Archive for December, 2009

Fallon Debunks the Fake Sheikh.

Watching Kieren Fallon being interviewed by Clare Balding on BBC1 on Sunday evening was a dramatic reminder of how much damage can be and has been done to many prominent individuals by a single rogue reporter on a Sunday tabloid.
Fallon, indisputably one of the world’s finest jockeys, was subjected in 2004 to a humiliating and harrowing attack as a result of a ‘sting’, based on subterfuge, misrepresentation and downright lies perpetrated by Mazher Mahmood, the News of the World’s notorious and utterly discredited “Investigations Editor”.
Mahmood has never let the truth or a subsequent waste of police time, court time and the public money to pay for them, get in the way of a splash on the front page of the lurid Sunday ShagRag. This was no exception.
     A string of his stories have ended with the disingenuous claim that his “dossier has been passed to the police”. And a number of those where the police – inexplicably sometimes – followed them up, arrested and remanded men in jail before bringing prosecutions which failed through the sheer inadequacy of the ‘evidence’ supplied by Mahmood, like the “Beckham Kidnap” story, and the “Red Mercury Dirty Bomb Scare”, in which three men were improperly imprisoned for two years.
    And so it proved in the case of Mahmood’s 5 page News of the World “exposé” of Kieren Fallon’s activities, headlined, “THE FIXER”.

As a result of a disturbing collaboration between the News of the World, the City of London Police (who took it on after the Met couldn’t see a case) and the Jockey Club (head of security – ex-policeman  Paul Scotney), Fallon was roped in and charged with a group of others of whom the Jockey Club had reason to be suspicious. Paul Scotney is widely on record as having expressed his almost obsessive desire to “get” Fallon. Thus Fallon had to undergo a long, gruelling trial for charges which, if provable, would have seen him in jail and his illustrious career in tatters, purely by association with some of the other parties on trial.
But as it turned out, Mahmood’s evidence against Fallon was so severely tainted by lies and manipulation of teh facts in his efforts to produce a big story, that the judge had little option but to instruct the jury to throw it out along with the somewhat shaky case produced by the Jocjey Club against the other parties.
Once the criminal trial was out of the way, Fallon was free to pursue the News of the World for the horrendous libel they had published about him. The paper settled at once and, not for the first time, Rupert Rumplechops had to watch as his inept newsmen handed out a few hundred thousand more from his coffers in damages and legal costs.

Worth Noting:
This was yet another example of bungling by former Screws editor (AND TORY HEAD SPINNER), Andy Coulson (since disgraced over the royal phone-tapping), and long-time managing editor Stuart Kuttner, sacked this year for his part in the Gordon Taylor phone-hacking debacle.

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THE CMS COMMITTEE AND THE TESTAROSSA

It’s heartening to see the Commons Committee for Culture, Media & Sport displaying a set of strong, tenacious gnashers. They have delayed publishing a report on their long-running Inquiry into Press Standards, Privacy and Libel. It was due out this month, and after all the excitement of Nick Davies’ revelations in the Guardian last July about the News of the World being sued for phone-hacking, it has been awaited with much eagerness, not least by the ShagRags at the dodgier end of our national press, who could well do without too much further inquiry into their practices.
          But the Committee were so incensed at the dissembling, some say utter bullshit offered as evidence by the senior Screws staff, and former editor Andy Coulson, that they’ve decided to call in the Boss, Rupert Rumplechops’ favourite larrikin and former Sun editor, Rebekah “TestaRossa” Brooks, from whom, I imagine, they hope to extract some real answers, even the truth. It’s quite a hope.
          It will be fun to see if she’s as adept at not telling the truth as her employees, Tom Crone (legal) Stuart Kuttner (Managing Editor for 22 years – now sacked) and Tory spinster, Andy Coulson, when they were in front of the Committee last July.
          Titfers off to the committee chairman, Conservative John Whittingdale, who must be under some pressure from Central Office not to harass Coulson and young Dave C’s other new Wapping chums.
          James Robinson in MediaGuardian says Mrs Brooks has already submitted written evidence – but it’s not on the HoC website yet. Whatever it says, it will be a work of Spinners’ Art, and well worth a read.
          And, talking of the Sun, its feeble little editor, gossip-wallah Dominic Mohan must take credit for a classic, bad taste Sun front-page headline this morning:
          Darling just screwed more people than Tiger Woods.

          I wonder whose side they’re on?
          Will Darling sue? Will Tiger?
          Evan Davies’ coy delivery of it on Radio 4’s Today was pleasingly bizarre, too.     

