
London Bombs: Looking For Heroes And Not Giving In
“LONDON’S worst ever bomb carnage was foiled yesterday — thanks to a drunken reveller, a hero cop and a car clamper.”
So says the Sun in “SAVED”. And before it talks of the plot to kill “hundreds of girls” (it was ladies night at Tiger Tiger Club) and “thousands of people” (Express) it asks: “Were you the man treated by paramedics or do you know him? Do you know the paramedics who responded to a call at Tiger, Tiger? Or do you know the quick thinking bobby who grabbed the mobile phone from the car?”
And what of the clampers who removed a second vehicle primed to explode from a West End street and hauled it to a car pound near Hyde Park, an hour after a traffic warden had ticketed it?
The Sun needs a hero. And thanks to London’s draconian parking laws and alcoholism it might get some.
But will the biggest hero of all be the drunk, for whom paramedics were called? The paramedics who spotted petrol vapour inside the silvery green Merc and contacted the police? The policeman who removed from the first car a mobile phone trigger attached to a detonator?
Of course, we will get to know all of their names, providing, of course, the drunk can remember who his is. We will honour the emergency services and the tabloids will hand the heroes a gold-coloured metal heart on a string.
But they didn’t do it for recognition. The paramedics and policemen did it because they were able. Celebrity is not everyone’s ambition.
Heroes & Villains
Of course, it is simpler to focus on the heroes than the villains, the “FANATICS [who] tried to bring Baghdad-style carnage to London yesterday with two car bombs primed to kill hundreds” (Mirror).
They are harder to find. Or are they? The Mirror says: “Disturbingly, Scotland Yard and MI5 have admitted they had no intelligence warning of potential car bomb attack in the UK.”
But it concedes that the security services “had been braced for some sort of terror strike to coincide with Gordon Brown’s takeover as PM”.
And then the biggest clue of all: “And the bomb attacks were celebrated on a fundamentalist Islamic website hours BEFORE the cars were found.” And the Sun says police have “crystal clear” CCTV images of the driver of the first Mercedes.
So CCTVs are good. Drinking is good. Profiteering from motorists is good. Islamic fundamentalists hellbent on killing and maiming are bad and not as bright as we fear them to be.
“DON’T LET BOMBERS BEAT US,” says the Express’s front-page headline. But how will they beat us? By what stick will victory be measured? Will they win when they’ve killed us all? Or when we give way to self preservation and allow fundamentalists to recreate al-Andalus, the Islamic kingdom in Spain of 500 years past? Or when we give burkas for all, deliver a free Iraq (in which the locals are free to kill each other without American involvement) and give deluded men respect?
Scotland Yard’s anti-terror chief Peter Clarke says “Life must go on”. And Tory MP Patrick Mercer, a security expert and former soldier, says: “Above all we must not let the bombers beat us. Our lives must be conducted as normally as possible. Anything else would be a victory for our enemies.”
Did you hear that? Don’t resign your job, sell up your London home at well below market value and flee to Greenland. Stay where you are. Don’t let the terrorists scare you.
And don’t let the tales of how they are going to do for us all and the tabloid frenzy scare you either…
Posted: 30th, June 2007 | In: Tabloids Comments (42) | Follow the Comments on our RSS feed: RSS 2.0 | TrackBack | Permalink
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July 2nd, 2007 at 2:25 pm
The one I look after is for Beagles, they are a handful, but just so affectionate, but my goodness they can bay.I also have a Cocker Spaniel kennels on my books, they work them , not into breeding , just training and working.Very lucky to be able to have both as breeding kennels always go to championship dog shows, but working dogs are the same venue , always on a different day. Canine paradise for humans!
Don’t think they are turncoats but see the keyboard monkeys are back out in force, maybe something to do with the returned wallet minus the £100? Oh i have upset them have replied ‘bollox’ to one post , it seemed appropriate…………
July 2nd, 2007 at 6:23 am
You sly dog Hecate, now where are the others hmmmm? Do you think they’ve gone over to the other side? To join the keyboard chimps who clamour for even greater donations to the Clan McCann fund?
Show yourselves, Gerry, Cabana Boy & The Nanny, prove you are not turncoats, and throw together some cocktails and tapas.
How were the kennels. Fab I suspect. When I win lotto I’m going to breed Rhodesian Ridgebacks. I think they are beautiful dogs.
July 1st, 2007 at 6:21 pm
The waitress was up in Ongar today at a kennels and enjoyed herself hugely, wish I knew where Nanny, Cabana Boy and gerry were.
No,somehow not the fiends who tried to blow up Glasgow Airport…..
perhaps Clan McCann may gather at Monaco, have you noticed how many alliterations there are?
wonder if they have a celtic tartan to their name perhaps Mc??????????
