More Idiocy from the Other Side of the Pond.

Reader Doug sent me a link to the Daily Telegraph to an article informing me that now even a butter knife is considered an “offensive weapon” in Merrie Olde England.

A butter knife can be an offensive weapon, the High Court ruled yesterday.

The decision came in the rejection of an appeal by Charlie Brooker, of Welling, Kent, who had been convicted under the Criminal Justice Act of carrying a bladed instrument.

Mark Hardie, appearing for Brooker, argued that the knife had no handle, sharp edges or points and therefore could not fall foul of a law intended to protect people from dangerous weapons.

But Lord Justice Laws, sitting with Mr Justice David Steel, disagreed. He said: “I would accept that a sharp or pointed blade was the paradigm case – however the words of the statute are unqualified and refer to any article that has a blade.”

I did a quick Google search, and found a wee bit more information in The Scotsman. Excerpt:

Section 139 of the (1988 Criminal Justice) Act says any person who has an article “which has a blade or is sharply pointed” shall be guilty of an offence if they carry it in public without good reason or lawful authority.

Mr Hardie said it was important that, as the statute criminalised a person for possession alone and placed a defendant at risk of two years imprisonment, it should not be read too broadly.

The law should only be applied to blades which had a point or sharp cutting edge and were inherently dangerous.

But Lord Justice Laws, sitting with Mr Justice David Steel, disagreed.

He said: “I would certainly accept that a sharp or pointed blade was the paradigm case – however the words of the statute are unqualified and refer to any article that has a blade.”

“In my judgment we should perpetrate a very great mischief if we construed this statute so as to invite argument in case after case on whether an object is sharp or not.”

During the hearing, Mr Hardie said the law would now catch even plastic knives restaurants and cafes supplied to customers with take-away food.

The judge said they should be protected by the section of the Act which allowed such knives to be carried if there was reasonable excuse.

But don’t be caught with a plastic spork if you don’t have take-out food! What, Mr. Booker didn’t have a “reasonable excuse” to be carrying a dull butter knife? It couldn’t have been for self-protection, unless he expected his assailants to fall down laughing at it.

I swear, sometimes I’m convinced that two World Wars and emigration have thrice decimated England’s gene pool; leaving most of the leadership brainless, too much of the population spineless, and the criminals vicious.

Anybody from England Want to Weigh in on This?

This is taken, verbatim, from a SomethingAwful forum post. I find it believable, given what else I’ve read is going on over there, but I’d like some first-person commentary on it. If true, the situation is far worse than I thought it was, and if the populace ever grows a pair, there’s literally going to be some blood in the streets.

Yesterday I was in town with a friend. I did some shopping and then I got on a bus to go home. I caught on the 2A, a double-decker, and embarked on a journey that generally lasts about 30-40 minutes. It was pretty busy. I found a seat at the back of the top deck and sat down.

A couple of stops later, four girls boarded the bus and came up to the top deck. I will attempt to use my humble grasp of the written word to convey these girls’ appearance and general attitude as best as I can, but I am making no promises. It was one of those cases where you wish you could record the whole thing because otherwise the story will lack the full impact it needs when you tell it afterwards. This is quite an exciting and dramatic story, however– well, not really, but it is by my standards– so do read on.

Only British people will fully understand me when I explain that these girls could be fitted with no uncertain ease into the social group called ‘chavs’. I consider myself to be a reasonably well-travelled individual for someone of my age and nowhere other than Britain– and only within the past two or three years or so at the most– have I observed these fascinating new breed of people. I also consider myself, or used to consider myself, to be a reasonably fair-minded and unprejudiced kind of guy, which is why it pains me so greatly to feel such a pang of apprehension whenever I spot someone in a baseball cap and designer sportswear approaching me and am almost always rewarded for my hesitation to deal with them with nothing other than sincere mistrust and apprehension. To accept a chav with welcoming arms is usually to invite a fist into your mouth, which quite often happens anyway (as this story will demonstrate). I don’t have it in me to type out a detailed summary of everything that makes a chav a chav, but I will, for the benefit of the uninitiated Americans reading this, explain that they are almost invariably ignorant, aggressive, offensive people and something I consider to be quite an alarming (and growing) social problem in the United Kingdom at the moment. For more (and even less forgiving) details, visit www.chavscum.co.uk.

The girls that got on my bus were in their very early teens– they could have been ten or eleven, even, but no older than fourteen years old. They wore expensive (stolen) sportswear, baseball caps and hoop earrings. They held mobile phones in one hand and packets of cigarettes in the other. They were all scowling. Their arrival was unmissable. They shrieked, screamed, and filled the air with expletives. They fought their way to the back of the bus and I felt my heart sink, because it is at the back of double-decker buses that these people feel most able to violate the anti-smoking laws. I sunk into my seat and read a travel brochure, and listened to them.

They were unbelievable. Unbearable. I’ve never witnessed such screaming obnoxiousness from anyone. They sat around calling each other every name under the fucking sun, rang people up on their phones and had epic domestics with them, accused one another of stealing one another’s’ boyfriends– oh, and, of course, lit up their fucking cigarettes and blew the smoke all over the fucking bus (which is a pet peeve of mine as it is, as a non-smoker). Once again I’d like to stress that I can’t fully convey how incredibly, cosmically vile these four girls were– these weren’t just eye-rollingly irritating, they were offensive, harmful, obnoxious, selfish cunts. And I don’t call people cunts a lot. (Although the girls did.)

After about five minutes of loudly entertaining themselves, they started voicing even louder opinions about the other people on the bus. One of them screamed “Eurgh! Why are there fucking foreigners on my bus?” when a black man and his baby arrived and found a seat. (Incredibly, as we were all attempting to do, he ignored them.) They started discussing someone sitting a few seats in front of me, a man with vaguely long hair, and (still very loudly) debating whether or not “it was a man or a girl”. Eventually one of them said “go up and ask it!”– and they did. They strutted up to the poor bastard’s seat and demanded to know his gender. When he said “I’m a man”, they told him to get his hair cut. This general behaviour continued for several minutes.

What I found most incredible about this situation was everyone else’s reaction to it. Everyone just stared out of the window. There was absolutely no way that any of them could have missed any of this— the girls clearly had hearing difficulties and found it necessary to communicate with one another by shrieking in one others’ faces. I debated for a long time as to whether or not I should risk trying to ask them to shut the fuck up, but couldn’t work up the courage. Eventually, however, someone else got on the bus and restored some semblance of balance to the Force– a guy in a bus company jacket.

Instead of putting their cigarettes out and shutting the hell up, they rose to the challenge. The girls and the bus company dude clearly knew each other from a previous engagement, because they approached him and said “‘Ey, you’re the fuckin’ twat who told us to stop smoking last week!”. He told them yes, and that he’d have them kicked off the bus again if they didn’t quieten down. They didn’t quieten down. They persisted in winding the guy up until finally he snapped, spun around, and started screaming at them in turn.

At this point the Drama level on this bus shot from a 6 to a 9.2. The four girls began pushing and shoving the bus company guy, who was clearly having some difficulty resisting the urge to just pick them up and throw through the window himself. The level of verbal abuse involved here beats anything, I think, I have previously witnessed in my life (and I should once again remind everyone that these girls were about twelve years old). I have experienced louder events, but only because I’ve seen Muse in concert. It was amazing to witness– and most amazing at all was the British public’s sustained ability to simply turn a blind eye and pretend it’s not happening. I watched in horror. And then one of them let off a stink bomb.

