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I have just read this story, and feel so disgusted, because I contacted Rowan Williams several times to tell him about the Secret Family Court using syndromes invented by paedophiles years ago, while he was Archbishop of Canterbury, so why why why did he not use his authority as Archbishop of Canterbury and do something about these evil goings on?

A foster mother pays tribute to the Archbishop of Canterbury's compassion


Last updated at 21:52 27 January 2007

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Liam Lucas with daughter Isabella

When the Archbishop of Canterbury supported the Catholic Church in the gay adoption row last week, many were surprised.

Dr Rowan Williams, usually considered a moderniser, was criticised by liberals for asking Tony Blair to exempt Catholic adoption agencies from Government regulations - being introduced in April - which will force all agencies to offer children for adoption to gays.

The Guardian newspaper, in a comment piece, even suggested that the church's moral authority was 'fatally compromised'.

Now it has emerged that Dr Williams may have been influenced by his close involvement with a remarkable couple who rescued a boy brutalised by a notorious social services paedophile ring.

Horrified by the inference that the Archbishop is homophobic, the couple have spoken for the first time of their friend's 'immeasurable' help as they struggled to save a child driven to despair by abuse while in the care of the London borough of Islington.

And they described how Dr Williams even devoted an entire week's prayers for Liam, the terribly damaged boy they went on to foster.

Liam Lucas was just one of the children abused by predatory paedophiles who took advantage of far-Left Islington Council's childcare policies in the Eighties and Nineties, when it pro-actively recruited gay social workers.

Paedophiles exploited its well-intentioned commitment to equal opportunities and soon most of Islington's 12 children's homes had child molesters on the staff who cynically pretended to be ordinary homosexuals. Numerous children and other staff made allegations of abuse, but were branded homophobes and ignored.

Liam - now 29, in a permanent relationship and the proud father of year-old Isabella - was even falsely classified as gay by Islington social services, which decided he should be fostered only by single men.

Quaker couple Brian Cairns, 57, and his wife Kate, 56 - who became friends with the future Archbishop when they were students together - fought to foster him instead. The horrors Liam later disclosed eventually helped end a 20-year regime of appalling abuse.

A lengthy investigation by The Mail on Sunday's sister paper, the London Evening Standard, resulted in government-ordered inquiries, but at least 26 members of Islington social services staff, despite being accused of grave offences, were simply allowed to resign, often with glowing references.

Mr and Mrs Cairns and their foster son Liam were so concerned by the 'rigidity' of the current debate about adoption and equal opportunities for gays, and the invisibility of children's needs, that they have decided to go public.

The Church of England's own adoption agency already allows gay adoptions, and it is thought the Archbishop's support for the Catholic Church's exemption plea mainly reflects the importance he places on freedom of conscience and thought.

Mrs Cairns is herself a leading socialwork academic, author and trainer. "I am not anti gay, any more than is Rowan Williams,' she said.

"I have a close relative who is gay, and I am emphatically not opposed to gay adoption. I am, however, deeply concerned by the bullying, intolerant nature of the present attacks on people with religious or other concerns about it.

"It feels horribly familiar and I fear that rigid thinking about equal opportunities may again blind people to paedophiles who claim to be gay, when all they really want is access to vulnerable children.

"On radio and TV this week I have repeatedly heard politicians insist that every adoption agency, whatever its religious beliefs about the best home for children, must offer gay people "equality of access to all goods and services".

"My blood has run cold every time I have heard that. Children in care are not goods or services, chattels to be claimed or shared. They have, however, often been treated like that, as Liam's appalling experiences show.

"Rowan Williams is a deeply spiritual and humble man, he would never dream of telling anyone how he helped us. But he did - immeasurably."

Liam himself said: "There's a lot about my childhood I can't remember. There's a lot I can remember and wish I couldn't. The best I can say about it is that it's over, and that I learned a lot, that will probably make me a better person in the end."

He was in and out of Islington's care from the age of two, and witnessed his birth mother suffer domestic violence and descend into drug addiction. When he was nine she died of a heroin overdose.

