LITTLEJOHN

SEE no evil, hear no evil, speak no evil. Not just the motto of the Three Wise Monkeys. It’s the blueprint for official investigations into incompetence, stupidity and abuse of power. The police, social services, Jimmy Savile, you name it. Nothing to see here. Cock-up is always followed by cover-up.

When can you ever remember anyone in authority taking responsibility for anything, or falling on their sword voluntarily the moment their culpability is exposed? In fact, they will go to extraordinary lengths to distance themselves from the scene of the crime, often using public money to suppress the truth.

Even when there’s a dead baby involved, they run a mile, covering their tracks with an ocean of whitewash. Take the ghastly case of 13-month-old Poppi Worthington. A judge has ruled she must have died after being sexually assaulted by her father. He said there could be no other explanation.

But because of bungling and indifference at every level, from the initial examination by a doctor to the dereliction of police duty, Paul Worthington has thus far evaded prosecution. Nobody has been disciplined or sacked. Cumbria County Council hired lawyers in an attempt to prevent the facts being made public.

It took a determined 18-month fight by the Daily Mail and other media organisations to smash this outrageous wall of silence.

Meanwhile, Cumbria’s elected Police Commissioner remained silent on the matter until now, although three whistleblowers were arrested after a full-scale inquiry into who leaked details of his expenses to the local paper.

Finding out who supplied some embarrassing information to the Press was far more important than establishing who murdered and sexually assaulted a 13-month- old child. That’s what we’ve come to expect. Never mind shoot-to-kill, standard operating procedure is always to shoot the messenger — even when the paying public has a right to know.

Scotland Yard and the CPS have spent the past few years prosecuting (largely unsuccessfully) journalists for paying whistleblowers for information. They even dredged up an obscure, centuries-old statute dealing with ‘misconduct in a public office’ in a desperate attempt to make something stick.

But when it comes to their own bad behaviour, the guilty are never brought to book. If those police officers and other assorted officials responsible for screwing up the Poppi Worthington inquiry aren’t guilty of misconduct in a public office, then I don’t know who is.

The same goes for whoever decided to send 20 officers to ransack the home of 92-year-old war hero Lord Bramall and interview him under caution in relation to ludicrous sex abuse charges.

CONTRAST the non-investigation and subsequent cover- up of Poppi Worthington’s death with the deranged witch-hunt into allegations of ‘historic’ sex crimes. Ultimately, the buck for Bramall’s cruel persecution should stop with Met Commissioner Bernard Hyphen-Howe, a man who makes his lame, Labour- stooge to justify the Yard’s actions by predecessor Ian Blair look like Sir claiming they had a public duty to Robert Peel. But it won’t. follow the evidence — even though

Even when it was patently apparent there wasn’t any evidence, save for there wasn’t a shred of credible the word of an anonymous ‘witness’ evidence against Lord Bramall, produced out of a hat by a dubious Hyphen-Howe still didn’t have the ‘ news agency’ and the selfappointed decency to apologise. Once again, Nonce Finder General he did his famous Where’s Wally? Tom Watson. disappearing act — just as he had Translation: we were only obeying when the Met’s similarly deranged orders. Now where have we heard efforts to fit up former Home that before? Secretary Leon Brittan on similar Some might consider it unfair to charges blew up in his face. single out the police for a bucketload

This time it was his hapless sidekick of ordure, but when did that ever ‘Fat Pat’ Gallen who had to sign stop me? And for the record, I don’t a worthless, weasel letter of ‘regret’ blame the rank and file, I blame the — and only then after a sustained top brass who gave the orders. campaign from the Press and But the same could be levelled at Bramall’s well-placed supporters. all those who run what pass for

But where were the Great and the our ‘world class’ public services. Good when blameless entertainers None of them seems to be accountable such as Jimmy Tarbuck, Jim to anyone. Davidson and Paul Gambaccini The head of the Environment were being subjected to the same Agency had to resign — not because Gestapo tactics by Hyphen-Howe’s he’d presided over the worst, heavy mob? man- made flooding in living

Nowhere to be seen, that’s where. memory, but because he’d misled It was only when the Yard’s celebrity nonce squad started targeting prominent Tory politicians and a nonagenarian war hero that they woke up to this scandalous and systematic abuse of police powers of arrest, search, seizure and bail.