They started screaming that “everyone on the bus fuckin’ stinks”, writhing around in disgust and mock-vomiting. One of them spat on the floor and proudly exclaimed “I’ve just been sick!! I’ve just been sick!”. The bus guy looked lost for words, frozen with disbelief and horror.

I said, “Jesus Christ– if you think it stinks so bad, get off the bus!”. The bus guy said “Thanks, mate, thanks!”. The girls turned to me and started screaming at me instead. The term “a word in edgeways” came to mind; it was like being repeatedly pummelled by a giant verbal battering ram and all of its shrieking friends. One of them screamed that if I ‘said another word’ they would ‘hit me and blind me because my glasses would smash and go in my eyes’.

I said another word. One of them hit me in the face. This did not especially hurt, but, rather than shattering them, sent my glasses onto the floor. I grabbed one of them and realised there was nothing I could particularly do here without being arrested; and as I did it, they screamed “that’s assault, that’s assault!”. I don’t know where the bus company guy was at this point; I think he must have gone downstairs to get the bus driver (something he seemed to have done a few times before, although the bus hadn’t stopped). I managed to fish around and locate my glasses before one of the other fuckers did first, which would have spelled disaster for me in the long-term. I sat back down again, boiling with rage, as they circled my seat, shouting abuse and laughing like they were fucking gangsters instead of prepubescent girls. And still none of the other passengers did anything.

This led me into something of a stalemate. I was effectively trapped, as the bus was moving and wouldn’t reach another stop for a few more minutes. One of them thrust a lighter behind my head and singed my hair. I grabbed her wrist, and one of her friends stubbed her own lit cigarette out on my knuckles. This made me feel a bit like The Terminator because having a cigarette stubbed out on you does not hurt as much as you think it’s going to and thus I was able to maintain an air of preserved cool. However, the girls didn’t seem particularly impressed, so I let go of the girl’s wrist and stood up. I grabbed my bag and shoved past them. One of them attempted to block my path.

I am a 19 year-old, heavily-built male. I could have reduced the girl’s idiot skull to a broken Easter egg. I knew that if I did this I would not be given any kind of prize, despite administering a great deal of justice to the universe at large. Instead I kind of flipped out and screamed to the other people on the bus: “Will somebody fucking help me?!” This seemed to do the trick, because as everyone finally stopped pretending and turned to look, the girl seemed to lose her nerve.

As I made my way to the stairs to go to the bottom deck, I noticed my wallet had fallen on the floor. The girl who had blocked my path stamped on it; I lunged towards her and she fell backwards. I grabbed the wallet and went downstairs. As I went down the steps the girl spat on my hair.

The bus company guy was pleading with the driver to stop the bus. The man seemed terrified; not of us, but, I suppose, from what he’d been watching on the camera monitor (and choosing to ignore). We managed to persuade him to pull over and confront them. I don’t know how he managed to get them to respect any variety of authority, but he managed it, because a moment later all four of them marched downstairs. As they did so, one of them shoved at me and attempted to spit at me again (but missed this time). This caused everyone on the lower deck to gasp in horror and mumble things like “disgusting” and “atrocious behaviour”. As we pulled away, they banged and spat on the windows, and, as a final insult, managed to open the vehicle’s rear engine, meaning the driver had to pull over again a moment later to close it.

The whole experience cost me £2.60.

I have learnt two things from all this.

1) My worst fears about the social problem in Britain are confirmed. I don’t mean to get political, but there is an increasing growth in the amount of aggressive and violent crime in the United Kingdom at the moment, and that’s only one measurable facet of the problem. I also don’t mean to come across as prejudiced when I say that it’s an entirely working-class phenomenon; low-income, broken families are giving birth to this rising generation of aggressive, ignorant, cheating pricks. They’re the same people who I have to serve in my shop every week (although, thankfully, I am leaving the job very soon, having been abused, deceived, threatened and nearly stabbed too many times); and they’re the same people who spend their time punching people on buses.

2) I am increasingly convinced that the reason they are able to survive in society is because we tolerate them. An unfeeling sociopath who cannot be reasoned with has incredible power over any unprotected, reasonable individual, because the sociopath is prepared to do things that a ‘normal’ person will not. On that bus, unhelped by anyone other than the bus company guy, I was helpless; if I’d attempted to defend myself I would have been held legally responsible for assault, whereas a 12 year-old hitting a 19 year-old in the face is practically encouraged by the law. But if everyone on that bus had immediately addressed the problem and stood up to those arrogant, unfeeling cunts, then the problem would have been quashed immediately. It filled me with relief to see everyone openly damning them as they were kicked off the bus, but also enraged me to see how most people will only do it when they feel they are safe.

When I got home, I found that I had lost my house keys– they must have fallen out of my pocket too, at some point. My sister let me in.

I smelled of cigarette smoke and stink bomb gas and I had idiot DNA in my hair. I took a shower. It didn’t wash away my PAIN.

EDIT: a lot of people are questioning why I didn’t attempt kill my aggressors. This is for a few reasons.

1) I do not enjoy physical confrontation and do not believe that hitting any of these prepubescent girls would have helped matters. Similarly, I’m in the camp that says that hitting someone who hits you simply for the purposes of revenge doesn’t restore balance to the universe.

It’s not revenge, it’s DISCIPLINE.

2) It was easier and smarter simply to keep pushing them off me and try and get downstairs than actively attempting to wrestle any of them to the ground.
3) When I ‘squealed for help’, as one kind poster put it, I was not, in fact, in tears, or physically unable to move my obstacle. I was attempting to draw peoples’ blind eyes to the mess that was going on in front of them, because it was at that point that I just snapped and thought “Why is everyone allowing this to happen?”

Because that is the way the State has trained you to behave, that’s why.

At the end of the day, I basically won: I inflicted no harm on them, and got them kicked off the bus. I was 100% in the right the whole time. However, I will acknowledge that I did effectively get owned by a bunch of 12 year-old girls and agree that part of my masculinity will now be gone forever.

No sir. You lost, and so did your culture.

Sweet bleeding jeebus.

Well, at Least She Wasn’t Driven to Suicide.

Reader Chris Allen emailed me from Australia last week with a link to another sad damned story out of England. This was covered by some others, such as Lurch over at the English blog Gun Culture. Here’s the story, or at least the TimesOnline version of it:

Jailed: teacher who snapped
By Russell Jenkins

Special-needs tutor fired air pistol near ‘yobs’ whom she believed were terrorising her family

A MIDDLE-AGED teacher is starting a six-month jail sentence today because she decided to fight back against “yobs” with a pellet gun.

Linda Walker, 47, who teaches at a special school for children with behavioural problems, has been heralded as an example to other less energetic and caring teachers.

Her life and career now lie in ruins after a moment of self-confessed madness when she pursued a group of teenagers she blamed for a campaign of vandalism directed at her home and family.

During the midnight confrontation near her suburban home in Urmston, Greater Manchester, she fired up to six rounds from the gas-powered air pistol into the ground close to the feet of her antagonist. She later confessed to police officers that she had acted “like a madwoman possessed” but complained that the activities of the youths had left her at breaking point.

Mrs Walker looked apprehensive in the dock at Minshull Street Crown Court, in Manchester, as the judge told her yesterday that she would serve at least three months before being considered for release.

Her partner, John Cavanagh, 56, a lecturer at Salford College, watched from the public gallery as Mrs Walker, who has complained that the law always appears to be on the side of the “yobbos”, was led to the cells to begin her sentence.

Mrs Walker shares her home in Urmston with Mr Cavanagh and her two 17-year-old sons.

She has taught children with special needs for 25 years, rising to head of Food Technology and head of Year 11 at New Park High School, Salford, where her work has been praised by Ofsted inspectors.

