They're back! The Bestest Cop Force in the World. Behold, admire, and learn:
- looks like they got the work experience guy/gal/xth gender to nip down to Wickes and get the end of line £10 jig saw - except the door was already unlocked - course it was, the whole thing was a PR stunt.
Such professionalism. Note the first rozzer picks up a can or something with bare hands - so not staged at all for the lunchtime TV cameras, and it's all above board for forensics etc.
They're rattled, though - the state and their muscle/lackeys - Plod. The killing of a lovely little girl, they know they can't smooth over with the usual PR and lies. 'Liverpool 8' - Toxteth - was synonymous with crime and a certain ethnicity way back in the 80s, when I was a student there.
Little story: my car was nicked, an old Ford Escort. Rang the police to report it, at around 11 pm. At around 3/4 am, heavy banging on the front door of the student digs hovel, and two, burly, plain clothes cops, probably CID, made a huge song and dance of having collared the perp - 'we got the c**n who nicked your car'. Except, we and the other guys saw the car being driven off, and it was 3/4 white guys - scallies. I foolishly said this, just in those words, to the cops, and they were fit to do me - hit me, or charge me. They left saying I would need to attend court, for the case. Next day, went half away across the city, to the other side of the Anglican cathedral, to pick it up from a police pound. Again, surly, near 'we'll do you' attitude, and the car recovered. Never heard from them again. It had been nicked, joyridden, and then dumped - miles away - and then nicked again, by the suntanned gentleman.
- looks like they got the work experience guy/gal/xth gender to nip down to Wickes and get the end of line £10 jig saw - except the door was already unlocked - course it was, the whole thing was a PR stunt.
Such professionalism. Note the first rozzer picks up a can or something with bare hands - so not staged at all for the lunchtime TV cameras, and it's all above board for forensics etc.
They're rattled, though - the state and their muscle/lackeys - Plod. The killing of a lovely little girl, they know they can't smooth over with the usual PR and lies. 'Liverpool 8' - Toxteth - was synonymous with crime and a certain ethnicity way back in the 80s, when I was a student there.
Little story: my car was nicked, an old Ford Escort. Rang the police to report it, at around 11 pm. At around 3/4 am, heavy banging on the front door of the student digs hovel, and two, burly, plain clothes cops, probably CID, made a huge song and dance of having collared the perp - 'we got the c**n who nicked your car'. Except, we and the other guys saw the car being driven off, and it was 3/4 white guys - scallies. I foolishly said this, just in those words, to the cops, and they were fit to do me - hit me, or charge me. They left saying I would need to attend court, for the case. Next day, went half away across the city, to the other side of the Anglican cathedral, to pick it up from a police pound. Again, surly, near 'we'll do you' attitude, and the car recovered. Never heard from them again. It had been nicked, joyridden, and then dumped - miles away - and then nicked again, by the suntanned gentleman.