Their agenda is Machiavellian in its scope and produces clever sociopaths to spread its gospel.  In England the charity is run by Julia Middleton and is financed by the government through donations from public bodies.

The present scandal only now appearing in the main stream media after months of it being talked about on UK Column and other alternative media outlets is the part played in both paedophile abuse rings by the following Common Purpose headliners, Joanna Simmons, boss of Oxford County Council, Sally Dicketts, boss of Oxford and Cherwell Valley College and Sarah Thornton, Chief Constable of Thames Valley Police.

An article in the blog AANGIRFAN, which is a very respectable and influential part of the alternative media world on the internet says “Police and Oxford protect paedophile rings” and goes on to say “Oxford, City of dreaming spires?  Not any more.  Today a centre for Satanic abuse, Common Purpose and paedophile networks”

But for you people who read this blog that statement will not matter too much because Oxford is 150 miles away and they are only a bunch of toffee nosed arses there.  Why should we care?  We can only see as far as the end of our noses judged by some of the comments posted last weekend.  However a comment caught my eye at the end of this article and it made me think of all you gratified parents and especially that benighted Kennedy woman, who wrote a letter to the Manchester Evening News after the resigning governors story, with kids at St Bede’s College in Manchester who seem happily alive to the marriage of Bede’s and Manchester City Football Club.  The comment says…”My son was targeted by a paedophile ring in Manchester.  He was part of a community based project funded by Manchester City Football Club and championed by Arlene MacCarthy, Euro MP….  This ring also includes a theatre company with unlimited access to children…..”

All I can say to you self satisfied parents of children at Bede’s is beware!!!  and for anybody with inside knowledge, who is this theatre company?

To everybody, use your own research skills.  Read up about the Oxford and Cherwell Valley College abuse, read up about Common Purpose, read up about community based projects by football clubs.  Think about what is happening around you and come to a decision.  There might not be much time left.

I see the first rat is now finally out of the bag,  It seems what Robert Green, Timothy Rustige and to a lesser extent myself have been saying this past while is now bearing fruit.  Stuart MacFarlane is the first rotten apple to fall off the tree, the former Deputy Procurator Fiscal of Scotland during Elish Angiolini's tenure, let Douglas Haggarty be the next.  Good old Douglas is the current Technical Head of the Scottish Legal Aid  Board.

Douglas was caught bang to rights, shagging a young boy in the gent's toilets of a Glasgow shopping centre but all he got for his soliciting was a slap on the wrist.  No wonder poor old Robert Green has trouble navigating the legal aid jungle in his battle against the evil Angiolini when Douglas is in charge of the purse strings.  Paul MacBride, him of the meteoric rise in Scotland's legal elite, would have been another apple to fall but thankfully for him, God or some mysterious third party plucked him off the tree first whilst he was partying in the Punjab last year.  Read all about the tobogganing down hill fall of Scotland's legal eagles in this piece from Robert Green's Blog of yesterday.

ANGIOLINI `S FORMER DEPUTY ADMITS TO DOWNLOADING 15,000 CHILD PORN IMAGES

http://scottishlaw.blogspot.com/2013/shame-for-crown-office-lord-advocate-as.html

If you have difficulty accessing this, it is reported in the Scottish Law Reporter, the Scottish Daily Mail and the BBC. The current Scottish regime is notoriously hostile to freedom of speech and freedom of the press, especially with regard to issues related to paedophile crime.

Stuart MacFarlane, who formerly served as Procurator Fiscal Depute under Elish Angiolini, when she was Lord Advocate, has confessed to possessing 15,000 pornographic images of girls between 3 and 14 as well as ones including sadism and sex with animals.

Additionally, it is understood that several other members at Angiolini`s former office have been suspended on the grounds of suspicion that they shared the images with MacFarlane.

MacFarlane was initially arrested for a past sex offence in 2005, but the Crown Office decided it was "not in the public interest" to prosecute him. It has now turned out that he has been, in fact, a serial paedophile criminal all along.

The initial offence was being caught in a sexual act with a female prostitute in Glasgow. Two police officers, Sgt Stewart and PC McCormack gave chase to MacFarlane, who ran away with his trousers around his ankles and both officers were injured as MacFarlane attempted to evade arrest. One might reasonably have expected a custodial sentence, but this was not to be, thanks to the intervention of Angiolini`s office, "in the public interest", naturally.

MacFarlane was assisted further by the services of the late Paul McBride QC.

Readers of this blog may recall that it was Mr McBride who helped sex offender Douglas Haggarty, current Technical Head of the Scottish Legal Aid Board, to avoid prison  after he was arrested for committing a sexual act with a boy in the gents` toilets in a Glasgow city centre store.

Such is the calibre of some of the individuals in positions of responsibility within the Scottish justice system. You could hardly make it up.