The distraught, vulnerable boy was initially fostered by a motherly woman who asked to keep him. But the council instead sent him, from age five to 11, to a 'therapeutic' boarding school, New Barns in Gloucestershire. This was later closed following a child abuse and pornography scandal.

During school holidays he was fostered by a man later imprisoned for abusing another child in his care. When Liam was nine, Islington placed him in its children's home in Grosvenor Avenue, run by two single males. Both were eventually accused of abuse but escaped investigation by moving to Thailand.

Last year, Thai police charged the deputy head, Nick Rabet, 57, with serious sexual offences against 30 Thai boys, the youngest six years old. He escaped trial by killing himself.

Liam initially liked Rabet, a 'big kid' who pretended he was a sheriff and even wore a sheriff's badge. The unqualified social worker owned a Sussex manor house, which he had turned into a children's activity centre, with quad bikes, pinball machines and horses. He took Liam there at weekends.

Liam was abused by a friend of Rabet's, a senior social services colleague. It is believed he backed the council's decision to find the boy a gay foster father.

Mr and Mrs Cairns spotted Islington's advertisement in 1990 in a fostering magazine.

Mrs Cairns was haunted by the then 13-year-old boy's photo, and the council's claim that he was 'suitable for a single man'.

She said: "I instinctively felt that the ad was aimed at paedophiles."

Mrs Cairns and her husband, also a senior figure in social services, already had three children but immediately applied to foster Liam.

"Islington insisted Liam wouldn't settle in a family because they had decided he was gay,' she said. "I said, "So what? Don't gay people have families?" Besides, he was still a child - how could they be sure?'

Mrs Cairns believes children in care who genuinely identify as gay can particularly benefit from gay carers, but she mistrusts adults deciding children's sexuality for them. Former Islington senior social worker Liz Davies, who blew the whistle on the abuse scandal, said: "Other Islington children were also falsely classed as gay at a very young age."

A rebel Islington social worker defied his bosses and supported Mr and Mrs Cairns' fostering bid after Liam begged him: "I just want a family, I just want to be normal."

Mrs Cairns said: "He arrived and looked around and said, "Please, please don't send me back."'

She recalls that when he first joined the family at their Gloucestershire home, 'he had this shy, placatory smile. But it was belied by his eyes - it hurt me to look at him.

"You thought, My God, who left you with terrors like this? He had nightmares every night. He would wake screaming then pretend to me that he was just woken by a cough. He was so ashamed of his fear and trying so hard to be brave and pretend he was fine. It was heartbreaking. I'd sit up til he slept again. This went on for months."

Eventually, he disclosed abuse at both the home and at boarding school. But his sympathetic social worker, and Liam's files, simply vanished and nothing was done.

Mrs Cairns found the vice-chairman of the school governors, Peter Righton, former Director of Education at the National Institute for Social Work, had for years openly advocated sex with boys in care.

"Righton and I had sat together on the body which regulated social work training. I researched everything he had published and I felt sick. I was devastated by the betrayal of trust, and social work's naivety.

"He got away with this, and influenced social workers to this day, because they feared seeming "homophobic" by challenging him."

It prompted Mrs Cairns to begin confiding secretly with Scotland Yard.

The impasse ended in 1991, when police discovered Rabet's Sussex children's centre was partly financed by convicted child pornographers and that he was part of a ring of wealthy, well-connected paedophiles.

Police also discovered that Righton was a founder member of the notorious Paedophile Information Exchange, which campaigned for the age of consent to be reduced to four.

In 1992, Righton was convicted of importing child pornography from Holland. Later, two teachers at New Barns were convicted of sexual abuse, five others tried, and the school was abruptly closed.

Islington admitted 32 'gross errors' in its treatment of Liam, and paid him £5,000 compensation.

His principal abuser quit Britain for a Third World country and is believed to have adopted a boy there.

Liam had a breakdown in 1994 after the ordeal of giving evidence at the trial of New Barns staff.

He became angry, took to drugs and drink, was violent and smashed things. "My descent into crime was sudden and violent and frightened me as much as everybody else,' he admitted.

Liam tried to hang himself and even attempted to strangle Mrs Cairns. She said: "He was wild-eyed and kept saying, "What do you mean, you love me? What does that mean?"

