Memories are short, so let’s have a little reminder of what happened on day one. Day one, fingers were pointed at the Russians, with the story breaking within hours that two former Russians had been poisoned with a nerve agent spray. Day one.
How the fuck did our people know all that so quickly? On day one, the Skripals were two collapsed people in a park. Fair enough, their identities would have been quickly established, but is A&E’s first priority into diagnosing unconscious people, who can provide no details of what it is they might have taken or been exposed to? Is nerve agent really the first thing they’re going to check? The government’s account waltzed around the world before any sort of probity had the chance to get its pants on.
On day two, the Saudi Crown Prince arrived on a highly controversial visit, not that most people would know it, because the quickly concocted Skripal story was on the newsreels 24/7.
If this is how our police operated in the main, we’d say that we were a police state. How else would you describe an investigation which reached its conclusion four hours later with no physical evidence?
Apparently, the OB knew that the alleged agents were in town six months ago, knew they were staying in that hotel. Did they inform the hotel owner that the premises might be contaminated? Nope. They just let it carry on being a hotel, with all the guests and potential contamination. Back in the day, they were shutting Salisbury businesses down left, right and centre.
This stinks, and I reckon the only folk having trouble sniffing it out are those with too much shit up their noses already to smell the difference.