Her work has also won the admiration of colleagues. Nigel Haslam, a former head teacher, said: “She was very professional and thorough. She did a tremendous amount for young people. She worked all the hours that came and provided the students with many opportunities to succeed.”

Beyond the school gates, Mrs Walker was being driven towards breaking point by groups of youths “terrorising” her neighbourhood. She logged a catalogue of complaints with officers, from abusive phone calls to thefts and vandalism.

Anonymous callers would abuse her son as a “poof”. A wing mirror of her other son’s car was broken off, the garden shed was broken into, ornaments thrown over the wall and fish stolen from her pond.

The final straw came when she noticed that a five-litre plastic container of washing up liquid was moved from the back garden and emptied over her son’s car in the driveway.

She was “fuming mad” when she rushed out of her house at night to confront a knot of teenagers 250 yards away. After an exchange of abuse she returned home to arm herself with a Walther CP88 gas-powered air pistol, which she had kept in her underwear drawer for four months since she had been burgled, and an air rifle.

She phoned the police to tell them that she was going to “shoot the f****** vandals. I’ve got an air rifle and a pistol and I’m going to shoot them.”

Mrs Walker squared up to one 18-year-old, firing off several rounds from the pistol into nearby ground. The youth, Robert McKiernan, now 19, who has a number of convictions including burglary, told her that she was a “psycho”.

She later expressed surprise when an armed response unit arrested her and not the youths. Afterwards she complained to officers: “Police are very sympathetic but the law is on the side of these criminals and yobbos and not the victims. They have all the rights.”

In evidence Mrs Walker said: “I cannot say I am sorry I challenged him (the teenager). I think I needed to do it to get rid of my anger. I know I shouldn’t have done it. I know I was loopy.”

Farrhat Arshad, for the defence, suggested that Mrs Walker had given “her lot to society”. Ms Arshad said: “The court is familiar with the acts of petty vandalism and theft that were caused to her property. Although they may appear as petty, the effects on Mrs Walker were great. She thought her family, which was supposed to be safe, was being attacked.”

Mrs Walker was found guilty of affray and possessing a firearm with intent to cause fear of violence after a week-long trial in February.

FAMILY’S DIARY OF DESPAIR

Linda Walker says that her home was targeted by vandals in the months before the shooting. There were thefts and vandalism which, the family believe, amounted to persecution:

She told police officers that she had intercepted several malicious phone calls. In one, the caller talked about one of her sons being a “poof” and threatened her. Mrs Walker believes that the youths that gather at night on the neighbourhood streets were driven by jealousy of her two sons. She said that her sons had saved up their money since they were small and were now able to afford a car and a mountain bike

During the summer holiday, while the family were staying in their caravan, the garden shed was broken into and the family’s bicycles were stolen. Bottles of alcohol were also taken and garden ornaments were thrown over the wall

Fish from the pond disappeared in a separate incident and the front door was kicked in, splitting the PVC coating

Cars parked in the driveway were damaged. Wing mirrors were smashed and a brick was thrown through a window. Mrs Walker told police: “Kids keep coming down the road to vandalise my sons’ cars because they do not have cars and are jealous. When your kids work hard for things and they get damaged you get protective.

I have had harassment and mischievous phone calls. I got a phone call calling my son a poof and asking, ‘Does he want a good bumming?’ I asked who it was and why they were doing this and he said I would get bummed as well.”

The final straw came on August 14 last year when she noticed that a five-litre plastic container had been moved from the back step and placed on the roof of her son’s car in the driveway.

She said: “They did not know whether it was brake fluid or anti-freeze and they poured it all over his car”. John Cavanagh, Mrs Walker’s partner, said: “Things have been pretty terrible at home with the vandalism going on. It has caused one or two stressful moments.”

“One or two stressful moments.” Ah, the fabled British gift for understatement.

The Times allowed its readers to comment on the case. Here’s a few choice samples:

My son was recently attacked by local yobs in a drive-by style shooting involving an air weapon. The offenders were caught and admitted the crime along with other offences. The response of Devon and Cornwall police was to confiscate the weapon and caution two of the offenders. As for the minor damage to my son’s car, to get any form of compensation would involve a private prosecution against the youths. It would seem that justice depends on where you live and not on what crime you have committed. Christopher Sweetman, Great Torrington

I was appalled by this sentence. This is the first offence committed by an otherwise valuable and upstanding member of the community who has been pushed beyond her limits. She, alongside countless others up and down the country, have to put up with years of abuse in their own home and nothing is done. Police response times to these crimes are too slow to gain evidence and so the yobs carry on without any real prospect of prosecution. I am taking my legal finals next month and I’m wondering what the point of my qualifaction will be if this is how the legal system responds to people such as Linda Walker. How can we reconcile the use of ASBOs for yobs (which still do not deprive them of their freedom) with prison for a person such as Linda Walker? Alexa Noble, Poole

Remarkably good question. Here’s one from someone upon whom his chains rest comfortably:

Walker deserves the sentence she received. She approached a group of youths who she had no evidence against, carrying firearms and discharged them. Even if she had seen these youths committing an offence at her home, her vigilante action was completely inappropriate. It is easy to have two sepearte points of view in matters like these, one point of view if you are not directly affected and one if you are, by this I mean if all the bleeding hearts who think that the sentence is unjust had been affected, e.g. it was your son or daughter she approached in a raged state you would think differently. As far as I am aware, the police investigated all the matters she had reported previously and infact arrested offenders, none of these offenders identified were the people she approached that night. Well done the police and well done the judicial system. The maximum sentence for an offence of this kind is 10 years, I think the judge on the day displayed great restraint with regard to her sentence. James Smith, Manchester

Thankfully, Mr. Smith was the only respondent who was quite this vehement about Ms. Walker’s sentence.

Wanker.

But at least Ms. Walker wasn’t driven to the point of despair that 64 year-old Martin James was. Or 77 year-old Bill Clifford. The “yobs” drove Linda Walker past the point they drove Maureen Jennings, but not that far. As Lurch put it, “Yet another good person hung out to dry by the very legal system which failed them in the first place.”

Like it failed Amelia Whale.

I Give Him Six Months Until He’s Dead or In Jail for Life.
or The British “Justice System” Strikes Again!

(Via Acidman, who put it: “A Clockwork Orange lives in England today.” Amen.)

I’ll buy houses and a flash car, says yob awarded £567,000

By Peter Zimonjic
(Filed: 20/03/2005)

A teenage criminal who received £567,000 in compensation after falling through a roof while trespassing boasted about his wealth yesterday, saying that he was looking forward to buying “a few houses and a flash car”.

Carl Murphy, 18, got the payout last week, nine years after being injured in a 40ft fall at a warehouse in Bootle docks, near Liverpool, prompting angry protests from crime victims and politicians.

In his first public interview since receiving the award, Murphy – who has convictions for robbery, burglary and assault – said that he did not care about the response.

“I deserve this money and I don’t care what anybody says about me,” he said. “I’m going to buy a big house so I have a place to live with me mum when she gets out of jail. I might buy a few houses – I’ll buy whatever I want.” He added: “The papers just call me a yob and a thug because I’ve been done for robbery and assault but those were just silly stupid little things, like.

Right! Now I’m in the big-leagues, and I can do stupid BIG things ‘cuz I can afford a flash barrister to get me off, like!

“I want to spend my money the way I want without people interfering and I want to have a prosperous future.

More like “prosperous 15 minutes.

“I want to take my mates to Liverpool games and get a flash car. This money is mine now and I’ll do what I want. I don’t care about anyone or what they have to say about it.”