Paul McBride was somewhat mysteriously found dead in a hotel room in Pakistan last year, aged just 48.

It is now almost a year since I was released from jail. I still remember with appreciation the support I received from the officers and governors there and especially, the tremendous backing that was given to me by my fellow prisoners throughout the incarceration. It is also impossible for me to forget all the kindnesses and messages I received from so many people around the world, shocked by the Scottish authorities` contemptuous and hostile attitude towards disabled rape victim Hollie Greig and those who had the decency and courage to stand up for her.

I must also thank those wonderful people who publicly called for my release in various cities and the valiant Scots who walked the streets of Aberdeen and demonstrated on a number of occasions outside the prison. These are the true Scots, a credit to their fine country.

Scotland really is a wonderful nation, containing some of the most decent, brave and talented people you could find anywhere, but every country does have its unsavoury element and it seems that this small and unworthy minority has somehow reached the upper echelons of the Scottish system. Returning to my earlier comments, I have no hesitation in stating my view that in general, the Scots  locked up with me in prison were of superior character than many of those who actually run the country.

Since I left prison, of course, the Jimmy Savile and Hillsborough scandals have unravelled and people throughout Britain must be aware of the desperate and cynical measures adopted by the authorities to cover up criminal activity when it suits them to do so, including persecution of the victims themselves. Scotland is not alone in being riddled with corruption at a very high level.

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When I look back on my life, reasonably well educated, happily married for over 40 years, six children and seven grandchildren, living out my retirement on the banks of the Shannon River, having worked hard all my life and hopefully prepared myself for a comfortable old age, I should be content.  But I am not, I am seething with rage at the way the Church and the State have filled our minds with crap and tried and almost succeeded in persuading us that their machinations are for the general good.

They have turned a lot of decent people, because all folk are born decent, into, at best, sociopaths and at worse into psychopaths, with their doctrines and policies which do nothing but bring out the mean values in people.  The rest are probably the brain-dead or they are that mithered with learning to stay afloat that they cannot summon up the mental reserves to start questioning.

However there are a few who realise and say to themselves, ” Hey, wait a minute, what about…..?”  I do not mean the few good folk who mindlessly carry out acts of charity for their relatives and neighbours without asking why their actions are needed.  I am talking about those who want to stop the world now, clear out the dross who have the power and start again along the way to eternal light.

It is well known now to my regular readers, that I am lapsed, apostasised,  hopefully excommunicated from the Catholic Church after speaking out about the diabolical actions of their priests over now it is obvious, 2000 years.  Power breeds corruption, the church tells us priests are not men but men of God, imbued with the power of God and therefore in control of our lives which they can bend and shape to please their whim.

Now we are told as an excuse that it is not the officers of the Church we should be concentrating on, for they are only human, but the message of the Church.  Unfortunately the Church has been in the power of these men for 2000 years and they have shaped its message to suit themselves.  Past popes have proven to be the most evil of men with their political intrigues, their physical acts of savagery and their total disregard for personal celibacy, the thing they hold most dear.  The priests are the pope’s foot soldiers, mirrors of their boss, a more introspective bunch of emotionally immature thugs than you will meet anywhere.  So very, very few escape the papal net and allow themselves to work for the common good.

They have learnt that the family unit is the most powerful and important link in the chain of human life.  They have learnt that women are the fulcrum of families, families live and die by their women.  The Church has learnt how to control women, by subjugating and demonising them and then giving them full powers under the image of the Virgin Mary.  Men are left to go their own way, they know men do not think, they are naturally feral and just want pleasure.  It is certainly despised and rejected women who have kept the Church alive under the power of the priests for so long.

So after three and half years since my decree nisi came through that rid me of that dreadful spouse, the Holy Mother Church, I look at myself and do not see a worse man, if anything I am a better man, certainly at peace with myself, rid of mumbo jumbo and evil men.  I just wish my Damascene moment had come many years before it did.

Having divested myself of living on the potter’s wheel of religion, where holy men with besmirched hands are shaping our form, I now turn my head towards monarchy and politics and ask the question WHY?  In the case of royalty, why is this deranged Frankish family of sex craving lunatics held in such awe by so many.  A quick read into their illegitimate history’s reveals them to be people of the most despicable sort.  Given money for no apparent reason by a British Government intent on its own voyeuristic pleasures.

Since the sons of Scandanavian headmen decided to go a “viking” 1300 hundred or so years ago, we have been ruled by interfering, sex mad, unnatural, psychopathic foreigners intent on squeezing the life blood out of every Englishman gullible enough to bow and scrape.  Very few of them being able to speak English or at least more comfortable speaking in foreign tongues whilst lying in their love nests with whichever brother, sister, cousin, aunt, uncle, mother or father who chose to join them.  An incestuous idyll of indolent idiots is possibly the kindest thing to say of them.  Yet more than half the country has ignorant orgasms whenever they think of or see them.

