#JFT96

27 years it’s taken to nail the lies.

27 years to decide that the 96 are unlawfully killed & that they weren’t to blame.

27 years of fighting for vindication.

At a little after 11am the jury at the Hillsborough inquest delivered their verdicts.

Those responsible: David Duckenfield & South Yorkshire Police should be held to account for killing innocent people and then blaming the corpses for their own incompetence. The lies started even as people were dying and it's lasted for decades. I hope Duckenfield & SYP chief Wright are crapping themselves now that their lies have been exposed yet again, fearing that they will end up in court for killing & then lying about it.

In particular I hope Duckenfield spends a long time in jail (27 years would seem fair), enduring getting his ring smashed in by a big-cocked sadist who hasn't heard of lube.

Every fucking day.

As for Kelvin Mackensie: I hope his genitals get bitten off by rabid rats and then somebody carves "The Truth" on his face with a stanley knife. Alternatively, he's kidnapped, has "Allah fucks children" tattooed on his face and gets a 1-way-trip to Syria.

That aside, this is a day when a gross miscarriage of justice has been undone. 

Shattered

Went to PandIS yesterday PM & got cages sorted. Then Pjil & I took a load of boxes of frames over (sackbarrow for me, trolley for him). The stairs down to the new storage area are narrow & a bit rickety - especially the 3rd one.

Suggested doing another run so went back to get more. Swappaed 'vehicles' and that's where it started to go wrong. That fucker was HEAVY! By the time we'd got to Kings Parade (after going up two slopes) I was already gasping and my legs were screaming. Also started to feel the 1st signs of a hypoglycemic attack* - shaky and sweating. Angle dragging trolley at didn't help: leaning forward meant couldn't get deep breaths in either.

By time had unloaded and got back I was completely done in. Got a bottle of Lucozade isotonic whicjh helped a bit but legs completely had it. Sat down and then got cold as clothes saturated. By the time I got home with Lou was completely done in. If it wasn't for going to Max Piggot's 18th birthday party I would have gone straight to bed.

Stil party was food (only stayed a couple of hours before limped home) and it was really good to see Cath after all her cancer problems.

* symptoms - http://bit.ly/1WJygh4

My Kingdom For A Brain

Had a job come in from Michelle (the one promoted just before the merger/the one who tried to get people to help (ie do) her do the job she was tasked with).

It's  do's & don'ts on internet use.

One instruction says that students/staff must not look at copyrighted material. Which effectively closes off the entire internet (bottom right).

Want to look at BBC content? ... Can't do that!

Read the Guardian? ... Can't do that.

Look at somebodies photos on Facebook? ... Can't do that.

Mentioned this stupidity to Kate, who mentioned it to a bloke who took the poster off to point out that we'll look more than stupid if that goes out. That said, part of me want's it to go out so when the shit hits the fan ...

PS: Added to this is the fact that, after I'd run the job, the woman who brought it down admitted that she'd forgotten to check that it was OK to run for the cost (about £10). As of Monday evening, they are still here.

[Update: after a long arguement it got changed]

An average visit

Bruce

In - 09.50

Out - 12.52

In - 14.12

Out - 14.13

In - 14.15

Out 16.28