Murphy received his compensation after suing the company that owned the warehouse. He claimed that if the perimeter fence had not been in disrepair he would not have been able to gain entry and suffer his injuries.

He is now partially blinded in his left eye and has 17 metal plates in his skull as a result of the fall. He also claims that the incident has caused him to suffer from behavioural problems. “It annoys me that people think I don’t deserve this money after all I’ve been through,” he said. “I’m going to spend my money on whatever I want and everyone who called me ‘Tin Head’ can go get stuffed.”

Residents of Bootle, where Murphy lives, said that they were too scared to speak publicly about the case but privately described him as the area “king yob”.

One said: “He shaves his head so we can all see the scars. He likes to walk around and play the big man.

“I’ve seen him yelling abuse at the shopkeepers, telling them how he is going to buy the shop with his compensation money and throw them out.

“He is a villain around here. Everybody knows him but no one wants to confront him. He has a big family and they all stand up for each other.”

Which is more than the State does for the other residents of the area. If they “stand up” the State would knock them down, and they know it.

In November last year, Murphy’s mother Diane and her partner Kevin Parsons, both 36, were jailed for three years for dealing in crack cocaine and heroin from their council house in Bellini Close.

Well! The Crown Prosecution Service was good for something after all!

A police spokesman said: “Diane Murphy was using the home to distribute Class A drugs which was bringing a large criminal element into the suburb.

“Residents in the area are intimidated. Crime is happening on their doorstep. People like Diane Murphy and others who sell drugs disrupt the decent people who live there.”

Police describe the area around Bellini Close as a “hotbed for anti-social behaviour, street-level crime and the distribution of Class A drugs”. Several buildings are boarded up and vandalised – and gangs of teenagers wearing shell suits and trainers walk up and down the street shouting and drinking alcohol in the early daytime. Police make regular rounds.

But don’t, apparently, stop any of this behavior.

Since Murphy’s mother was jailed, he has lived with his grandmother, Barbara Murphy, who keeps a rottweiler in her home on nearby Church Grove.

She said: “He never finished school because the teachers couldn’t control him. He was a nice boy before the accident but ever since the injuries he has been difficult to control. He needs this money. That is him for life now. What is he going to do without it?”

Kill himself. Or someone else.

She said that Murphy does not work or attend school. Neighbours say that they see him drinking in the park with friends on most evenings or hanging around a local cafe.

The payout has been condemned by charities, which point out that victims of crime receive far less under the Government’s criminal injuries compensation scheme.

The parents of James Bulger received just £7,500 following his murder, and the family of Damilola Taylor received £10,000 following his murder.

I find this somewhat… repugnant. “Sorry about your child. Here’s your cheque.”

Clive Elliott, the director of the Victims of Crime Trust, said: “All rights to compensation should cease the moment a person breaks the law, in this case trespassing.

“Wrongdoers think they are beyond the law – and in this case they have shown they can become quite well off by breaking it.”

A nine year-old goes and trespasses, climbs around on the roof of a warehouse, falls and damned near kills himself – but it’s somebody else’s fault. Yes, I imagine it is. Like his mother’s fault. You know, the mother that’s in jail right now? Sheesh.

Boy, it’s a Good Thing They Have All Those Weapon Restrictions In England.

This is London reports that a gang of vandals (more than slightly resembling their Vandal namesakes) ran through a commuter train smashing windows.

Passengers fled in terror as a gang charged through London commuter trains smashing more than 100 windows.

The vandals, believed to have been armed with iron bars, wrecked so many carriages that morning peak services were disrupted due to a shortage of stock.

When they finished with one train they boarded another and continued their spree.

Northfleet station in Kent was also attacked. Damage to equipment was so severe that part of it remained shut today. A spokeswoman for South Eastern Trains (SET) said: “This was just wanton destruction for the sake of it.”

Iron bars, eh?

And what stopped the vandals from deciding that smashing skulls would be more fun?

Oh, right – their “better natures.”

It obviously wasn’t fear of police intervention. Or an armed citizenry.

Another “Compare and Contrast”

From England:

Drink thieves stab grocer to death
By Oliver Poole
(Filed: 23/12/2004)

A shopkeeper was killed for two bottles of spirits after he tackled thieves who were trying to rob his grocery store.

Mahmut Fahri, 59, had pepper spray directed into his eyes and was stabbed in the chest in Bounds Green, north London, after he confronted two men as they attempted to grab the bottles from behind the counter.

Despite being mortally wounded and unable to see properly, he chased his attackers down the street armed with a walking stick before collapsing at a minicab office.

A trail of blood on the pavement marked his pursuit.

Mr Fahri, a Turkish Cypriot, who had owned the business for more than 15 years, died three hours later at North Middlesex Hospital.

Wayne Denton, 30, a minicab driver at Cavendish Radio Cars, said: “I was in the office and heard a bang on the door. I opened it and there he was.

“I don’t think he realised he was stabbed because the excruciating pain was coming from his eyes.

“He said, `My eyes, my eyes. I’ve been attacked’. His face was orangey-brown where he had been sprayed.

“But then I began to see the blood pouring down him. It was running down his legs. He opened his jacket and I could see a patch of blood on his jumper.

“He was shaking and I could see he was in a lot of pain but he could walk. We went back into his shop to get some cloth to wipe his eyes and he started rubbing them.

“I called the police and the ambulance. He had drinks and cigarettes behind the counter, and all of that had been disturbed by the robbers.

His wife came after that and she was absolutely hysterical at seeing so much blood on the floor and seeing her husband so severely injured.

“His son and daughter were there as well and he was still conscious but he realised he was in serious trouble.

“They put him into an ambulance on a stretcher and had an oxygen mask on him. That was the last I saw of him.”

Locals said the area around Whittington Road, in which the shop is located, was a renowned place for drug addicts and alcoholics to congregate. It was not the first time problems with thieves had occurred at the store.

Mr Fahri had joined the local Neighbourhood Watch group after telling customers that he was concerned about safety. He had bought an Alsatian dog for protection but it died three months ago.

Nathaniel Peter, 22, a regular customer, said: “He was a very community-minded person and was very respected by a lot of people. Sometimes I used to go into the shop without any money and he would just tell me to pay later.

“He was only 5ft 5in but he would have put up a fight if someone was trying to steal as he was a man of principle.”

Mr Fahri had two grown-up children and four grandchildren and was known as a passionate Manchester United fan. He lived with his wife, Pembre, a mile from his shop in Riverway, Palmers Green.

The family was too distressed to comment.

Around 20 floral tributes had been placed outside the store. One, from Mr Fahri’s two children and their families, read: “In loving memory of Dad.” Another said: “To our uncle, remembering you with all our heart.”

Police said they were searching for two men, one aged around 35 and the other in his 20s, of Asian or Turkish appearance. Both had been wearing dark clothing at the time of the attack.

An investigating officer said Mr Fahri saw them lurking in a corner of his shop, the Albion grocery store, at 9.15pm on Tuesday and confronted them when the older one reached for the bottles.

“It seems to have happened very quickly,” he said. “The guy went to get the bottles and then stabbed him.”

Both men are believed to have got away with the alcohol they had taken.

From the U.S.:

Clerk Shoots Knife-Wielding Robber

Milwaukee – Neighbors of Ayesh Food Market on Hampton Avenue and 19th Place say nearly everyone in the area knows and likes the owner, and police say even a man who came in to rob the store knew him.

“He was armed with a four inch steak knife,” said Lt. Steven Spingola of the Milwaukee Police Department. “He originally confronted the owner of the store, who was standing in an aisle, and demanded money.”