The next in line are the politicians, this craven bunch of self-seeking demagogues, whose only ability is to be able to put more than three words together, some Socialist front bench wankers excepted.  These people have well worn zips and in the case of lady politicians tend to deport themselves, knickerless, for the same reason J. Savile wore track suit bottoms.

These people are so obvious, so sexually disorientated, that they regard the abnormal as normal, so mentally deranged that once elected they presume they can lie, steal, fornicate and abuse anyone and anything.  They consider the gift of power in the same way priests; it is there to open doors to corruption in all its forms but in a way they are possibly worse than clerics and royalty and the whole rigmarole of idolisers who go with them.  These people, these politicians fan the fires, put the fuel in place that keeps the whole horrible mess of these power crazed, plutocratic priests and palatines warm and insitu.

So I see it as my duty to my fellow man to go out of my way, to go that extra mile, to upset and infuriate and no longer be bullied by these mad phallic inspired gawks.  I will become a mental terrorist, a rural anarchist, never ever abiding by what they in their moments of perpendicular activity come up with, a martyr for decency, a brake on the world sliding into chaos designed by these degenerates.

A whole raft of a report came out about DK’s two year sulk after he was turned down in his quest for headship when Barber was appointed in, I think, 2009.  DK was rampaging through the school boasting how he would do nothing to support the new head and everybody in the staff room stopped listening to his rant.  To me the information was old hat but it does show the particular nasty character traits in DK’s make-up.

It seems he has now learned off the Romans in that he has divided and conquered his opposition amongst the staff by promoting those not against him, these easily swayed but promoted non-entities are now showing fealty to their lord and master, the rest are not amused.

The real big news coming to the front line trenches is that Mr Byrne and Co, the five governors who have recently resigned actually signed their resignation papers on 24th March 2013 but these papers were only lodged at Companies House on 29th April.  I am sorry for getting that slightly wrong in previous blog postings.

However to take up the slack of these five resignees, two new governors were appointed on 19th March 2013, their papers only being posted at Companies House on 6th May 2013, last Monday.  And wait for it both are priests.  Lay men have more to lose than apply.

So we have a right old ecclesiastic knees-up at governors meetings now.  A lady secretary, an ancient lay man, a strutting accountant, a bishop, two monsignors and four priests.  One of whom, although still entitled, will have been relieved of his duties until further investigation has taken place into the sexual abuse of a young girl.  This gathering seems to confirm even more as to who owns and runs the school, none other than the Salford Diocese.

The two new priests are comparative young blood, undoubtedly old boys of the school but of that I am not altogether certain:-

1.) Fr Steve Parkinson.  Aged 43 with his address given as the College.  In fact according to the Directory of Priests for the Salford Diocese, Parkinson is none other than the Bishop’s Private Secretary, with his address as Wardley Hall, the Bishop’s mansion in Wardley, in Salford.  Recruiting Officer Brain did not go far when filling the recent draft.

2.) Fr Paul Daly. Age 48 of St Joseph’s Church in Heywood and Chaplain at Fairfield Hospital.  A busy man.  There was a Paul Joseph Daly who started at Bede’s in 1976 which matches this man’s age.

To me now more than ever this news suggests to me that their was policy disagreement on the board and these new men were brought in to provide a priestly majority to pass Quinlan’s and Kearney’s machinations.  I might be wrong and time will tell but don’t you think the parents have a right to help make decisions affecting the school, they after all are the pipers and possibly more importantly everything would be open and transparent.  However no matter how much the Church boasts of its openness and transparency, they still like to hold on to dark secrets and the fact that they and only they want to stay in charge.

One last thing that has not yet been sorted is Mr Steve Driscoll’s answer to Mr Carr.  Mr Driscoll was the vociferous former governor who was at the school in June 2011 when Mr Barber was booted.  Mr Carr asked him, why in line with best educational practise was the headship and deputy headship not advertised when Mr Barber left.  A simple question deserving a straight forward answer from a man who obviously likes his voice to be heard.  We are waiting Mr Driscoll, perhaps somebody connected with the school my take his place and answer.

One of my daughters yesterday reminded me of two sentences attributed to that great Irish statesman of times past, Edmond Burke.  “All that is necessary for the triumph of evil, is for good men to do nothing” and also, “It is a general popular error to suppose the loudest complaints for the public, to be the most anxious for its welfare” and I have to say I have had some loud complainers these past few days.

I will now get back to my main purpose which is writing articles of interest to me, criticising where I see fit the actions of top management at St Bede’s College in Manchester and continuing to expose the omnipresence of abuse at the school in the hope that the authorities of the Salford Diocese and the school confront its presence over the last 60 years at least.

