Name the BBC staff who let Jimmy Savile attack children and hired rebel ‘paedo’ John Peel
FOLLOWING the Jimmy Savile is a peado news, the Jimmy Savile Charitable Trust, will give the £3.7m in its coffers to “support charities that work with survivors of sexual abuse”. DJ Paul Gambaccini claimed Savile was allowed to get away with raping and sexually abusing underage girls because the Fixer threatened the ill and needy. Savile reasoned that if he were exposed the charities he worked for would suffer. So, The BBC and the newspapers kept quiet. You know, to help the kiddies.
Hands up anyone who wants the tabloids restricted and journalists licensed by the State? Lord Leveson..?
So far over 40 people have claimed they were attacked by Savile. Savile’s nephew, Guy Marsden, recalls his experiences when aged 13. He was taken to parties:
“I never saw Jimmy Savile sexually abuse any of the children, but as far as I am concerned he was part of a paedophile ring at those parties.”
What did the BBC know?
Liz MacKean has taken voluntary redundancy. MacKean and a Newsnight producer, Meirion Jones, investigated the allegations that Savile was a paedophile. The broadcast was shelved.
In 1999, Julie Burchill wrote:
There are two sorts of sacred cows, just like there’s a Whopper and a filet mignon. The first sort of cow is one that we know is sacred, but we’re – titter, snigger – covertly encouraged to attack it, both for pleasure and profit. That would be the Queen and Cliff Richard.
The second would be the Queen Mother and John Peel. Show me a filet mignon and I become a mad cow. John Peel has become ‘our’ – and, by that, I mean people who consider themselves enlightened and unburdened by tradition – Queen Mother. He needs taking out; if only in a caring way, for his own good…
When Peel died the press lauded a BBC ‘legend’ – just as the press had declared “RIP Jimmy Savile“.
The BBC describes Peel thus:
John Peel was one of Brtain’s most loved broadcasters…Peel was a true one-off. There was more to John Peel than spinning discs, curating the famous Peel Sessions and supporting bands… You may not know that he ‘did time’ in the army and he battled bullies at a posh boarding school. Glad to say he came out on top and with a healthy disregard for authority. You also may not know that he sailed the high seas as a pirate (of sorts) and was known in his day to be quite a looker, winning the mass adoration from thousands of screaming teenage Beatlemaniacs across the Atlantic. His Liverpudlian roots were to blame for that!
When the Beeb’s State-approved rebel died in 2004, the Corporation celebrated a John Peel Day. When he died, Peel was working on a show called – irony of ironies – Home Truths on Radio 4.
“He unearthed different sounds and people and made them accessible and popular… he was a genuine one off – and a warm and decent human being too.”
Back to Burchill:
Until recently, Peel banged on a lot about sex. Like many an ugly Englishman, he went to America, where that nation’s young women found a Limey accent so beguiling that they barely looked at the face it came out of: “All they wanted me to do was abuse them, sexually, which, of course, I was only too happy to do,”
Peel told the Guardian in 1975. “Girls,” he said to the Sunday Correspondent in 1989, “used to queue up outside oral sex they were particularly keen on, I remember one of my regular customers, as it were, turned out to be 13, though she looked older.”
This was the Sixties. Fleeing America after the authorities quite rightly objected to him having sex with young teenage girls, Peel was joined by his wife, Shirley, a Texan girl, who was 15 when he married her.
Photo: DJ John Peel with his OBE which he received from Jimmy Savile’s pal the Prince of Wales on behalf of The Queen during the Investiture ceremony at Buckingham Palace today Thursday 26 November, 1998.
Here’s BBC DJ Liz Kershaw to reveal more about the BBC. She is “looking forward to talking to the BBC DG (George Entwistle) about his efforts to ensure the culture has evolved and that this never happens again”.
“I would be sitting in the studio with my headphones on, my back to the studio door, live on air…Then I’d find these wandering hands up my jumper, fondling my breasts. And I couldn’t say anything. I couldn’t even exclaim because I was broadcasting to the nation. And when I complained to somebody, they were incredulous, and said, ‘What? Don’t you like it? Are you a lesbian?’ The culture at Radio 1 then was something I had never encountered before. I’ve always said it was like walking into a rugby club locker room.”
The BBC has a lot of answer for. And so does anyone else who protected Jimmy Savile.