When a 23-year-old cashier saw the owner in trouble, police say he grabbed the store’s revolver and jumped out from behind the counter. That’s when police say the suspect started chasing the cashier.

“He was pursued up the aisle by the suspect, and he was cornered near the meat counter at the south end of the store. He then fired his weapon in self-defense,” said Lt. Spingola.

While one bullet went through the glass, police say three bullets went into the suspect, killing him. Officers say the store’s gun is a legally owned weapon.

“It’s completely legal. It’s their right to do that. The police can’t be everywhere at one time,” said Lt. Spingola.

Regular customers were glad to hear no one else was hurt, especially the owners.
“These are good guys. They treat you right,” said Henry Blount.

“The owner was in the far aisle shielding a customer from the suspect,” said Lt. Spingola.

Police say the suspect appeared to be in his 30s.

Police say they don’t expect any charges to be filed in this case.

Edited to ad: My most sincere apologies. I forgot to credit Zendo Deb for the second story link.

Compare and Contrast

I just heard on Paul Harvey’s afternoon news this report:

Intruder dies after scuffle with 79-year-old man during break-in

SARASOTA – A man died this morning after breaking into the home of an elderly woman and fighting with her 79-year-old brother, who had a gun.

The intruder, George T. Jackson, wasn’t shot, but was knocked in the head with butt of the weapon, police said.

Police said Jackson, 24, broke in through the bedroom window at the 24th Street home of Henrietta McCormick, 82, at about 2 a.m. today.

She called 911 and her brother, Julian Scott, 79, grabbed a gun to confront the burglar. That’s when a struggle for the gun broke out. A shot was fired into the ceiling.

Soon after, Scott hit the man in the head with the butt of the gun and held him down until police arrived.

Police described Jackson as conscious, but incoherent. He was brought to Sarasota Memorial Hospital, where he died about four hours later. While he was still alive, sheriff’s deputies accused him of residential burglary and possession of cocaine and marijuana.

The Sheriff’s Office and the state medical examiner’s office are conducting investigations to confirm the cause of death.

In searching for a link to the story I also found this one:

Homeowner, 80, Kills Suspected Burglar
Charges Not Expected

POSTED: 10:34 am CST December 21, 2004
UPDATED: 12:42 pm CST December 21, 2004

HOUSTON — An 80-year-old homeowner shot and killed a suspected burglar in his north Houston house early Tuesday, officials told Local 2.

Investigators said a 19-year-old man broke into the home in the 500 block of Turney Drive at the North Freeway at about 1:30 a.m. and went into the homeowner’s bedroom, where he was sleeping.

The resident asked the intruder to back away, but he did not, according to officials, so the homeowner shot him once in the stomach.

“When I shot him, he screamed and knocked the screen door completely out,” said the victim, who did not want to be identified.

The World War II veteran said he felt like it was “kill or be killed.”

“I don’t feel good about it, but I had no choice. He should have got out. He would have been alive today,” the victim told Local 2.

The suspected burglar, Robert Hinojosa, died a short time later at Ben Taub Hospital.

The homeowner, who has lived in the subdivision for 57 years, encourages others to protect their property.

“Stand up for their rights. That’s the most important thing. Don’t let nobody get on you just because of your age. Show them you’re just as good as a younger man,” he said.

The case will be referred to a Harris County grand jury, but charges are not expected.

And I found this one:

Tulsa Homeowner Shoots And Kills Intruder

TULSA, Okla. (AP) — A 51-year-old Tulsa homeowner shot and killed a 16-year-old burglar who entered his home.

Sergeant Tim Bracken says Tulsa Police received a call about 11:20 Saturday evening from a home in the 6700 block of East 26th Place.

The homeowner — Robert Spencer — was asleep in bed when he was awakened by the sound of glass breaking. Bracken says Spencer then saw a shadow come into his bedroom, so he fired one shot which struck the juvenile in the cheek.

The boy then ran outside the home and collapsed in the back yard where he was later pronounced dead.

The juvenile was identified as 16-year-old Billy Joe Hardridge of Tulsa.

The homeowner wasn’t arrested.

Bracken says the case will be presented to the district attorney for review.

However, he says it is unlikely any charges would be filed against Spencer.

And this one:

Store owner in nightgown shoots, kills burglary suspect

COSBY, Tenn. Sevier County authorities say a store owner, dressed in her nightgown, confronted an intruder at her market and fatally shot him.

The sheriff didn’t release the market owner’s name, but says she was alerted to a break-in by the alarm company yesterday. Her home is next door to the store.

The police report says the woman took a 12-guage(sic) shotgun into the store and confronted the alleged burglar, whom she found crouching behind the cash register. She ordered him to leave the store and wait outside for police.

The store owner told police the man acted in a threatening manner and appeared to have something in his hand when he came out.

The suspect, identified as Arthur Lee Fleming of Dandridge, died several hours later at University of Tennessee Medical Center.

“Stand up for (your) rights. That’s the most important thing. Don’t let nobody get on you just because of your age. Show them you’re just as good as a younger man.”

True, if you’re armed. Questionable, if the State disarms you.

Compare and contrast with England where doing what these people did would be considered “excessive force” because:

“The law,” explains Harry Potter, the barrister who, with Charles Bott, would defend Osborn, “does not require the intention to kill for a prosecution for murder to succeed. All that is required is an intention to cause serious bodily harm. That intention can be fleeting and momentary. But if it is there in any form at all for just a second – that is, if the blow you struck was deliberate rather than accidental – you can be guilty of murder and spend the rest of your life in prison.

“Moreover,” Mr Potter continues, “while self-defence is a complete defence to a charge of murder, the Court of Appeal has ruled that if the force you use is not judged to have been reasonable – if a jury, that is, decides it was disproportionate – then you are guilty of murder. A conviction for murder automatically triggers the mandatory life sentence. There are no exceptions.”

I’d say that in each and every case listed above there was “an intention to cause serious bodily harm.” Pointing a gun at someone and deliberately pulling the trigger would seem to meet that definition.

The difference is, here in the States that’s considered (at least in most jurisdictions) “Standing up for your rights.” It used to be considered that in England, too.

England: A Nation Run OVERRUN by Gun-Fearing Wussies

Sweet bleedin’ jeebus.

‘Gun photo’ candidate suspended

A Conservative Parliamentary candidate has been suspended after he was pictured on the internet with a range of guns, rifles and a hunting knife.

An inquiry is now to be held into why Robert Oulds, the prospective MP for Slough in Berkshire, appeared with the weapons in the camera phone images.

A party spokesman said: “We take this matter extremely seriously.

“We have suspended Mr Oulds from the list of candidates, and as candidate for Slough, with immediate effect.”

‘All licensed’

A national newspaper reported that there were 11 images of Mr Oulds, 28, a councillor in Chiswick, west London, with the weaponry.

The weapons included an AK 47 assault rifle and a shotgun.

Mr Oulds told The Sun: “Those photos were taken at the home of a member of the Conservative association.

“I went round to this friend’s house and he is a member of a licensed gun club and he showed me his firearms and that is it.

“They are all licensed and all legal. They are not mine.”

I believe that in Texas what Mr. Oulds did was a requirement for people running for office. And the hopeful has to own a few, too.

If there’s an AK in that group, it’s not “licensed and legal” unless the gas system’s been disabled to convert it to fire like a bolt-action.

Damn, it’s sad that the nation that spawned this one has fallen so freaking far, and seems to fall farther every day. Whatever happened to the “rifle in every cottage” attitude?