However what the posting did attract yesterday was two amazing witty comments from a person calling themselves Bonnet de Douche, it has a ladies light touch but I could be wrong.  Nobody so far has had the wit to realise its message so I will reprint it here for your delictation.  “An interesting piece, Paul.  So now Tarbie has claimed his place in the pantheon of nonce national treasures.  Well, the pantheon is not yet complete.  There are quite a few places vacant but with names clearly etched on the thrones.

I know of a dearer treasure, more beloved even than Tarbs, who has been brought in for questioning recently.  He fits your model exactly.  He wears a trouser.  He is very funny.  He has the obligatory OBE.  It is really disappointing as unlike Rolf and Jimmy and all the other seedy paedos, I actually liked this chap.  Having said that, you know, I am not at all surprised.

And I’ll tell you why I am not surprised.  Because a couple of years ago I read about a couple of trouser-wearing blokes (incidentally, not decorated) who were bessie mates with this particular national treasure.  And they had both been convicted of noncing and were at Her Majesty’s pleasure for the forseeable.  My suspicions were immediately raised about their friend who remained at large, presumably because of the decoration.  “Well” I thought.  “At best he has a weird taste in friends.  At worst, he is guilty by association”.  That was two years ago and my worst conclusion has been confirmed.  You won’t see it in the mainstream press for another few months yet.  And then I look at Tarbie’s golfing buddies and I’m afraid the finger of suspicion falls on every single one of them to.

And then I look at the Board of Governors, past and present………”

And a second comment “I am not one to indulge in tittle tattle.  I prefer more refined pursuits.  Poetry for example.

“Shall I compare thee to a summer’s day?  Thou art more lovely and more temperate…..”

Who is this National Treasure?

Finally a very searching question from a Mr Sean Carr, who seems to have his ear to the ground.  It was asked of Mr Steve Driscoll, one time governor of St Bede’s but now out on a limb.  Mr Driscoll was persistent all weekend in commenting on this blog but now seems to have lost his voice or his keyboard.

Mr Carr writes “Mr Driscoll, a couple of questions if I may.  We’re you a Governor when Mr Barber was unceremoniously removed as Headmaster?  (He was, having attained the post, so he tells me, in January 2011)

Even if not, I’m sure you will know the answer to the next questions.

Was the headship advertised as per general best practice in the education sector?  Was the deputy headship advertised as above?

If the answer to either of these questions is no, then why not?”

So while an air of muteness prevails, we will awah until another day and by then hope to read Steve’s answer.

It all started off with news coming through on Friday about the Manchester Evening News report on the abuse at St Bede’s College that was scheduled for their Saturday edition and this was then followed by what seemed at the time a torrent of comments on my previous couple of blog postings and a barrowful of e-mails from supposedly disgruntled pupils, one suspected master and one ex-governor of the school.

When analysed, what looked a lot was in fact less than 27 pupils encouraged by twitter and facebook to write in some absolutely inane comments about how in their little cocooned world they loved the school and its headmaster and fuck its history.  None of it alarming, some of it not unreasonable but typical of an immature mind.  To say it was orchestrated is beyond my powers but the content was mainly similar and the same IP addresses and e-mail addresses were used quite often.

It was hardly a cross section of opinion but more of a rant by a few, mostly hiding under the shadow of anonymity and accusing me of everything from criticising the school, themselves, their teachers and almost for stealing the crown jewels.  None of which I have done.  I might have criticised the leadership of the school, Quinlan, the Chair of Governors and Kearney, the headmaster and to a lesser extent Pike, the Deputy Head but as far as I know they are fair game when the complaints that have been put to me by parents and others are concerned and after all it is only my opinion based on what concerned people tell me.  I certainly criticised the crew of the Salford Diocese but I have been doing that for years, they seem to like a little flagellation; it seems to go with their celibacy but they and their forbears have been covering up the historic and modern sexual abuse that has totally blemished Bede’s reputation recently.

The big trouble at Bede’s is not the downgrading of the school although that is important but knowing the paucity in the mindset of the management it is inevitable and I think eventually damaging to its ethos and reputation.  The big, big thing is that Bede’s will not confront its abuse problem, it keeps shovelling the shit under the carpet.  Only one voice, a mother of a pupil, has had the bravery and foresight to say this in a comment on this blog this morning.  More parents need to say it and get the desperados in charge to face up to the College’s past and I am afraid, not too distant past either.  This hiding, ducking and diving from the elephant in the room is totally detrimental to any progress.