Hecate
July 1st, 2007 at 3:16 pm
Hecate, please where is the nanny, the waiter, and the cabana boy? Are they the dastardly fiends who tried to blow up the airport, just when we were about to leave for …where’s Clan McCann’s next rendezvous? The French Riviera??? The Costa Rica??? I forget, I can’t keep up, I’m only on a Lunn Poly package.
July 1st, 2007 at 2:35 pm
hey Bob ….you told me it was safe to go outside…….where you havin a laugh?..
Be Safe! Be Scared Shitless!…..
dont forget to check in the shed for any explosive chemicals…old,smelly wellies….and hardcore porn……..and definalely don’t listen to Bob!
Only joking Bob……..Anorak needs a Bob….or two.
June 30th, 2007 at 11:06 pm
See one of the twats just halfcooked himself. Who are they and why?
June 30th, 2007 at 8:17 pm
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June 30th, 2007 at 5:17 pm
Roger of the Yard. Please not to be using my name. I am incognito. A small Kreosote please.
Have it sent round to my deckchair. Aaaah - silence!
June 30th, 2007 at 4:58 pm
hey Bill….pass me my beach towel
June 30th, 2007 at 4:46 pm
two please….and what will it be for you Bill?
June 30th, 2007 at 4:42 pm
Think Hal is No1, Anon and the Waitress now are about 4 and 5, there are some others who outrage the keyboard monkeys more than I do.
Anyway shall we allow Anorak his thread back?
Am off til Monday have a morphine filled w/e
Hecate
June 30th, 2007 at 4:30 pm
from what i have been reading….you and the waiter are
Clann McCann’s….public enemy no.1…… & 2….is this true?
June 30th, 2007 at 4:22 pm
Thats disappointing thought you were ‘Nanny’ and ‘Cabana Boy’, bugger , who is???
Toodlepip, Hecate
June 30th, 2007 at 3:29 pm
Billy do you want to don your Cabana Boy disguise, some punters are in need of tapas, and I’m still hoovering
June 30th, 2007 at 3:18 pm
one undercoat or two?
June 30th, 2007 at 3:14 pm
WAG avez dit…
Je suis desolé, Billy, je t’aime (beaucoup)
June 30th, 2007 at 3:07 pm
Ahlaan Chabib ! Aleikhoum Salaam!
June 30th, 2007 at 3:05 pm
Primed to perfection! shaken not sanded! it helps put a high gloss on ones outlook dont you think sir?
Peace & Light
Roger Charlie Foxtrot III….IV….and V ….for Victor
June 30th, 2007 at 2:56 pm
Ahlaan, Billy, ‘fraid you will have to make do with a Swarfega top. Makes your hair stand up…then fall out!
June 30th, 2007 at 2:51 pm
Ok I tried the wand to get rid of the dust, but , it was pointed out to me that it was for self gain and it wouldn’t work, but , ever the optimist I keep on trying. So, I bought some Pledge thingywotsits, and you know what?they work!!
You leave my hoover alone you hoover retentively dust maker, or I’ll get cross , Hecate
June 30th, 2007 at 2:49 pm
whisky…victor….and charlie! ….sounds great Bill…..I’m coming right over……..see you under the moon in morrocco mate……make mine a pint of Absinthe……I will bring the tits.
June 30th, 2007 at 2:43 pm
Cleaning up the crime scene you cunning fox? I will have the insides of your hoover forensicly examined for traces of deadly dust. Give up…come quietly…..the games up girl….we know of your witchy ways.
Over & Out
Roger The Yard
June 30th, 2007 at 2:42 pm
Does my bomb look big in this?
Ali-khoum salaam, Roger Charlie Foxtrot - check out your terrorist tits…
June 30th, 2007 at 2:41 pm
oh goo, don’t let Harry kill it will you
June 30th, 2007 at 2:38 pm
Leave the hooverin t me an me pet pete june…you go out an enjoy yerself girl…we got you front row seat at the Spicegirls gig…cos me an me man luv yer.
June 30th, 2007 at 2:33 pm
not finsihed yet still to hoover
June 30th, 2007 at 2:28 pm
…now be a good girl…give yourself up …and come quietly…..
we know you done it.
Roger of The Yard
June 30th, 2007 at 2:23 pm
Hi June? your name under your name gave you away.
Peace & Light
Roger Charlie Foxtrot III
June 30th, 2007 at 2:20 pm
Now when was Hecate ever scared shitless?
June 30th, 2007 at 2:04 pm
how very dare you june! why o why would I upset Alan? He is so sensitive I know so i will go easy on “wag” as I affectionaley know him.
Be Safe! Be Scared Shitless!
Roger & Outed
June 30th, 2007 at 2:00 pm
Bill is busy….downing a few bottles before a beautiful morroccon sunset. I am sure he sends you all a salaam….ain’t that right Chabib Bill?