"He couldn't trust anyone, he was a child broken by grief and betrayal. It broke my heart but I had to report him to the police for our own safety."

Liam was sectioned to a mental hospital and later ended up for nine months, at just 17, in a secure jail. Mr and Mrs Cairns, feeling desperate, exhausted and lost, con-fided in their friend Rowan Williams, whose help they described as 'solid and generous'.

"He was deeply moved by Liam's sufferings and he didn't just calm us and provide advice, he offered to make Liam's recovery the focus of his prayers on his annual retreat.

"He is a deeply spiritual man but humble and reticent. He would never, ever volunteer this, but in 1995 he went on a pilgrimage to the shrine of Our Lady of Walsingham in Norfolk, fasted and devoted his week's prayers to Liam's healing."

Liam, who had no idea he was being prayed for so intensely, blamed Mr and Mrs Cairns for his incarceration and no longer kept touch. "But on the last day of Rowan's pilgrimage, at 5am, Liam woke suddenly and, he says, "just knew he had to write to Mum and Dad". He started to get better then,' said Mrs Cairns.

Liam remembers: "I didn't appreciate my foster family. I was too eaten up with bad memories of being a child and of being in care to appreciate what I had, but when I lost them I learned how much they mattered to me. I never thought before that I could trust anyone, or learn to love or be loved. But I did."

Although it was a long journey back to health, and the adult stability he has today, he took responsibility for his own behaviour.

Liam has never re-offended and today teaches social workers about the needs of children. Next month he will contribute to a TV programme for teachers on the same theme.

He considers thorough checks on carers essential. Islington dispensed with all but the most basic checks on self-declared gay staff in order to help them counter 'discrimination'. It meant they were not obliged to provide evidence of childcare experience, qualifications or professional references.

Many now fear such minimal checks will also be made on gay would-be adopters, for fear of prosecution for discrimination.

Mrs Cairns said: "Gay adoptions can work extremely well, but we need sensitively to match the right child to the right carer.

"Liam, for example, was genuinely terrified of men, and he wanted a mum. An abused girl might feel safest with a single woman, or a lesbian.

"We must be utterly rigorous in assessing everyone who wants to care for children, whether heterosexual or gay, male or female - remember Rose West.

"We cannot be less vigilant because an adult says they are from an oppressed group and their feelings should be protected. Child protection matters far more."

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Zoompad said...

"He was deeply moved by Liam's sufferings and he didn't just calm us and provide advice, he offered to make Liam's recovery the focus of his prayers on his annual retreat.

"He is a deeply spiritual man but humble and reticent. He would never, ever volunteer this, but in 1995 he went on a pilgrimage to the shrine of Our Lady of Walsingham in Norfolk, fasted and devoted his week's prayers to Liam's healing."

Zoompad said...


Ex Chief Constable Julie Spence

"Thanks Julie"

British police ran Operation Arundel which was to grow into Operation Ore and later to Operation Radium, Arundel was a cleanup of the pop music scene, many of those who became early DJs were there to sexually exploit teenagers, in almost every case boys at teen discos and later from care homes.

Chris Dennning, Joe Meek, Allan "fluff" Freeman, Jonathan King, Bill Goldsmith, Jimmy Saville, Brian Epstein and other heterophobics were complicit in enticing boys into sex acts and to parties where they were given drinks and drugs then molested, some boys were still at school and some were the androgynous scooter riding teenage lads on motor scooters called Mods, which the DJs called " nancy boys".

Websites such as Vigilant Citizen and Illuminati News show how depraved the pop music scene is with Madona, Lady Ga Ga, Marilyn Manson, Boy George etc.

Operation Ore explored this sordid interest into new realms including politics, especially Peter Mandelson and Tony Blairs New Labour, so damaging was this shaping to be for the New labour cabinet that Blair used the D Notice system to sweep it all under the secrecy carpet, for the final sweep in Operation Radium we owe a big debt of thanks to ex-Chief Constable of Cambridge Julie Spence who ignored political correctness to close 119 migrant brothels in the Cambs, Lincs and the Norfolk areas, releasing women and boys from the awfully sordid lifestyle.