Anyway now that things have settled down on the internet, perhaps we can look at other issues that cropped up, like the Manchester Evening News report on Saturday, 4th May on the forthcoming court case against the Salford Diocese and the Board of Governors of the College and the fact that six of them resigned last Monday, 29th April and which was barely recorded in that torrent of comment and e-mails previously mentioned.  True to its word, they having informed me on Friday, the article was printed and true to the paper’s style it had some alarming errors in it.  It was written by its supposed chief investigative reporter Dan Thompson, who hardly lived up to his title as he was handed the information on a plate.  To me it was all old hat but one or two found it a powerful piece, however  it needed to be accurate as its main thrust was on the resigning of a bevy of governors on the foot of the court case.  So if some of my acquaintance found it powerful others also might have done so and it probably served its purpose  but I wish I could have written it.  Anyway it was better than that tawdry piece written by Keegan, the MEN’s top cub reporter and old Bedian two years ago last March about the Bishop’s halfhearted apology to the abused of Bede’s.

What I find strange about this Governor mass resignation is that they have all known about it since early April 2012, over a year ago.  Since then nine governors have resigned.  One other, a solicitor and probably aware of what was coming down the tracks resigned a month before in February 2012, three of the nine resigned in January this year and six resigned last Monday, 29th April 2013.  Thus leaving a rump of seven governors and a secretary.  Five clergy, two laymen, one of whom is the accountant and the lady secretary.  The clergy consist of one bishop, two monsignors and two priests, one of whom should not be there anyway as he supposedly has been relieved of his duties whilst facing impending charges of child sexual abuse.  All the governors with the exception of the offending priest, the accountant and the secretary are all in their 70s.  A strange elite to have in charge of a College that no longer declares its Catholic ethos.

Since these resigning governors have known about this situation for over 13 months it is a little disingenuous to suggest it is because of the court case.  The correct time for these people to have resigned would have been in February 2012 like the solicitor mentioned who must have given reasons for her dive.  By resigning now does not allow them to escape the rigour of the law.  All governors of all schools have to realise that when they take on the role of governor, they become responsible for “the sins of their fathers” or in other words previous governors who had a vicarious liability towards abused pupils.  It is no good jumping out the back window when the police come knocking on the door because there are half a dozen waiting in the backyard for you.

So to get back to the article, six and not seven governors resigned last week leaving a rump of eight and not ten remaining governors.  It also said that at the time of the abuse by Duggan et al, the College was run by the Diocese.  There might be a fine legal point here but who the hell is it run by now with a bishop, two monsignors and two priests on the board along with three also rans?

The article also said Mr Byrne resigned in March, it was registered in Companies House on 29th April, so that was when he and the five others resigned and it went on to say they resigned because of impending legal action, which as I said they had known about for over 13 months.  Well they resigned in two tranches, Messrs Carr, Keegan and Edwards on 28th January 2013 and Messrs Byrne, Moynihan, Gillespie, Driscoll, O’Flynn and Walsh on 29th April 2013 which hardly smacks of an agreed reason for going.  I think they resigned for different reasons and could I suggest one being a difference in opinion on how the school was being managed.

After yesterday’s posting I received a very powerful e-mail from a lady, Katy Attwood, an ex-Bedian who graduated from Oxford University and has since carved out a successful career in the hard earned world of business in Manchester.  At the outset she started to talk about John Byrne’s, 25 year plus control of St Bede’s from the early 1980s until 2007 when he eventually let go of the reins.  Now although there was a lot that could be said against his character and personality and how it seemed football and not academia was his over-riding passion, a lot could be said for him on his ability to run a tight ship but he did leave a lot of baggage behind him in terms of Fr William Green’s abuse of boys under his watch and other clerical abusers that have not yet seen the light of day.

Also and fairly importantly, he left behind him a phalanx of disgruntled but highly intelligent former pupils not happy at all with the way he handled his tenure and who now form the backbone of legal, commercial and medical life in the North West and who would never contemplate sending their children to Bede’s.  This is part of the socio-economic bracket I have mentioned before in previous blog postings, the 35-40 year old parent with enough spare money to afford a St Bede’s education.  What the school did to take up this disaffected cohort was to attract parents who had previously no prior relationship with the school, people who had made their money on the back of the commercial roller coaster of the late 1990s and early 2000s.  With the downturn in the economic landscape of the past six or seven years, this group of parents diminished considerably but given the right acumen this same group could have been garnered, to continue the demand for good education that St Bede’s rightly attracted previously.

I think Michael Barber, who followed John Byrne, understood and realised all of this and amongst other things  toned down this archaic demand for discipline, presumably emanating from this angry bunch of celibate (?) bachelors who had been ruling the school as governors for 20 years or more.  Mr Barber decided to make the school more attractive, more pupil friendly, than it had ever been.  Examination results proved he was on the right road, entry levels stayed high, parents liked him and more importantly the children did as well.  Why he left we will never know, unless the florid Quinlan opens up but then we could never believe him, a man of 70 steeped in Catholicism is bound to be and as proven to be an inveterate liar.

