There are many tough jobs. Few tougher than policing in broken societies or war zones. Northern Ireland was a war zone and no one should wish for such a reality to return. It was the reality faced by the people of Northern Ireland in the ‘Troubles’ of the 20th Century and during that war 14 people died when soldiers from the Parachute Regiment opened fire after having ‘lost control’ of a demonstration in Londonderry in January 1972. The case, unlike that of the Hartshead Moor bus bombing in February 1974, attracts much analysis, scrutiny, post judgement and reallocation of blame and responsibility some 47 years on. May all the dead rest in peace.
Those soldiers were trained. Imperfect boys join her Majesty’s forces, boys who grow and develop into men. Many of those men are the best of men. But most of us do not have to do the toughest jobs that one can image. The pushing of a pen over paper – or as now, the pressing of a pad on a keyboard, is the toughest of tasks that many of those who deign to sit in judgement of British soldiers have to master. Bureaucrats and lawyers criticising the actions of others in environments that they have no concept of. Righteous ignoramuses theorising over the actions and reactions of those boys and men ordered into a situation 47 years ago that was not of their making or of their creation. Some of those soldiers – those boys and men – died on the M62 in February 1974. Some of those boys and men may well be brought to the courts, to be questioned, prosecuted and persecuted by other boys, girls, men and women of the pen pusher variety many of whom will not have been born in 1972.
Without the criminal there is no need for the police. Without the terrorist, there is no need for the soldier. Martin McGuinness and Gerry Adams were given the seat at the table, the victory, the fame and fortune. Their lives funded by the taxpayers of the country they fought. McGuinness has died, yet Adams continues to walk the earth, with hands that cannot be cleaned of that blood stained permanence. Along with their murderous colleagues, holders of the Blair letters freeing them of legal consequence for their deliberate evil deed-doing they epitomise the depths to which the United Kingdom has sunk in its self-destructive trajectory. Our enemies, the terrorists and murderers of the IRA, walk free and preach to TV cameras and occupy civic positions while our front line defenders deal with their persecution.
Our politicians should hang their heads in shame. Those soldiers of the British Army are being prosecuted for actions in the field 47 years after the event is not justice. It is persecution and it must be brought to an end. That our Government is allocating funding to facilitate this persecution is scandalous. That the IRA murderers are laughing at their enemy dancing to their divisive narrative, renewing old hatreds and creating renewed divisions is stomach churning to behold.
The Government, the Conservative Party and our civil service shame us as they betray our brothers and recklessly fan the flames of conflict for selfish and treacherous political ends…
No honour, no loyalty, no patriotism, no justice. This persecution of our Veterans is an utter scandal. May the dead rest in peace. May the living live in peace.
We are led by charlatans, thieves and pen-pushers, unaccountable and weak and peace is endangered by them. Where did it all go wrong?