little boys & girls stay round for sleepovers etc, yet there has never been so much as one accusation made against me in regard to child sex abuse… Coupled with the fact that Clayton has lived with me from day one and is now 16 months old in which time I have looked after him on my own twice a week whilst Stacey was at collage, have looked after him over night on my own, regularly bathe and change him, and above all he absolutely idolizes me, yet in that 16 months Clayton has thrived and apart from the police and their false, malicious allegations, there has been no concern expressed by any health visitors, or anyone at all for that matter, does it not follow that on the laws of probability CLAYTON IS IN NO DANGER WHATSOEVER?
Well, that is to say he is in no danger whatsoever from anyone apart from the police, the security services and the social services.
Unfortunately, Ms Miles who has obviously been set a mandate, had no credible answer… But its okay Nicole, I have it all on film.
I then invited Miles to look around the flat, filming her as we did whilst making sure to ask her in every room that we went in if everything was okay and not below standard, to which she replied to the camera that it was.
Nicole then announced that she needed to talk to the police about the photos, something that she should have done before stepping foot over my threshold… I hate incompetence, don’t you? Especially when a baby’s future is at stake and even more so when that baby is my grandson.
Never the less, Miles arranged another meeting here scheduled for yesterday (9/10/14) at 4PM.
However, she rang Stacey early yesterday morning and cancelled the visit until 4PM next Tuesday. Strange, when you consider what a serious danger I am to children, don’t cha think… Never the less, C U Next Tuesday Ms Miles.
Now, in all honest truth, I couldn’t give a flying fuck if people think that the police haven’t set me up. My conscience is clear, and I have never given a fuck what people think of me anyway… Of course there will be daft cunts with an agenda who would love nothing more than to believe the old bollocks.
Never the less, after coming home from the cop-shop I was indeed ready to jack this shit in. However, fed up as I am of all the flack that I have to take, for little reward and to the detriment of my health and social life, Clayton was still the one and only reason behind my thinking that way.
I am more like his dad than his grandad, and the little man absolutely adores me as I do him, and trust me when I say it scares the shit out of me when I think of the danger that I have to put him and Stacey in because of my quest for truth and a better life for all.
However, I am a lot calmer now, and my thinking much more rational. I won’t be quitting that is for sure. I am however going to take a couple of days off, maybe more just to relax and have some me time with my family who have been terrorized beyond belief.
Now, they are the TRUE facts and anyone who thinks that the harassment, thinly veiled threats and savage treatment heaped upon me and my family is fair enough can go and fuck themselves.
After all, I have done nothing wrong other than to tell the truth – a major crime in these dangerous times – about our corrupt, child raping government, who have the bare faced fucking cheek to criticize other countries for persecuting their dissidents.
Oh, and one more thing.
Tom Catpooo, the government paid, feces obsessed jungle junkie who is incapable of processing the most basic of facts, Sharon Zeki, the god obsessed stupid slag who can’t stand rejection and writes needy shite poetry in adoration of the paedophile Michael Jackson, Charlie Fucks, the pathetic wannabe who never will be, but does a nice line in bullshit & thinks the world owes her a living and Jane Russell, the acid tongued, hypocritical ice bitch who never did anything for anyone except slag them off – I am going to expose you all for the lying shite scumbags that you really are… Moreover, I am not going to do it with guesses, lies or distorted facts. I am going to do it with printed proof and I am going to be scathing… Oh, and I’m not finished with you yet JJ, ya fucking two faced, back stabbing, paedophile protecting cowboy.
None of you have done fuck all except slag others off and foster mistrust in the Alternative Media.
So lets see who is still standing tall at the end shall we?
Over and out.