So let us get back to Katy, the lady who e-mailed me, an intelligent, hard working business woman with a large family of five children, a past boon to St Bede’s coffers, who has the means but would never dream of sending her children to the present St Bede’s, where she and her father before her were educated and although she lives in its catchment area.  She says verbatim in her e-mail:

“The demise of St Bede’s is down to the following things and some have a larger role to play than others;

1.) The incompetency of Daniel Kearney as Headmaster.

2.) The aftermath of Fr Green’s abuse.

3.) The historic abuse of Monsignor Duggan.

4.) Paul Malpas’ blog.

5.) The google adwords campaign that ran for two months about child abuse at St Bede’s.

6.) The Wikipedia entry with the audio files about the safeguarding interview.

7.) The Murphy Report regarding the Archdiocese Of Dublin in November 2009 and its ramifications over here.

8.) The hubris of the Salford Diocese

It’s all of these frankly.  I will leave it to you guys to decide what percentage each element can claim.  But, Daniel Kearney’s incompetency is the major one.  As is Salford’s handling.  This could all have been sorted much more easily by clever business people.  But these people are not clever, have no business acumen and persist in the delusion that they are industrious intellectuals properly earning their salaries.  When in fact they are scrounging dullards who have never had an original thought in their lives.  Pricks.

Anyway I certainly think the Malpas’ have had a part to play but I take no glee.  Nor do I really care.  It’s all energy.  We have played the part of brooms.  And just as I don’t emotionally engage in sweeping shite up, nor do I find much pleasure in watching Bede’s downfall.

That institution has no part to play in the new world that is dawning”

Strong true and accurate words from a product of this failing behemoth and if you have not completely guessed it, Katy is my daughter, sending a totally unsolicited e-mail, a totally powerful piece from a lady who has been there and done it.

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Let us now take a quick look at each one of her eight points and examine them in slightly more detail.

1.) The incompetency of Daniel Kearney.  He was promoted from within, not a good thing in such a sensitive position with a potential crisis looming.  He had few friends on the staff and he was replacing a well liked  Michael Barber.  He was disliked by most pupils, in as much as they had no respect for his conservative Catholicism (he was Head of Religion), his relish of historic discipline and his apparent sexist thinking.  His only virtue it seemed was that he had been at the school for ten years and reeked of the Catholicism that the aging governors loved.  He had never showed himself to be an intelligent leader of people, he even harboured the grudge he had against Barber, after being passed over in his application for Head two years previously.  He has in the last two years proven himself to be a catastrophic failure, mentally fragile.  He needed a good guy to back him up, he chose another bad guy.

2.) Fr Green’s abuse.
The elephant in the room since the middle 1990s, rumours in fact had been floating around since the late 1970s but it was not until 2006 did the denouemont occur.  A black stain on the College for over 25 years.  John Byrne kept a tight lid on it all during his tenure but failed spectacularly in the end, probably one of the reasons for his decision to cash in his chips.  However the man who supervised Green’s whole reign was the fawning, obsequious Classics master and then Rector of the College, a product of the vile Monsignor Duggan, Fr later Monsignor Terence Dodgeon, who stumbled through his priestly life and then disappeared off our screens in 2006 as Green attended court and who is now living very discretely in a cottage in North Lancashire.  One not very nice man, who we might here more of in the future if his own sorry tale is ever told.

3.) Monsignor Thomas Duggan.
Recently news of his longstanding and historical abuse of boys in the 1950s and 1960s has done the College no good at all following on the heels of Green.  If Green was the modern elephant in the room, Duggan was the historic mammoth since his ascendency in 1950.  Time will probably show us that not only was Duggan the catalyst for the demise of St Bede’s but he will probably prove to be the catalyst for the demise of the Salford Diocese.

4.) PaulMalpas.com, my blog. My interest in this subject originated in my quest for justice for boys Thomas Duggan had harmed in the 1950s and 60s.  However with my quest more or less sorted and a forthcoming law suit against the Salford Diocese on the horizon, the upheaval caused by Michael Barber’s leaving and Kearney’s successful putsch took over my campaigning void.  I realised that what was happening was wrong, with Quinlan trying to pull the wool over parents eyes with that little note he sent them all in June 2011.  My fervour to open up this bag of worms was strengthened by the ever increasing band of disaffected people who were not at all happy with the present regime.  As Katy said in her e-mail all we have done is acted as brooms, we do not like shite littering the floor of our house.  I thank all those people who have written to me, they are the truth sayers, I once again am just a conduit to let the truth flow.

5.)  The Google Adwords campaign that ran for two months about child abuse at St Bede’s.