In the Bramall letter, Gallen tried the media about why he spent Christmas in Barbados.

If and when there’s a proper inquiry into the flooding, nobody of significance will be held to account. There will be platitudes about ‘lessons learned’ and assurances that it will never happen again. But it will. It always does.

Before Poppi Worthington, there was Baby P and Victoria Climbie, and after Poppi there will be some other unfortunate child victim of parental abuse under the noses of the relevant authorities.

But you can be sure that the buck will be passed from pillar to post and if anyone is offered up as a human sacrifice, they will leave with a parachute bag full of used notes and be ushered straight into another lucrative public sector sinecure.

These apparatchiks always take care of their own. They may look a bit like real people, but they are all from Planet Guardian.

You can spot them by the way they speak in a curious managerial gobbledegook — designed deliberately to exclude the paying public, whom they hold in contempt.

Listen to them drone on about ‘best practice’ when they are trying to defend their lax and appalling conduct. Their concept of public service is self-service, lining their pockets with fat salaries, superglue job security and goldplated pensions.

They began crawling into the woodwork about 30 years ago, in the wake of the failure of Arthur Scargill’s miners’ strike/ violent revolution. After that historic defeat, the Left realised they could never win by force, so they decided to take over the country by stealth.

Under the public sector jobs bonanza unleashed by Gordon Brown, their long march through the institutions was completed in the New Labour years.

They now control everything from the NHS and the legal system to the police and even the military. Look at the way the leaders of the Armed Forces have stood back as soldiers have been subjected to vexatious and politically motivated prosecutions for alleged ‘war crimes’.

Yet it’s always poor Tommy Atkins in the frame. When was the last time you saw Phil Shiner’s spivs accusing a general of mistreating prisoners or shooting innocent civilians?

Our new ruling class have imposed their own, warped vision of the world on a reluctant and often unsuspecting public, backed with the full force of the law intended to criminalise dissent. After they gave up on nationalised industries, they set about nationalising behaviour, in thought, speech and deed.

A few years ago, ‘racism’ — real or imagined — was all the rage. Now it’s paedophilia, historic or otherwise, which excites them.

That’s how you end up with this week’s story about a cab driver in North Yorkshire who had his licence suspended because he was suspected of child sex abuse.

HE WAS grassed up to the council by a nark who saw him giving two girls a kiss at the school gate. They were his daughters, but no one bothered to ask. In the current climate, any allegation of child abuse, however fantastic or malicious, is automatically considered to be true. I wouldn’t have thought he’ll get a proper apology, either.

The fall-out from Savile sparked a demented trawl for other celebrity sex offenders, as the police sought to over-compensate for their own negligence in not stopping him.

To be fair, some disgusting creatures such as Rolf Harris and Stuart Hall were convicted. But far too many other innocent individuals had their lives turned upside down.

Yet, while all this was going on, those who either failed to prevent, or actively facilitated, Savile’s crimes have so far escaped unscathed. Someone gave him the keys to paediatric wards or turned a blind eye as he was assaulting girls in his dressing room.

But they haven’t been the focus of any criminal investigation.

And the BBC’s inquiry, parts of which were leaked yesterday, is unlikely to pin the blame on any named individuals. Such inquiries never do. The establishment, with a capital ‘ E’ or a small ‘e’, always closes ranks.

That’s why a new investigation into Poppi Worthington’s horrible death won’t ever reveal the truth about the role of police, doctors or social workers — even if her father is put on trial for her murder.

We might just as well ask the Three Wise Monkeys to look into it.

Their concept of public service is self-service – lining their pockets with fat salaries and gold-plated pensions