The Man Who Never Was
Special Care
In reply to:
https://groups.google.com/group/uk.legal/browse_thread/thread/aa960a0757c3590/de97483c1a4c9a18?hl=en#de97483c1a4c9a18
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If you make a complaint against the health service, NHS or private, or
are suspected of causing offence to them in some way, word gets
around, at least regionally, and you could be ‘a marked man,’ denied
access to services you are entitled to and ‘flagged’ for possible
retaliation.
As for doctors abusing people who are helpless on the operating
table…. I know Dr Robert Mendelsohn died on the operating table when
he seemed to his readers to be in robust health, but beyond that
nobody will say anything about it. A lot of medical / vivisection
profiteers wanted Dr Robert Mendelsohn out of the way.
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I’m also reminded of Patrick Hackett.
His case is just obliquely relevant to what you described, and is
quite interesting, although very much a taboo subject in both England
and Ireland.
Patrick Hackett is the man who never was. Nobody wants to talk about
him. He’s an embarrassment to all.
In the 1970s, Dotty O’Connell, IRA boss in Dublin, was recruiting
ignorant, impressionable young southern Irish boys to go over to
London to blow up as many innocent civilians as possible, as part of
their ‘struggle for freedom’….
At about 4.30 pm one sunny day in 1975, Patrick Hackett got onto the
‘underground’ train at a northern terminal, Upminster, carrying a bomb
timed to explode later in central London in a crowded carriage at the
height of the rush hour (with Patrick Hackett intending to be at a
safe distance from it). A few miles outside Upminster, the bomb
started to smoke and exploded prematurely, as Patrick Hackett
desperately threw it away from him toward the other end of the
carriage. The train stopped between stations. Patrick Hackett ran
away, covered in blood. When locals approached him to try to help him,
he pointed a gun at them screaming: “English bastards.”
Patrick Hackett did time in an English jail, minus an arm and a leg.
This raises some interesting questions.
You know how high above the ground those London trains are. Between
stations, with no platform, it’s a bit difficult to get out of them,
and then to run away, especially if you are so badly injured that you
later are judged by doctors to need amputation of an arm and a leg.
You see the contradiction. How did Patrick Hackett get out of the
train between stations and run away, if he was so badly injured that
he later needed an arm and a leg amputated?
He was under police guard when taken to hospital. Nod nod, wink wink.
If his bomb had gone off in a crowded carriage in central London, as
he intended, many innocent people would have lost arms and legs. Nod
nod, wink wink.
I often used those London trains in the 1970s. Although I’m a man who
can get agitated about corruption and injustice, I’ve not shed any
tears over Patrick Hackett’s arm and leg. I doubt if any civil
rights / malpractice lawyer or campaigner, of whatever nationality,
would want to complain on his behalf, then or now. It’s a taboo
subject. Not much fun being Patrick Hackett, the man who never was,
the man who is only an embarrassment to everybody.
Rupert Bear
> In reply to:https://groups.google.com/group/uk.legal/browse_thread/thread/aa960a0...
Well,,
I never heard of Hackett before,,, but if he got done unkindly on the
table,,, at least he would have known why...
If I had ever done anything against my GP's,, one might be able to
rationalise and say OK. fair doo's...
But I have no such luxury of having deserved it in any way,,,
the circumstances of my complaint are completely unacceptable and
intolerable...
I have been meaning to get back to this thread for a while but todal
asked a question about letters and i am having difficulty trying to
locate them...
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