An astute and enterprising transatlantic bunch of legal eagles decided a few months back to take advantage of an increase of traffic searching for information on St Bede’s and set up a Google Adwords campaign targeting victims of abuse.  To the uninitiated, what this means is that whenever anyone searched for information regarding the College, a bloody big advert would appear saying “Are you a victim of abuse at St Bede’s?”  The effect of this I imagine would have been two-fold.  Firstly it would have attracted people who were abused or who know about abuse at the Alma Mater.  Secondly it would have rather put off a prospective parent, don’t you think?

6.) The Wikipedia entry with the audio file about the safeguarding commission interview.

If you go onto the Wikipedia page on St Bede’s there is the “Reports of Abuse” section, itself a rather torrid summary of information for any educational establishment, especially one which relies on parents’ money and is so squarely situated amongst top notch competition.  Added to the Fr. Green stuff is also some information on our beloved Duggan.  The person who put this up (and it was not me as I haven’t a clue about Wikipedia) informed me some time back that every time they put up the information, one of St Bede’s disinformation agents would take it down.  Within hours.  That person simply went in every day and put it back up again.  And finally, with the addition of some hardcore evidence in the form of an MP3 file of a meeting I had with the Safeguarding Commission of the Salford Diocese in which they openly admitted the abuse took place, the powers that be at Wikipedia were sufficiently convinced of the veracity as to make that particular piece of information immutable.  So now, prospective parents doing their background checks as all parents should, are faced with not one admission of abuse but two and a nagging feeling regarding tips of icebergs.  “Let’s check out Manchester Grammar, shall we? And Withington Girls.  And Stockport Grammar and Cheadle Hulme Grammar, and Alderley Edge and Manchester High and Loreto and Altrincham and North Cestrian.  Oh what a choice we have.”  No wonder Kearney could only find 40 eventually highly subsidised guinea pigs to taste his brand of education

7.) The Murphy Report and its ramifications.

This report by Judge Yvonne Murphy opened the door to truth in Ireland in November 2009.  It turned me from a fully fledged 63 year old Catholic, father of six children, into a spitting viper at the corporate deception of the Church over my lifetime and beyond.  I am no longer a Catholic, my church is my conscience, I no longer believe in that ceremonious clap trap I was bamboozled with for 60 odd years and I am sure that is true for millions of people, not just in Manchester and Ireland but around the world.  They can no longer feed us shite, our taste have now developed onto a much higher table.

8.) The hubris of the Salford Diocese.

It is laughable how the Salford Diocese react to crisis and honest enquiry, I have been suffering them since 2009.  Immediately they sense pressure, truth goes out of the window and deviousness creeps under the door.  Why a religion, a supposed upholder of good and righteousness believes this way is a conundrum of vast proportion that is not expected or warranted.  In their ceremony and teaching the Truth is the epitomy of their belief.  Why go on the defensive when the truth is asked for.  These people who run Salford and the College are scared, negative, non-celibates, who live their life bound up in a lie.  Richard Sipe that famous ex-Benedictine monk in America who has lived his adult life studying celibacy, states that from his research at any one time 50% of priests are sexually active.  If they can lie in the face of such an elemental part of their lives,  they can lie about anything, so that when they become sexually non-active as with the rump of the present College governors, who are all well into their 70s, their hubris at having successfully covered up this lie, comes to the surface and this same false excessive self confidence is shown in all aspects of their lives to the detriment of everything and everyone around them.  They exude false ideas and thoughts, they exude the love they have for the Church and its flock, whereas their emotional maturity stopped when they were 11 or 12.  They have no care for anybody other than themselves, they should not because of this, have any responsibility.  Unfortunately they have and stacks of it, to our detriment

I always thought that the Preparatory School was a separate entity, a school in its own right but no, when needs must it can be cherry picked at random.  The new head, Mrs Corr-Deed, only there for eight months, must be distraught.  With one stroke of the pen, or was it a sword, Kearney has taken her two senior years and co-opted them under his aegis.  60 kids to bring his numbers up to scratch:  Mrs Corr-Deed probably thought she was a headmistress, now she knows she is only a deputy.

So now we have a dumbed down but full complemented school for 9-18 year olds and a decimated and glorified nursery school for 3-8 year olds.  What a shocking mess, two schools now on the downward path.  A couple of sets of parents have actually e-mailed me in the last few months having read my blog postings on the College.  They were frightened by the news coming out of the school and asked me whether it would be safe sending their kids to the Prep, all I could answer was that the Prep seemed an excellent school but it had an ogre letting its shadow fall over it.  All I told them was that I would not send my children into such an atmosphere.  It looks as though my thoughts at the time have proved correct.

Will there be job losses with this ridiculous game of Kearney’s chess?  Well I guess there is bound to be and it will be the Prep teachers who will lose out.  However I am certain that Kearney’s wife and his cycling mate’s wife who have new part time jobs there will be OK.  Two jobs that appeared all of a sudden, I must have missed the advertisement.

