Poor the police. The Met have had a tough year. From the giddy heights of July 7th, to yesterday's awful press conference. Could they have seemed more like fascist scum if they tried?
The lovely thing about the internet is you can look back at how the story unfolded, and watch the Met's statements gradually unravel, their fumbling attempts to blacken their victims, and then the brothers finally got to tell their story. Shut the fuck up, indeed.
Meanwhile, my personal trainer, who went up to the Met for a job interview last week, has decided not to join. Well, would you?