The London Sunday Telegraph Hasn’t Given Up Yet

Here is today’s entry into the Telegraph‘s efforts to alter the law to allow home defenders to use lethal force in defense of themselves and their property:

DPP: We must be able to fight off burglars
By John Steele, Home Affairs Correspondent, and George Jones
(Filed: 09/12/2004)

The right of home-owners to act in self-defence was backed by the Director of Public Prosecutions yesterday. He said people wanted to feel safe in their homes.

Well DUH!

In an exclusive interview with The Telegraph, Ken Macdonald, who is responsible for nearly 3,000 prosecuting lawyers in the Crown Prosecution Service in England and Wales, said that many burglaries took place when people were at home.

Like over half?

Prosecutors must recognise that householders who injured or killed in confrontations with intruders acted instinctively and in fear – and it was the fault of burglars that the owner felt frightened.

Tell that to the prosecutor that brought charges against Brett Osborne.

“If people do not feel safe in their homes, we are all in a very serious situation,” Mr Macdonald said.

“You should feel safe everywhere but you really should feel safe in your own home.”

He made his attempt to reassure the public that prosecutors were on the side of the home-owner, not the burglar, as Tony Blair publicly backed the call for greater self-defence powers for householders.

During heated exchanges in the Commons with Michael Howard, the Conservative leader, the Prime Minister abandoned the Government’s previous stance that a change in the law was not necessary.

Challenged to support a private member’s Bill introduced by a Tory MP to ensure that householders would not face prosecution unless they used “grossly disproportionate” force in self-defence, Mr Blair acknowledged there was public concern over recent violent attacks by burglars.

Pardon me, but who gets to determine what’s “grossly disproportionate”? Tim Lambert indicates that Brett Osborne stabbed Wayne Halling in the back. So? If lethal force is justified, what difference does the entry wound angle matter? Does that make it “grossly disproportionate”? Apparently so. So it would appear to me that the proposed new law is, in effect, no different from the existing law.

One fact seems clear: Parliament isn’t going to pass a “Make My Day” law, but Patrick Mercer, author of the current legislation says Osborne would not have been prosecuted under his bill.

Let me settle that issue now. The term “not grossly disproportionate” will allow home owners a much greater degree of latitude in tackling burglars. They will be able to do whatever they think is necessary to defend themselves when confronted by an intruder. What they will not be entitled to do is chase a burglar down the street and plunge a knife into his back once he is off their property. My Bill is not a licence to commit murder – it is not an English version of the Oklahoma law that indemnifies home-owners from prosecution no matter what they do to an intruder.

Under my Bill, the farmer Tony Martin would still have broken the law – for he shot Fred Barras, one of the two burglars who entered his house, in the back as he was running away. Martin’s use of force was grossly disproportionate. If he had injured or even killed Barras in a struggle to repel him and his partner-in-crime while they were in his home, then Martin’s actions would – under my Bill – have been perfectly legal.

Earlier this year, The Sunday Telegraph highlighted the case of Brett Osborn, who is now in prison because he defended himself against an intruder. Under my legislation, there would be no question of prosecuting a man such as Osborn. He stabbed a blood-covered, drug-crazed intruder who forced his way into a house to molest one of the women staying with him. Mr Osborn confronted and fought with the intruder and in the struggle stabbed him with a kitchen knife.

Osborn is serving a five-year sentence for manslaughter. One of the issues that led to the decision to prosecute him for murder was that he failed to “warn the intruder that he had a knife and might stab him with it if he did not desist”.

This is preposterous – but it is the kind of thing that happens under the present law. Cases such as Osborn’s give the lie to the claim, made so often by government law officers, that “no one has been unjustly convicted” under the existing legislation. Many more people have had to endure the stress and strain of having a prosecution hanging over their heads for months – only for the judge to dismiss the case as “manifestly absurd” once it comes to court. Those people do not end up in prison but they do suffer the protracted torture of the legal process.

Under my Bill, no one will be prosecuted for taking the kind of action Osborn took. We will frame the Bill’s language very carefully to ensure that result.

Pardon me if I take that with a grain of salt. Anyway, continuing with the original Telegraph piece:

He said the Government was looking at whether the law needed to be clarified “so that we send a clear signal to people that we are on the side of the victim not the offender.

I think it’s more than fair to say that, thus far, that signal has been clear as mud.

“Mr Macdonald said it was for Parliament, not the Crown Prosecution Service, to decide whether the law on self-defence against intruders should be changed.

He challenged the public perception that homeowners were being taken to court for tackling burglars. The CPS knew of few such prosecutions beyond the case of Tony Martin, the Norfolk farmer who was jailed for shooting dead a 16-year-old burglar.

But those few have received a LOT of press.

“There have been cases in which burglars have been stabbed or shot and we have not prosecuted,” he said.

And those cases have received very little press. So the public has been convinced that acting in one’s own defense is legally risky, and so have the burglars.

But Mr Macdonald acknowledged that the right of self-defence was a legitimate concern, as so many burglaries took place when people were at home.

He cited the case of a couple who were upstairs in their bedroom, with their children in the next room, when they heard a noise downstairs and were worried that the intruder might be armed.

“Let’s suppose he turns out not to be armed,” Mr Macdonald said. “That does not matter. It is what the householder believes.

“If you put yourself in that individual’s position, that is what we as prosecutors ask ourselves. What is excessive in that situation?

“What could be more frightening than going downstairs and finding some man in a balaclava in your kitchen?”

Mr Macdonald said it was the right of a person to use legal force to defend himself, or another person, to defend property or to prevent crime.

Note that: “LEGAL” force, not “LETHAL” force.

The law recognised that people who were being attacked were frightened and it needed to recognise that people who were being attacked could not judge precisely their response

“When people are frightened, they behave in ways they would not behave if they were not. Frankly, it is the burglar’s fault that the person is frightened.

“We are not saying that if someone is burgling your house, you had better stop and think really hard, because the law does not expect that and we are not calling for that.” Mr Macdonald said the police had to conduct an investigation when they arrived at premises and found a body.

But, as a prosecutor, he would look for clear evidence of “very excessive force” before considering a prosecution.

But, unstated, is the idea that lethal force is, by definition, “very excessive.”

“If it is not excessive, it is reasonable,” he said. Chasing an intruder down the street, for example, and stabbing him could not fall into the category of self-defence.

Now when did the citizen lose his power to apprehend a criminal fleeing from the scene of a crime? When did that become the exclusive power of the Police? When was Sir Robert Peel’s Seventh Principle invalidated?

Police, at all times, should maintain a relationship with the public that gives reality to the historic tradition that the police are the public and the public are the police; the police being only members of the public who are paid to give full-time attention to duties which are incumbent on every citizen in the interests of community welfare and existence.

Isn’t capture of a fleeing criminal a net societal good? Is that not a duty incumbent on the citizen? And if that fleeing criminal resists arrest, and dies in that resistance, why is that not a case of self-defense? Tim Lambert provided some pages from a law text a while back that stated:

So where a policeman shot dead a man who was unarmed and had already surrendered he was still entitled to claim his action was in self-defence if he honestly believed this to be the situation. The test is whether his action was reasonable in the situation as he perceived it, rather than it actually was.

It appears, then, that there is a double-standard for police and for regular citizens. (Aside from the fact that regular citizens are pretty much prohibited from using firearms in self defense.)

Mr Blair’s clash with Mr Howard over the need to give householders greater rights of self-defence occurred during Prime Minister’s Questions.

Mr Blair said the Government would now consult chief police officers, the Crown Prosecution Service and the Attorney General on whether the law should be changed.

