Gross Injustice: The Jeremy Bamber Story

Regular readers will be aware of my thinly disguised disgust for the judiciary: I have come to believe that it is a very, very lucky man or woman that gets a fair hearing in a courtroom these days.

A couple of days ago I was reminded of the Jeremy Bamber case. Jeremy was sent to gaol for life in 1985. He has maintained his innocence steadfastly throughout his sentence. Having read the details, I am not in the least surprised.

Like me, I am hoping that when you read those same details, and discover the players in this tragic event, you will be just as surprised and outraged at this miscarriage of justice.

Just for openers we have:

• A bungled police operation at the crime scene
• A "dead" body that moved itself from the ground floor to the upstairs of the house
• Tampered ballistics
• A scorned woman
• An extended family's greed for the inheritance
• Suppressed evidence

I am not going to lay out the case for you here. I'd prefer you to go and have a look at it first hand at the site set up for Jeremy. It is here.

There is a lot to take in, but you should have a look at the videos on the site because they will give you a condensed version of events. Then, because the devil is always in the detail, you need to look at the evidence more closely. The column on the left hand side allows you to do just that.

In order to stimulate your interest though, I want you to take a look at this video:


After watching that, you need to ask yourself why the police would not release the logs of the conversations heard at the crime scene from the moment Nevill Bamber called the police to say his schizophrenic daughter, recently released from hospital, "was going crazy with a gun". The line he called the police on remains open, and it is from here that detectives wrote the 25 page transcript. Instead of handing this to Jeremy's defence team, they locked it away in a cupboard and refused to hand it over. Worse than that, the police insisted that Nevill never called them. They also deny that Jeremy called them.

You may be wondering where Jeremy was at the time the murders took place. So was I. He was at home in bed. Much later, a police search found a silencer at his house. It looks as if the police took the silencer and used it to run their ballistics test, and it is after this that a whole bullet is found on his dead sisters body. The original fragment that was found (it clearly did not match the rifling on the silencer) mysteriously disappears. This evidence largely convicted Jeremy back in 1985. The scorned woman (Jeremy's girlfriend) added some damning evidence that was pure fabrication: she was clearly very pissed off about his having had a fling with another woman. The extended family, scenting blood in the water, leapt in with all sorts of tales to ensure young Jeremy was locked away, thus giving them an unhindered run at the inheritance.

Perfect, isn't it? Bungling cops, suppressed evidence, the real killer dead, others queuing up to testify against Jeremy, a big pile of money, a judge that took far too much at face value, and a prosecutor hungry for the fame of winning a sensational case.

With hindsight we can see that Jeremy was fucked from day one. With persistence, we can force the police and the prosecutor to release all the evidence that proves Jeremy's innocence.

The only small problem we have, is that it proves their guilt.

CR.