The Russian mafia is extremely active in the general area and imports in youngsters who are forced into prostitution and sometimes killed.

Because the Queens estate is at nearby Sandringham Norfolk, the Royal protection officers had some input and I am grateful for some of the info given here and from Scalleywag magazine, the underground student newspaper Rsouls, and workers at News International which as they said "should really be in the public domain" plus London social workers who spoke out along with a retired police doctor who was seriously hassled by a Gay pressure group.

So while all 3 operations were loosely intertwined, one thread ran through them all, the care homes scandal which has always gone on and is nothing new, and is often related to freemasonry/occult/black magic sacrifice.

Edward Paisnell "the beast of Jersey "was the Satanist who terrorised boys into keeping quiet about what was being done to them over many years at the Haut De la Garenne children’s home, children were tortured, sexually abused and at times killed, the only time this stopped according to Christian News reporter Michael Newman was when the Germans ruled the Island in W W II where any homosexual acts would be punished severely, and word was perpetrators would be hung in the market square.

Literally hundreds of mainly boys go missing from care homes each year and many "snuff" movies bought at boot fairs are said to be made of various ritual sacrificial slayings.

Zoompad said...

The passage in Leviticus 53:2-5 then God said; : "take your only son Isaac, whom you love and go to the region of Moriah, sacrifice him there as a burnt offering on one of the mountains” that the Jews of the Old Testament did sacrifice children there can be no doubt as confirmed by Rabbi Teitelbaum and many others.

The huge numbers of children going missing each year in the UK and never found, suggest just how big this problem is.

William Mcgrath was housemaster at Kincora boys home and was in the same huge sex ring as Ex-Prime Minister Edward Heath, Edward Paisnell, Nicholas Rabet, Sydney Cooke, Neil Hocquart, Tom Driberg ,Sir Anthony Blunt and grand masonic master Sir Knox Cunningham, Blunts close freind.

Neil Hocquart who blackmailed old single men to make him beneficiary in their wills, died mysteriously during investigations and from him police found Walter Clack also known as William Clack and Wallace Crake who had massive files of childporn who also died before justice could be served, Clack had links to the Jersey care home and to Islington care homes and to bigwigs in the Evangelical church in Norfolk, Clack had lived in Cambridgeshire and had known Anthony Blunt in the fifties.

Special Branch has photographs of boys bound and gagged in the back of a van off to a "party"on the Isle of Wight, the photos were said to be taken in the 1990s, no one was ever charged for these offences, but child killer Fred West did say that several missing kids would be found there.

Zoompad said...

Labour party operative Tom Driberg was a member of several rings, his British MI5 file was numbered as 2573 and was listed as a PF or "personal file " he was alleged to have partaken in child sacrifices with Aleister Crowley, his file was later changed to a PP file and these came under Victor Fergusons section GI, both were intel informers.

Dr.Alexander Cannon at the Colnet Hatch Hospital treated many in public office for disturbed sexualities long before the Maudesly Hospital took over with experts like Ruth Sieffert and Joyce Mcdougal.

Documents presented in the Operation Arundel's court case against DJ. Jonathan King, were that he invited back boys from the Walton Hop club, and would also drive round in his Rolls Royce outside schools enticing boys into the car to help him with a pop quiz, he had a secret 'fantasy room', a large rectangular suite in his Bayswater mansion bedecked in lush black leather sofas, large swastika flags hung ceremoniously from ceiling to floor, although Jewish he had commissioned elaborate faked photo blow-ups of himself in SS uniform, shaking hands with Hitler, he also screened 16mm projections of Nazi films which seemed to excite him.

When the Police found his 'seduction' kit bag that the kids described, at his home with the porn etc. he used to seduce the boys inside his car and boys told of being blindfolded and the perpetrator would then spit in their mouths, to condition them for oral sex, and before being sodomised they were told they were "going to the moon" boys who tried to explain what happened to them then said " they were taken to the moon" to the disbelief of investigating police officers, at the time no one understood Jonathan Kings record " everyones gone to the moon" until this aspect was explained.

Zoompad said...

