For many years we were unaware that our political leaders might have been guilty of concealing crimes of abuse against young boys to avoid a crisis at Westminster.
It now transpires that Cyril Smith, the gigantically-built Liberal MP weighing twenty-nine stone – who was as famous for his weight as his political views – was also apparently an abuser of boys.
He always claimed that he remained a bachelor because as a politician he was much too pre-occupied with his work to be courting women.
That was, as we’ve now discovered, a cover up for his predilection for young boys.
Although rumours were rife in his Rochdale constituency for many years, nothing was done about it. He was known to carry out perverted medical examinations of young boys in care homes and fondle them inappropriately. Police investigations were carried out then, but mysteriously died down – probably at the behest of higher authorities who were presumably trying to avoid a political scandal.
Jimmy Savile, the now discredited ‘monster’, was perhaps one of many who preyed relentlessly on children but remained a pillar of society during his lifetime. Now that the ball is rolling how many more high-profile people will come out of the woodwork and shock us out of our wits?
We could never have imagined that criminals of this heinous category could have escaped retribution for so long and were never found out until after they were effectively buried.
Let us hope that similar tragedies will not blight our society again. We owe it to the next generation to ensure that the safety of their children is of paramount importance to us, and that criminals will never be able to roam freely and not be apprehended and severely punished.
The future must mirror our legacy of having cleansed the nation once and for all of this plague.
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What’s up these days with women and their boobs?
It seems to do miracles for those who are well endowed and willing to flaunt them in front of the camera. It is a case of open sesame and opportunities will flood in.
But it appears that the more effective way of displaying them is in their natural habitat in the jungle, under a shower, and complemented by a tiny bikini which leaves very little to the imagination.
This keeps popping up every time the reality show I’m a Celebrity…Get Me Out of Here is televised.
The first time I had an eyeful was when the delectable Myleene Klass was constantly showering herself when she featured on the same show a few years back, exhibiting all her beautiful and sexy bits to viewers who could not get enough titillation from watching her.
And look how quickly she ascended the ladder of success, and became a regular presenter on our TV screens – as well as a highly paid model and a celebrity par excellence very much in demand for hosting important social events.
Now, however, the poor Helen Flanagan, mocked as an air head for following suit and displaying her most pronounced and almost falling out boobs – and a body that looks sexually rampant – is being ridiculed for her sins while enchanting the viewers with her undeniably fleshy body to make sore eyes dance in joy.
Why is she being victimised when others who have done it before with similar antics to gain attention were elevated to become sex icons, at whose altar many a worshipper languished? I think this is totally unfair that she should be pounced upon and treated in this rather dismissive manner.
At least, and to her credit, she has not gone commando as some of our most illustrious celebrities have done to solicit notice. Perhaps she comes from a background not blessed by our divisive society, who are class conscious and remain unlikely to berate one of their own kind.
Nevermind Helen, I am on your side and you can strip naked if you wish and I will applaud your courage and tenacity in the face of adversity.
In the meantime, boys with a highly active wand – lick your lips and dream of a wonderland full of showering beauties.
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I’m bewildered and shocked to the marrow at what this government is up to.
How for heaven’s sake can David Cameron, a Christian family man, embark on a crusade to legalise gay marriage against every tenet of the faith?
Is it conceivable that in reality he’s a closet heathen, masquerading as a believer in order to get the best of two worlds? Or is there a secret motive that drives him on, of which we are unaware?
Whatever his reasons his band of Etonian sages and political tacticians, such as his arrogant chancellor who never ceases to surprise, are leading him to certain disaster. It is now a case of blunder begetting blunder.
His stance on this explosive issue is not only highly emotive but is also against the grain of a Christian society where the monarch is the titular head of the church.
Are we on the verge of dispensing with the teaching of the Bible and adopting a David Cameron oracle not dissimilar to a communist manifesto designed to regiment our lives and inherent beliefs to suit the needs of the party.
As a born Roman Catholic I am totally opposed to the notion of the desecration of the institution of marriage for political expediency.
If that was to happen the prime minster’s legacy will be that of a man who lost his way completely and gave the Devil a bonanza of opportunities to cause dissension among our ranks and play havoc with an orderly society, which time and again has survived the vicissitudes of radical change destined to tear it apart.
The Tory party will as a result be crushed at the next general election if the folly of gay marriage persists, despite the rebellion of one hundred and eighteen Tory MPs who feel as strongly as many of us.
This whole shebang is uncalled for as the current legislation adequately protects the rights of gays. Therefore, there is no reason whatsoever for a change – especially by a government which is unwittingly on the path to self-mutilation with its disarray of Babylonian discord at every step of the way.
As their survival is in the balance there are more serious topics to occupy their minds than embracing a nonsensical powder keg of a legislation ready to detonate at the flick of a finger.
They will certainly hit the dust if like Julius Caesar they do not heed the Ides of March.