So mad cap Kearney is happy, he has his numbers up to scratch albeit some can just about read and write but it took some doing.  I understand on good authority that discounts of between 50% and 90% on fees have been offered to ensure that the precious and original 40 keep on side.  What must the parents who are already paying the full whack make of all this?  They could start revolting.  To cover that scenario I understand a little legerdemain was created by quickly setting up new and unofficial bursaries.

Latest, latest news I am getting tells me that the MCFC boys are not required to pass any sort of academic selection, the prep school kids are certainly not for the moment being asked to reach an academic level, so half the school is being put through the grinder and half are not.  What a mess up, ranks of inequality and lo and behold one of the senior management team has seen the light and has now decided to send his eligible child to a local comprehensive despite the titbit of a staff 50% fee reduction.

So what we seem to be building up to is two failing schools, two lots of unhappy staff, two lots of disaffected parents but the right numbers bringing in a damn sight less money than would have been budgeted for.  I would say a recipe for disaster, wouldn’t you?

Not only that but to me it seems immoral that parents of 14-18 year olds inveigled into the trap some years back have to pay the full whack of something over £9,000 per annum, whilst the younger end of the school have almost free education.  These people are trapped with public examinations looming, it was something they had never signed up to.  They cannot move their kids or can they?  Think about it folks, its easier than you think.

The second act takes place at 3rd Ypres in 1917 on the front line, the soldiers in Michael’s platoon are tired of war and want an end to it but they realise how much Ireland has changed since 1914, its a different country from the one they left, there is not much left to go home to, a dilemma faced by thousands of enlisted Irish men.  However Michael has one child with another about to be born.  There is one final and tragic denouement.

I vowed that night that this would be a play for King House in Boyle, one of the historic homes of the Connaught Rangers throughout the 19th and early 20th centuries.  The following November I had the distinct honour of being elected General Secretary of the Connaught Rangers Association, an organization set up to remember those brave soldiers, mainly from the West of Ireland, who fought with honour and courage for 130 years in the ranks of the British Army, under Wellington in the Iberian Peninsula, under Raglan at the Crimea, under French, Haig, Hamilton and Allenby in the Great War and at many a place  in between including long stints in India and under the disastrous Buller in South Africa.

Sometime in late 2012 Roscommon County Council approached me and asked, with the forthcoming year of celebration in 2013 which was a government initiative called The Gathering aimed at bringing hosts of visitors to Ireland, would we has the Connaught Rangers Association put something on in King House to mark the Boyle 400.  400 years since Boyle received its charter as a town.  I was nonplussed for a time my vow forgotten temporarily but William Beirne, a man for crisis and our stalwart Treasurer, reminded me of the play and immediately our minds were made up.

Over a series of meetings we explained our ideas to RosCoCo and even brought Neil, the writer and Caroline, the director, down to confirm our serious intent.  The Council were mightily impressed and told us to get on with it.  However between cup and lip as they say, it took three more months of negotiation before we had a final agreement.

So now the auditions have been held, the cast has been chosen and we are full steam ahead.  Both Neil and Caroline are overjoyed that their play is being performed once again and are both putting their heart and soul into this new production.  The cast of four are young talented actors based in Dublin, who have known each other for years, having graduated from University College  Dublin together where they all played leading roles in DramSoc, the prestigious university dramatic society which spawned Ireland’s latest heart-throb, Chris O’Dowd and who is funnily enough a native of our fair town.  The four are fully immersing themselves into what is expected of them and Caroline is a tyrant, upholding strict military discipline in the ranks during the long series of rehearsals.

For those interested the three soldiers in the play are Paul Fleming from Moate in Westmeath, Dave Fleming from Dublin and Paul Fox from manor Hamilton in Leitrim and Michael Curley’s wife Agnes is played by that wonderful actress from Boyle, Paddy Jo Malpas.  You might think nepotism played a part in the auditions but no I had neither hand nor part in the selection process.  She was picked out by that famously up and coming actor, Stephen Jones, who was casting director for the play and who played the original Michael Curley in the first production but whose diary is now full and can only lend his experience.

The play is fast moving and hum0urous, using all the colour that a soldiers vocabulary can sum up and showing bathos and pathos in equal measures until the final tragic finale, marvelously written by Neil Richardson, an author of two published military history books, who at 28 years old is destined for great things.  It should be a fantastic nights entertainment for all who come to see it.  It will be played in the Grand Salon at King House, a wonderful intimate space for such a dramatic production.  It seats just 120 people on the nights of the 26th and 27th of May 2013, I know tickets at 15 euros will be scarce so book early at the Box Office on 071 96 63046 to ensure a seat and a privileged place in dramatic history.