He said he shared the “general comments” of Sir John Stevens, the outgoing Metropolitan Police commissioner, who told The Telegraph that householders should be able to use whatever force was necessary to defend their homes.

“I understand the concern on this issue,” Mr Blair said. “So if we get the right response back from those people, then of course we will support a change in the law.”
The Government has put law and order and the fight against terrorism at the heart of its legislative programme for what is expected to be the last session of Parliament before the election.

But Mr Blair is worried that the Tories have exposed Labour’s flank by demanding greater rights for householder protection.

Sir John welcomed Mr Blair’s backing of a review of householders’ rights to tackle burglars.

He said last night that the law needed to be changed. Since the Martin case, people had found it difficult to know what they could do.

“I have not come out with this comment off the top of my head. It is as a result of listening to what people say.”

Tim Lambert has finally weighed in on the topic, calling the Telegraph‘s campaign “cynical and dishonest.” Color me surprised. The funny part?

The truly disgraceful thing about their scare campaign is that it could convince people that self-defence is unlawful and frighten them out of defending themselves against an attacker, resulting in injury or even death of a crime victim. I am disgusted.

Note to Tim: They’re already so convinced. They’re already dying. And it’s you who will not recognize this fact, and I’m disgusted by that.

Perhaps Tim didn’t see the report on the home-invasion assaults on 89 year-old Annie Hendrick and 81 year-old Sally Skidmore. That report stated:

(A) survey conducted by The Sunday Telegraph showed overwhelming public support for a change in the law to give people new powers to fight back against intruders.

The poll, conducted by ICM, revealed that
72 per cent of people believe that the current law, allowing householders to use only “reasonable force” against intruders, is “inadequate and ill-defined”.

A similar proportion, 71 per cent, say that householders should have an unqualified right to use force, if necessary deadly force, against people breaking into their homes.

More than half (51 per cent) do not believe that the police can protect householders against intruders; 70 per cent believe the government could do more to reduce the risk of burglaries; and an overwhelming 81 per cent say burglars should not have any rights to to sue householders if they, the intruders, suffer any injuries during the break-in.

I guess that 72% are all just “gullible gunners.”

And I’d appreciate it if Tim could tell me how these two old ladies were supposed to defend themselves against multiple young male attackers? After all,

Consider two scenarios:

1. Attacker has a gun. Defender does not.

2. Attacker does not have a gun. Defender doesn’t either.

Self defence is possible in the second scenario while it isn’t in the first one. Is that clear now?

Right, Tim. Neither the attackers nor the defenders in these two cases had guns (that we know of). So the old ladies had every opportunity to defend themselves, right?

And I suppose Tim didn’t see the story about the home-invasion murder of an 85 year-old grandmother, who dialed 999 to report a burglary in progress. Nor did he read the stories of previous victims the Telegraph reported. One was Eric Butler, the gentleman mentioned in Dave Kopel’s All the Way Down the Slippery Slope who said:

“The concept of reasonable force is nonsense. I should know: when I defended myself, I had the book thrown at me.”

In 1987, Mr Butler’s plight provoked an outcry. He was attacked on a London Underground train by a man who kicked him in the face, grabbed him by the throat and began banging his head against the carriage.

Only Mr Butler knew that the walking stick he carried concealed a four-inch ornamental blade. As the grip around his neck tightened and he felt his consciousness fade, Mr Butler unsheathed the blade and fought back.

The attacker was taken to hospital with abdominal wounds and later received an 18-month prison sentence. Mr Butler was convicted of carrying an offensive weapon, fined £200 and given a 28-day suspended prison sentence. On appeal the sentence was quashed but the fine raised to £300.

How dare he carry a weapon with which to defend himself! He should have just allowed his attacker to choke him to death like any good prole!

Or what about Mark Mercer:

“At long last someone is coming out against the asinine law that protects burglars’ rights.”

In January Mr Mercer, who owns a security camera company, held a burglar at bay with his pocket knife while his wife, Mary, telephoned the police. A second intruder escaped.

“As we waited for the police our burglar, who had a small injury that did not require so much as a sticking plaster, sat on our sofa and announced, ‘I am going to sue you for this.’

“These men entered our house noisily, presumably confident that we would not dare to disturb them.

“What really gets me is that they felt secure in their belief that if action was taken against them they could probably do better out of the compensation than they could out of the burglary.”

But the Telegraph‘s campaign is going to frighten the public and prevent them from defending themselves?

Then we have Simon Jones, former police officer and apparently a victim of the Telegraph‘s disgusting propaganda:

“If the definition of reasonable force was cleared up, there wouldn’t be the problem of criminals suing for compensation. Everyone would know where they stood.”

Mr Jones confronted armed burglars in his home last year, outside a room where his wife and two-year-old daughter were cowering. When they pulled out a 7in knife and threatened to cut his head off, Mr Jones gave them the keys to the Volvo and the Mercedes on his drive. The men were never caught. “I would like to know, for future reference: is the golf club by my bed a weapon or not?”

If a former police officer doesn’t know, how the is the rest of the public supposed to? I’d also like to know how England’s knife laws managed to disarm the attacker with the 7″ blade, and how Mr. Jones was supposed to defend himself and his family from multiple burglars with his golf club.

No, I guess Tim must have missed those pieces. Read the rest of those stories, if you haven’t already.

In related news, Lord Goldsmith, the government’s attorney-general, protested that a change in the law would infringe on a burglar’s right to protection from violence! And to that my response is, SO? Read that whole piece, and think of the mantra repeated by the anti-gun forces when CCW is considered: “Wild-west,” “blood in the streets,” “road-rage shootouts over fender-benders.” It’s precisely the same psychology: Don’t trust your fellow citizens.

Then there’s this piece that discusses Tim’s position:

Some people say the present law works just fine for householders — these people would disagree
By Karyn Miller
(Filed: 12/12/2004)

Jon Pritchett threw off the bedcovers, reached for his 12-bore shotgun and ran out into the garden where the shrill sound of his burglar alarm was piercing through the chilled darkness. Instinctively, he fired four warning shots into the air. Or, at least they were intended as warning shots.

There were two burglars that night at the property in Borough Green, Kent, but unknown to Mr Pritchett, 60, one was crouched on the roof of his barn. Until then, the burglars’ evening had been going well. They had been raiding the barn’s store of wine made from the grapes on Mr Pritchett’s small vineyard. As the bullets went whizzing by, one of the burglars was hit in the arm, while the other fled for dear life.

With his heart still pounding wildly, Mr Pritchett telephoned the police for help. They arrived 45 minutes later – and promptly arrested him.

The two burglars, both drug addicts with a string of convictions between them, were found guilty but walked free on probation for two years. When one of the men was asked if the incident had put him off burglary, he said: “It shook me up, certainly.”

Their victim was also shaken up, but his real ordeal was just beginning. It highlights why The Sunday Telegraph launched the “Right to Fight Back” campaign to allow people to protect their homes and families from violent intruders without fear of prosecution or claims for compensation from burglars injured while breaking the law.
Last week Tony Blair, Michael Howard, the Metropolitan Police Commissioner and the Director of Public Prosecutions, among others, lined up to voice their support for the campaign. However, some critics argue that a change in the law is unnecessary because any householders who are arrested and charged invariably end up being acquitted. Such opponents have clearly never been in the same position as that of Mr Pritchett.

The 60-year-old businessman was stripped naked before being made to wear only a paper boiler suit for his overnight stay in a filthy police cell. Ten years on, the memory of the ordeal causes his voice to crack and falter and he struggles to get the words out.

“My wife and I don’t talk about what happened, because it is still upsetting and Margaret doesn’t like it,” Mr Pritchett said. “This is the first time I have talked about it for a long time,” he said.

