A Scary Kind Of Love

IT is a lucky break. Having foiled the alleged plot to blow up ten airliners, the Mirror reports that the “teenage girlfriend” of one of the suspects is blonde.

This means her picture must appear on the front of the paper (it does). It’s a far more inviting proposition for readers tired to shots of swarthy, wire-haired men.

This blonde is called Faith Wall. She is just 17. And she says that when she heard Muslim convert Donald Stewart-Whyte had been arrested in connection with the alleged plot she “was shaking and crying. I kept saying ‘They must have made a mistake.”

That remains to be seen. But for now the paper tells us more about the woman with “MY LOVE FOR TERROR SUSPECT”. And before we go on we should say that Faith no longer dates Donald. They couple split when she found out he had been seeing another girl behind her back.

Donald then converted to Islam, changing his name to Abdul Waheed and marrying a Muslim girl.

And now Faith tells us about the man she knew. He was very romantic”. He bought her roses and sent her cards.

He wrote her poems. The Mirror reproduces one. It goes: “…Take life seriously/ And live well not die young as I will/ If I follow this path/ This lonely/ dark/ off-road path.”

It doesn’t rhyme – Faith never said he was good at writing poems. But “he was very cheeky”. He was “very nice”. And “you felt you cold trust him”. And that’s better than “Faith, your love is better than an eighth…of hash” – the Sun says Donald was once hooked on dope.

And sure he had a temper. But a spell at anger–management classes revealed him to be just a “typically middle-class, anti-establishment teenager”.

There was nothing to worry about. Donald was what passes for normal. And if you doubt us, you can ask his blonde lover…

Posted: 14th, August 2006 | In: Tabloids Comment | TrackBack | Permalink