Boys were told if they mentioned to anyone what had happened the police it would be told they had taken drugs and would be in serious trouble, so the boys in the main kept quiet, one report shown to me said these DJs were regular visitors to the 12 London care homes and boys taken out were known as "the sweety boys" as they always came back with sweets.

Margaret Hodge (Oppenheimer ) was the children’s minister who was accused of hiding up the child abuse scandal, she was alleged to be close freinds with Tony Blair, Peter Mandelson and Jonathan King.

That the illuminati abuse children is so well known that this seventies song by Manfred Mann seems to highlight it, the actual words are written below.

Zoompad said...

T Stokes

Blinded by the light = The Illuminati are called the illumined ones.

Revved up like a deuce another runner in the night = revved up desperately waiting to score drugs from a drug runner.

Mad drummers bummers teenage diplomat = Mad drummers= drug clientele. Bummers = the bumboys who would give their bodies to gays for the drug. Teenage diplomat= bargaining, talking, dealing.

In the dumps = needing a fix.

Boulder on my shoulder = chip on shoulder before fix.

Sneezin & Wheezin = sniffing coke etc. before crashing to the ground.

Silicone sister= well built girl. Manager = pimp.

Turn you on to something strong= harder drugs.

Needing a ride ? = sex.

Curly-Wurly= Rolls Royce

Go cart Mozart- musican DJ safe outide - safe to smuggle kids away.

Song:blinded by the light
artist:manfred mann
Blinded by the light,
revved up like a deuce,
another runner in the night
chorus sung 3 times

Madman drummers, bummers, Indians in the summer with a teenage diplomat
In the dumps with the mumps as the adolescent pumps his way into his hat
With a boulder on my shoulder, feelin' kinda older, I tripped the merry-go-round
With this very unpleasin', sneezin' and wheezin, the calliope crashed to the ground

The calliope crashed to the ground

But she was blinded by the light,
revved up like a deuce,
another runner in the night

chorus again 3 times
Some silicone sister with a manager mister told me I got what it takes
She said "I'll turn you on sonny to something strong, play the song with the funky break"
And go-cart Mozart was checkin' out the weather chart to see if it was safe outside
And little Early-Pearly came by in his curly-wurly and asked me if I needed a ride

Asked me if I needed a ride

But she was blinded by the light,
revved up like a deuce,
another runner in the night

Blinded by the light
She got down but she never got tired
She's gonna make it to the night
She's gonna make it through the night

But mama, that's where the fun is

But mama, that's where the fun is

Mama always told me not to look into the eye's of the sun
But mama, that's where the fun is

Some brimstone baritone anticyclone rolling stone preacher from the east
Says, "Dethrone the dictaphone, hit it in it's funny bone, that's where they expect it least"
And some new-mown chaperone was standin' in the corner, watching the young girls dance
And some fresh-sown moonstone was messin' with his frozen zone, reminding him of romance

The calliope crashed to the ground

But she was blinded by the light,
revved up like a deuce,
another runner in the night

Blinded by the light,
revved up like a deuce,
another runner in the night

(Madman drummers bummers, Indians in the summer with a teenage diplomat
In the dumps with the mumps as the adolescent pumps his way into his hat)

chorus again here

(With a boulder on my shoulder, feelin' kinda older, I tripped the merry-go-round
With this very unpleasin', sneezin' and wheezin, the calliope crashed to the ground)

Blinded by the light,
revved up like a deuce,
another runner in the night

Blinded by the light,
revved up like a deuce,
another runner in the night

(Now Scott with a slingshot finially found a tender spot and throws his lover in the sand
And some bloodshot forget-me-not said daddy's within earshot save the buckshot, turn up the band)

Blinded by the light,
revved up like a deuce,
another runner in the night

Blinded by the light,
revved up like a deuce,
another runner in the night

(Some silicone sister with a manager mister told me I got what it takes
She said "I'll turn you on sonny to something strong")

She got down but she never got tired.
She's gonna make it through the night.

Manfred Mann - Blinded by the Light

Zoompad said...

Reposted from this site:

Zoompad said...