“On the night it happened and I was taken away, Margaret was left in the house. Naturally, she was distraught. She didn’t sleep for the rest of that night. She was left on her own – no one was with her.”

When the police attempted to interview Mr Pritchett the next morning, he opened his mouth to explain what happened and nothing came out. He had developed a severe stammer overnight. “It was partly due to the stress of what had happened,” he said. “I really thought I had killed someone. And it was partly due to being shut in a dirty cell, not knowing what would happen next. They had to call the police surgeon for me. He said it was shock.”

Mr Pritchett was bailed and sent home but six months later he was charged with three counts of intent to cause grievous bodily harm. Another six months after that – a period he describes as one of “stomach-churning fear” – the case finally came to court. “Can you just imagine: sitting there for six months, not knowing what would happen to you? It was horrendous.

“When it came to the preliminary hearing, the counsel for the Crown said in my presence – which I found quite astounding – that he didn’t know why the Director of Public Prosecutions was pursuing this case because the Crown hadn’t a hope in hell of winning it. Why they did [pursue it], I still don’t know.”

Mr Pritchett was tried before a judge and jury, cleared of all charges and left to pick up the pieces of his life with nothing but an award of £10 compensation for the damage done to his property during the burglary. He sleeps through the night now but still suffers from a stammer and surfaces “like a machine-gun” whenever he is anxious or upset. “You have to get on, but life is never the same,” he says, sadly.

Four years ago, in attempt to leave the experience behind them, Mr Pritchett, now 69, and his wife Margaret, 71, emigrated to Western Australia. At about the same time, in the summer of 2000, Lee Gapper, a 20-year-old builder from Peterborough, interrupted a burglar in his home.

He fought the man off with a baseball bat while his lodger, George Goodayle, also 20, tackled the burglar with his fists. The blows had the desired effect and the man, a local heroin addict, fled empty handed. Mr Gapper immediately telephoned the police to tell them what had happened – only to find himself handcuffed, bundled into the back of a police van and charged, by a grinning constable, with attempted manslaughter.

“Two police officers came,” he recalled. “One shook my hand and said, `Good on you.’ The other officer, who was younger, threw the book at me. Someone radioed through to say that they had found the burglar at his mum’s house, bleeding. The younger policeman said that it wasn’t looking good for me. He said that I had used `unreasonable force’. They asked us to stay in my house. I was petrified.

“At dinner time, two more officers came to the house and arrested us both. One of them was smirking. I felt so sick. I had called them and I had been truthful about what happened. I expected that they would take me to the station, maybe interview me in the waiting room, to find out what I had done and why. That would have been fair enough. I didn’t expect to be handcuffed.

“I did use a lot of force. But you have such an adrenaline rush and your heart beats so fast, when you find a burglar. When you don’t know what to expect, the first thing you do is lash out with whatever you have to hand.”

The burglar, who was taken to hospital with a broken wrist, fractured elbow, cracked ribs and a fractured skull, was later sent to prison for one year. Meanwhile, the attempted manslaughter charge against Mr Gapper, which carries a maximum sentence of life imprisonment, was never formally dropped.

“The worst thing was living in fear and worrying,” he said, though he adds that the death threats, the bricks coming through the window at night and the children taunting and spitting at him on the street rank highly. “I don’t think you can recover from that. I don’t think I ever will. Being in that police cell was a more distressing experience than confronting the burglar, if I’m honest.”

There are others, many others, who can attest to this. In 1995, Nick Baungartner fought to the death with an armed burglar at his home in Ockbrook, Derbyshire. Armed with a shovel, Robert Ingham, 22, ambushed Mr Baungartner, a tennis court builder from Hungary who was 53 at the time of the attack. The struggle lasted for 20 minutes and Mr Baungartner broke bones in both his hands. The burglar died of a neck injury, which had cut the blood supply to his brain and caused heart failure.

Mr Baungartner had to wait three weeks while the Crown Prosecution Service deliberated over his case, before he was told that he would not be charged. “My life is shattered,” he told a reporter at the time.

A year later, an inquest concluded that Ingham’s death was accidental. But even five years on Mr Baungartner was reported to have said: “I have not been able to work since. I still have pain in my wrist and in my face where I was kicked and punched.”

In the same Derbyshire village in August this year, Kenneth Faulkner, a 72-year-old farmer, was being burgled for the third time. On this, the latest occasion, he fired a shotgun at an intruder who was trying to gain access to a garage at his home. The 22-year-old man, who was wounded in the leg. Mr Faulkner was arrested after he dialled 999 to report what had happened, but in October a sympathetic judge declared that his actions “could not be criticised”.

“I just want to get on with my life now,” was all Mr Faulkner would say outside the courtroom. “It’s something I want to forget.”

The same month, Arlindo Caeiro, 33, a Portuguese-born bar supervisor living in Great Yarmouth, Norfolk, was arrested on suspicion of assault after he stabbed an intruder in his family home with a breadknife. The man had attacked him with an iron bar. The case was dropped in September, but Mr Caeiro sent his 14-month-old daughter back to Portugal with a view to following her. “I have been through agony,” he said. “The solicitor at the police station said my case was like Tony Martin’s.”

Despite such well-documented cases, Ken MacDonald, the Director of Public Prosecutions who earlier this week backed the rights of householders to defend their homes against intruders, challenged the idea that people who did so were prosecuted. Mr MacDonald said that he knew of few such cases beyond that of Tony Martin, the Norfolk farmer who was jailed for shooting dead a 16-year-old burglar.

Yesterday, from his home in Australia with his wife at his side, an upset Jon Pritchett took issue with the comments. “That’s a load of tripe,” he said angrily.

“We went through a whole year of hell. If The Sunday Telegraph’s campaign gives other people the right to defend their homes against those who wish to destroy their lives, I hope it succeeds.”

Right, Tim. The law works perfectly, and it’s just us “gullible gunners” who think it needs to be changed.

The Policeman’s View of that Snowball

Dave, the author of England’s The Policeman’s Blog writes about the effort to rewrite England’s self defense laws in Hot Burglaries. Excerpt:

The wife and children of Mr Monckton will doubtless be relieved to know that the burglary rate in England is declining significantly. They will also be pleased with official reassurances that the risk of being confronted in one’s own home by a burglar is astonishingly rare. Not as astonishingly rare as it is in the US, where the right to defend one’s family has not been taken away from the individual and given to the state.

Whenever I go to a burglary, I reach for the modern English policeman’s weapon of choice: the photocopier (double sided, black and white, 40 copies per minute). I have to print out leaflets to put into letterboxes asking if people saw anything at about the time of the burglary. I usually do about five houses either side of the attacked property and ten on the opposite side of the street and any other properties that may be significant (shops, garages etc). I also take a detailed statement about what has been taken, the layout of the house and any damage caused and I give the crime number to the injured party. SOCO will arrive (if they can finish before 9.00 pm) and often recover footprints and glove marks. Finally, I leave a leaflet offering the services of Victim Support and advise the homeowners to take better security precautions in the future. The victim’s faith in the police restored, I leave to return to the police station to write a detailed report of my actions.

The English middle classes are at their best when they are burgled: the stiff upper lip, the offer of tea, the uncomfortable draught caused by the smashed window in the kitchen (“don’t worry officer, we’ve not touched anything”). They display a resignation which I used to find touching, but now makes me rather frustrated.

RTWT. For that matter, read the whole blog.

Edited to add, An Englishman’s Castle points to the latest news stories on the “Bash-a-Burglar” law, and credits bloggers at least somewhat.