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Nothing will stop the Red Tops invading royal privacy

You can’t blame Prince Charles’ press secretary, Paddy Harveson for advising the Royal Family to write, through their solicitors, to the editors of Britain’s national newspapers and magazines with a request that they respect the Law, the Press Complaints Commission Editors’ Code and the privacy of the Royal Family by not sending their own photographers to Sandringham (other than for the traditional Christmas Day church shots) and by refusing to buy speculative, free-lance paparazzi shots from the army of shameless, opportunistic wannabe snappers that will surround and trespass on the family’s private grounds at Sandringham over the Christmas holiday.
          There’s not much chance of the editors complying, though.
          They’ll justify their publishing of intrusive shots with the excuse that public have a ‘right to know’, and will buy their papers if they offer shots of the hapless Kate Middleton caught like a fawn in a pair of car headlamps.
          Prince William deserves some understanding for not wanting to see a repeat of what happened to his mother. It would be heartening if the public refused to be seduced by these low appeals to their prurience, and refused to buy the papers that try it on.
         Sadly, there’s not much chance of that either.

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ANOTHER SLAP IN THE FACE FOR VILE DESMOND

We are delighted to hear that the unattractive pornster, Richard Desmond has been walloped in the wallet again, this time for allowing his flagship ShagRag, the Sunday Express libellously to slag off Earl Spencer and his 18 year old daughter. Sometimes Desmond makes even Murdoch smell fresh.
          The extent of his erudition was demonstrated a few years ago with a report by, I think, the Spectator that, standing in his south bank London office with a gathering of henchmen, while gazing through a window across the muddy shores and brown-grey expanses of the River Thames, he spied a sea-bird sitting on a log.
          ‘I wonder,’ he asked his team, ‘what that fuckin’ cormorant’s thinkin’?’
          Sadly, none of his brow-beaten staff had the temerity or wit to suggest:
          ‘He’s probably thinking he feels like a shag.’
          A bit like Desmond, no doubt.

     

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Zac identifies a Nasty Smell

It’s heartening to see that a young Tory hopeful, close to Cameron, has his priorities in order and the fact that he’s jolly rich shouldn’t, in itself, be a cause for ignoring him, and he claims – more than likely truthfully – that he does pay tax on his UK income (and, I dare say, like a lot of rich people he pays a lot in VAT on his bills in London restaurants; people forget that every time an overpaid investment banker goes on a bender, for every £1k he spends on Bollinger, £150 in VAT goes straght to HMR&C [soon to be £175] + a quid or so per bottle in duty.) And, by the way, that fat geezer in South Wales who was given $45m by the Euromillions Lottery for doing absolutely FA, hasn’t paid a sou in tax on it, and no-one – not even the Guardian – is complaining about that.
   Zac Goldsmith, like many other Conservatives, is sensitive to the nasty bogusness of Cameron cosying up to ol’ Rupert Rumplechops, Master James and the Wapping Testarossa. He’s quite right to suggest that there is something deeply malodorous in the relationship between young Dave Cameron and Ol’ Rupe’s boys, especially as this was promoted and is pushed along by the deeply tainted, chronically mendacious (or, at best, dangerously forgetful) former News of the World editor, Andy Coulson. As long as Cameron spends time with Andy and Andy’s former(?) employers, the nasty smells that still emanate from the cauldrons in the Wapping kitchen will continue to contaminate the odour of freshness he seeks to impart to the electorate. And, as has been widely noted, his standing in the polls has dropped since the Sun donned its bloodied gloves on his behalf.
   To save his credibility, he must sack Coulson, and walk away from the Sun, holding his nose and as fast as possible.

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Fake Sheikh Hits New Low

There was a time when the News of the World’s much-heralded “investigations editor”, Mazher Mahmood was creating stories that made the front page of the paper every few weeks. But over the last half dozen years, as his antics have begun to cost the paper, and the country, more and more in wasted police time, legal expenses and libel pay-outs, his name has been seen less and less and further back in the paper.
       The former glory with which editors and management, like the disgraced Stuart Kuttner and Andy Coulson, tried to endow him has been replaced by a well-earned reputation for dishonest and inaccurate reporting, incitement to crime, illegally using his employer’s funds (with their connivance) to buy class A drugs, phone hacking, invasion of privacy by the use of covert video camera, entrapment and defamation.
       But just to show he’s not quite a spent force (and because management can’t get rid of him as long has he knows where so many bodies are buried in Wapping), this week on, page 20 of the illustrious paper, he reveals the stunning news that a former employee of the later Michael Jackson is in a position to sell a tiny piece of pleated black satin that was, he assures the tireless Fake Sheikh, one of the innumerable face-masks that the late tweeny popster liked to wear to avoid direct contact with the pervasive aroma of LaLa Land and uptown LA where he was conducting rehearsals for the O2 Show that was never to be.
       It’s a feeble, easily garnered story by any standards, which, brought in by a less luminary hack, would merit no more than 100 words, with, of course, a mug shot of the late Wacko. Perhaps, one day soon, common sense, and Young Master James will prevail, when the Fake Sheikh, his sycophantic entourage of One, and all his works and pomps will be cast into the fiery furnace where they belong. And the Cats of Kensington will see justice done.

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