20 January 2003Printer-friendly versionEmail a friend
I was a teenage Walton Hopper
Was the Walton Hop really a paedophile’s paradise? Ex-Hopper Mick Hume in The Times (London).

by Mick Hume

The world now knows the Walton Hop as, in the words of one tabloid headline, the 'disco of sordid shame'. The pop impresario Jonathan King, now serving a seven-year sentence for sex offences against teenage boys, was said to have picked up victims there in the 1970s and 80s.

Now, as part of the same investigation centred on the Walton Hop, Surrey Police have arrested the TV presenter Matthew Kelly and the former Bay City Rollers manager Tam Paton over what police called 'historic' allegations of underage sex. Both have been released on bail and have issued denials. Other celebrities are rumoured to be under investigation for what they might have got up to at the Hop 30 years ago.

This Walton Hop sounds a terrible place - a sleazy paedophiles' playpen dressed up as a disco, where boys and girls were 'groomed' for sexual abuse. Strange thing is, that's not how some of us remember it.

Zoompad said...

From the late 1950s until 1990, the Hop was held every Tuesday, Friday and Saturday night at a small theatre called the Playhouse in the Surrey backwater of Walton-on-Thames. On Saturdays, during its mid-Seventies heyday, what seemed like the entire teenage population of the little town where I grew up would board the bus to Walton and join the queue.

Aged about 15, I could not wait to finish my Saturday job humping sacks of potatoes at a greengrocer's, and rush home to put on my white Brutus bags (they were a type of trousers, by the way), two-tone wedges (shoes) and imitation Crombie (a coat). In Seventies suburban Surrey, the Hop - I went there between 1974 and 1975 - was the most exciting place on our dull little planet: a disco for teenagers with no teacher or vicar patrolling the dancefloor. The Hop had been 'Britain's first disco', and every night the first record played was still the Fifties classic At the Hop by Danny and the Juniors. At the sound of its piano intro, little gangs of second-generation Teddy boys would appear from nowhere to bop and jive. Then the flashing stage lights would go up, revealing the Hop's greatest claim to Seventies cool: two black DJs, at twin turntables, telling us in mock transatlantic accents to 'hold on to those doooor tick-ets' (for the raffle) and that we were going 'right through till 12 o'clock'. Wild.

Those DJs were a pretty radical breakthrough at a time when racism in Surrey was not so much accepted as obligatory. They won the crowd over ('These two are all right, it's the rest of 'em') by playing, amid all the usual pappy pop, rare American soul imports. And an age before karaoke, there were the Hop's miming contests, for which kids would get up on stage and mouth along to anything from Elvis to the Three Degrees. The winner was usually Jimmy Pursey, later the lead singer of Sham 69.

Contrary to its media image today, for most of us the Hop was a fairly innocent place. It was not licensed to sell alcohol, and nobody we knew smoked dope or dropped pills. If you were lucky you might get a surreptitious pint of light and bitter in a nearby pub garden.

Despite a dancefloor packed with hormone-driven kids, sex was almost as scarce as drugs. On top of the usual teenage awkwardness, boys had the problem of trying to pick up girls who were wearing a tartan cloth cap or tam-o'-shanter, at least three tartan scarves, a denim jacket covered in badges declaring 'I love Les/Woody', hoisted-up, tartan-trimmed jeans and Dr Marten boots. This was the uniform of the Bay City Rollers fan, as teenage Britain toiled under the tyranny that was 'Rollermania'.

Zoompad said...

One Saturday night, when our gang was, as usual, standing around at the front trying to look like little hard men, three real-life Bay City Rollers walked on stage. Within seconds we were trampled by screaming hordes of tartan teens in a latter-day Charge of the Clans. An hour later, as a small group of us walked away, grumbling about the 'Bay Shitty Wankers', an American station wagon pulled up. 'Can we give you a lift, boys?'

asked one of the men inside, directing his question at Bruce Payne, the striking blond star of local school plays who went on to be a Hollywood actor. No thanks, said Bruce, we're all right. We were young lads and it was raining hard. But we weren't that bloody wet.

