I have just returned from Macedonia and I am in the process of producing a blog or two about my trip but in the meantime just one or two thoughts on my old Alma Mater and the diocese that runs the establishment.
In my inbox as I returned was an e-mail from a trusted reporter of fact which I just thought I would pass on to you. In doing so I am reminded of the fact that I said that I would not draw the new head of St Bede’s College in Manchester through the mud until he had chance to prove himself. After all Brendan Rogers was given over three years at Liverpool before it was decided by the powers that he no longer was doing the job that they were expecting of him.
The new head at Bede’s only started in January 2015 after a cocked up process, I suppose caused by old Opus Dei Kearney throwing his dummy out of the pram in early 2014. So I suppose he cannot have 100% of the blame thrown on to his muscular shoulders for the abysmal performance at A Level of the 2nd year sixth at this year’s external examinations.
Last year 2014 had the stamp of Kearney all over it, when according to the Daily Telegraph, St Bede’s College in Manchester came 185 out of 320 private schools in England. This year unfortunately they came 285 out of 320, only Bury Grammar School, that well known academy for turning silk purses into sow’s ears, did worse in the north west.
Now to drop 100 places in just over three hundred in one year, smacks of more than Kearney’s influence and perhaps Mr New Head should put his hand up and take some of the blame. After all I think Mr Daniel Kearney has been treated abysmally by his friends and supporters and I would not like to see him suffer any more in his dotage.
We will not say anything more about these terrible results but I hope Mr New Head realises we are watching his every move. Let us face it, it is not that difficult to improve from 285 out of 320.
Another thing that came to my attention and has more to do with the Salford Diocese than St Bede’s College in Manchester although the passing on of bodily fluids did actually take place within the portals of this hallowed institute. Sometime in 2013 three boys from the 1957 intake having obviously read of our campaign against child sexual abuse at St Bede’s decided to fight their own corner and instead of coming to us, they went to that well known purveyor of slack justice in the North of England, Panone’s in Deansgate which had recently morphed into Slater and Gordon, the international firm of lawyers more intent at sliding victims through a process than fighting their client’s corner. Slater and Gordon’s man on the pitch is no other than Richard Scorer, the expert in sexual abuse or so his book goes. Scorer loves fast tracking victims he is not there at all for the long road, he has too many idiot clients. He went forward with two out of the three and within months it was all over. In and out and collect me money is Richard’s philosophy.
Now I have witness statements from these two lads given to me by my friends at Slater and Gordon albeit some time after the event and let me tell you they suffered some awful abuse from the groinal digit of Monsignor Thomas Duggan’s holy frame, over a lengthy period of time. To actually write out these statements must have put them through a trauma they would have liked not to have suffered. Two intelligent lads destined to go down hill from the age of 14. They have suffered terrible lives and they are now 72 years old and in need of financial and psychiatric help.
Witness statements taken in late December 2013, the court date fixed for the Manchester Court in early April in 2014, I had booked my flight and intended to be there for the whole hearing. Then Bingo!, the case was off, the two lads had agreed to settle out of court, my journey wasted. It seems the Holy and Venerable Catholic Diocese of Salford had offered the two, £5,000 apiece for Duggan’s phallic insertions. Scorer or a minion presented this magnanimous offer to the lads telling them that was the best they would get under the circumstances and that they should accept the offer immediately. The two men under tremendous pressure accepted, the Diocese paid the £10,ooo into court and some weeks later the kindly Slater and Gordon after taking their cut presented the two men with £300 pounds apiece.
Not a word in the newspapers, these private settlements are never reported, the Salford Diocese came away with not a smear, not a seminal smear on their good name. They ought to be ashamed of themselves. If that is love and goodness in a holy church give me hell any day.
Meanwhile on the first floor of I think they call the Gonne building, at St Bede’s College in Manchester on Alexandra Road, at the third door on the left as you walk from the staircase, the servants of the diocese are still trying to chip away the calcified drips of Duggan’s excitement from the cracks in the floorboards of his old study and pretending to the world that nothing happened here.