This brings us to the retrospective shockhorror headlines about a homosexual Mafia preying on kids at the Hop. Thirty years ago everybody there knew that a backstage scene involving older gay men existed. The owner, Deniz Corday, was an unmistakably camp queen who collected famous friends and young men around his flat and in the wings of the Playhouse. A mate of mine called Roger, an aggressively heterosexual young man who became the first of my friends to lose his virginity, was hired by Corday to run errands around the Hop. I can still see his pained face when Deniz shouted at him, in front of a cackling crowd: 'Roger, go down town and get me some Vaseline!' It was apparently required for a DIY plumbing repair.

Zoompad said...

Corday himself - 'a silly, fluffy man' as Jimmy Pursey puts it - always seemed harmless enough. It was well known that those teenagers to whom he took a shine were invited backstage to sit around with such 'stars' as Jonathan King, sipping whisky in their Coke. What might have happened after that, we could only have guessed - if we could have been bothered to. It was clear, however, that the lads involved were not bullied into having a drink or a ride in a big car. Nor could they have been left in much doubt about the preferences of Cordez's friends. The trial evidence showed that the teenagers whom King was convicted of abusing (whom he had not met at the Hop) all visited him or went off with him again afterwards, some several times. None of them told him 'No' or 'Stop'.

I suppose it is possible to see how even a geek like King could pass as glamorous to some in that swamp of Surrey banality. As for the rest of us, we knew something about that scene, but it didn't affect our night out. We didn't care. We just avoided the hangers-on in the wings, and got on with standing about on the dancefloor.

This was not because we held any liberal views on gay rights. In that pre-Punk moment, the morality of Surrey youth had not changed much since the time when Teds ruled the earth. The only reason we were not 'homophobic' was because we had never heard the word. To be 'queer' was just about the worst thing imaginable. Anything that strayed from the narrow norm - hair length, clothes, whatever - was a suspect sign of homosexuality.

We preferred our perversions straight - at least two of the local hard lads ended up with convictions for public flashing. But however backward attitudes may have been, we did not suffer the obsession with sexual abuse that seems to grip these more enlightened times. We did not believe there were paedophiles around every corner, and we did not care what a few old queens and their little friends got up to. We thought we could look after ourselves.

Nor did our parents believe that adolescents were delicate flowers to be protected like toddlers. Nobody's daddy collected them from the Hop, although it was miles to walk home if you missed the last bus. Whatever its other problems, Seventies society seemed to take a more robust attitude to its children. There was not the same morbid fascination with finding abuse and underage sex that seems to afflict so many today. And there was not the same notion that a bad experience - such as, say, accepting a lift home from the wrong man - must ruin the rest of your life.

Don't misunderstand me: I have no sympathy for sleazebags like Jonathan King. The specific allegations against him concerning the Walton Hop were never put to the jury. But it would be hard for anybody seriously to argue that King is an innocent man.

However, the King case and the ongoing police investigations raise some troubling questions. Most importantly - why now? Why did it take the accusers 30 years to tell the police? And why has it become such a priority to investigate old incidents that nobody complained of or tried to cover up, if they actually happened?

That must have less to do with the events of the 1970s than with the culture of the early twenty-first century. In some ways our more liberal, relaxed times appear more uptight and paranoid. We are obsessed with seeing abuse everywhere, and searching morbidly for the roots of present problems buried in our past - sometimes so deeply that we didn't even realise they were there.

Then again, maybe I am just looking back at the 70s through those rose-tinted spectacles. We all know that time can alter the way we view events. I certainly would not want to see anybody sent to jail solely on the strength of my version of who may have done what to whom, where and when, all those years ago.

This article is republished from The Times (London)

Zoompad said...


Zoompad said...

I instinctivly didnt like the Bay Shitty Rollers, and was bullied at school for my inability to like any of their muzac. I just didn't like it, didn't like them, didn't like the hype about them, could not understand the screaming of other girls over them. I never understood why girls screamed at pop stars, I liked the Beatles but why go to a concert then spend all the time screaming, instead of hearing the actual concert?

Then I worried I was weird for not thinking the same as everyone else, thats what teenage girls are supposed to do, isn't it? But I didn't understand it at all, I do now though.

Anonymous said...

Yes, these pop concerts I think were a form of mind control, you were never part of that, couldnt be controlled so you were singled out for abuse.

I think, but we shall see.

I sincerely hope the police do leave you alone, they know that any victimisation will be reported quickly, they tried it with me and didn't succeed very well.

The police would love to know all our identities, to keep us all safe and to ensure the flow of info we must all remain hidden.

Your right about the Freemasons, although they are beginning to wind their necks in as now SOCA are on the case, they are scared of being discovered, it's all coming out now, the cover ups, the lies, the espionage connection, as a victim of abuse I'm angry and understand this, I will never stop, never feel fear, never back down from making sure the real truth is told because god is with us, he looks over us, I'm not scared anymore, not even of any death they offer me.

We are survivors and we didn't ask to be abused, to be victimised and marginalised but seeing as we have been, then we will continue telling the truth.

A friend

Zoompad said...

It isn't "Plod" that is persecuting me - I'm not trying to be disrespectful or anything like that calling them Plod, just shorthand for ordinary police that are just trying to do the job they think they are being paid to do, which is to keep law and order in the country.

The ones pulling the strings are lawless and immoral, they like to set the police onto people who expose them, to cover up the horrible crimes they are committing themselves, its one of their favourite tricks.

The "elite" have turned to satanic worship, and thats what is at the very heart of what is wrong. David E Gardner warned about this in his book "The Trumpet Sounds For Britain", that he wrote in the 70s, he warned about satanism at Oxford, and many of the rulers of the UK go to Oxford.

Zoompad said...

Lord McAlpine wrote a horrible book that basically says that kindness and goodness are weaknesses that people should scorn, and the book encourages other people to be crafty and selfish.

I don't like censorship of books as a rule, but that particular book should either be banned, or else it should be read out in churches all over the country and wept over, that the advisor of a Prime Minister of this country could have written such an evil book, that a Prime Minister of this country could have chosen such a wicked advisor, that the people of this country could have been so blinded to have chosen such a Prime Minister.

Zoompad said...

A Prime Minister and a Monarch should be a shining example to the people of the country they rule over.

They should be wise, virtuous, clean living, faithful, hard working dutiful people.

They should also be followers of the Lord Jesus Christ - it is in the Coronation Oath that the Monarch is to uphold the PROTESTANT faith - we never were meant to worship the "Divine Female" - Mary the mother of God - she was a human being same as the rest of us, she just happened to be chosen to bear God personified in her womb, she said so herself!

Satan has done a great job creating mayhem and confusion in this country, and we have let him, by letting satanists take over by stealth.

Rowan Williams had absolutly no right to allow the Pope to sit in the place of honour and absolute authority in this country. Why Elizabeth Windsor didnt make a fuss about that one I can't imagine, she should have thrown the mother of all paddies about that!!!!!

Zoompad said...

"Yes, these pop concerts I think were a form of mind control, you were never part of that"

Oh yes I was! I was brainwashed in a different sort of way though.

I got into the prog rock scene instead, I used to sing along with lyrics I didnt understand. When I started to wake up to the truth in 1984 I started to realise what I had been singing and was horrified. I overreacted and threw most of my records away.

I try only to sing along with records whose lyrics I agree with these days, but I do love music, it vibrates in my whole being when I listen to music. Music can inspire you, for good and bad purposes, and the satanists know that very well!

Anonymous said...

all those who suport the lessening of childrens rights are heterophobic and should hang their head in shame
BTW why when jimmy saville interfered with so many little boys has this been swept under the carpet ?

Anonymous said...

i am just disgusted with the church for alowing in all these homosexuals
the old joke about choirboys being fair game was never truer than when poofs were allowed in
i wont enter a church again

Anonymous said...

if the archbishop cared just one jot he would have cleared out all the homosexuals from the church.
my mother and grandmother changed their wills and stopped going to church after it came out that choirboys had been repeatedly sodomised by preists

Anonymous said...

crikey i remember the walton hop, it was full of poofs, we used to joke about it, only the stupid believed the stories of coming to parties where pop stars were, i know several boys did and i felt sorry for them, but they should not have believed the poofs, we never did

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Anonymous said...

if rowan williams had an ounce of decency he would have opposed homosexual adoption.
when the children were not being listened to at esther rantzen many went to the church and people like rowan williams knew what was going on and did nothing about it
the man is a disgrace

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