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Cunt of the Moment...

London Borough of Bexley - For their determination to remain one of the most corrupt, dishonest, deceitful councils in the country whilst stomping on the democratic rights of the electorate in order to cover up their misdeeds.

#TwitterCuntTrial – The Flashmob

A little while back I jokingly said maybe a little flashmob outside Greenwich Magistrates Court would be a good idea.

I’ve decided it might actually be pretty cool if I could get a few people gathered together to make some sort of statement. Quite obviously I’m not going to ask you to use the word “CUNT” unless you really want to. The whole point of me contesting these charges against me is because if Bexley Council, the police and the CPS get their way and I am convicted there are pretty serious implications for other people out there who blog/Tweet similarly to myself.

Free speech and free expression is fast becoming an extinct species in this country, and unless people start making a stand against those who wish to stifle either we’re pretty much fucked.

So I’ll make this as easy for you as possible, if you fancy taking part, all you’ll need is yourself, a bit of duct tape and a few free hours on Valentines day. If you fancy going a little further, feel free to use the word “CUNT” in anyway you want to.

I know there’s a lot of you out there who don’t like me, or how I go about doing things, but I also know those of you who don’t DO support freedom of speech and expression. What’s a few hours of your time to make a little statement?

Date: 14th February 2012
Time: 12:45 onwards
Place: Greenwich Magistrate’s Court

It’ll be a fun day, if you come you’ll hear the prosecutor use the word “CUNT” for starters, and regardless of the outcome, we’re going to find a pub and have a few drinks.

I’m arranging for a special shirt to be made for me to wear whilst in court. But that’s top secret.

Be there, don’t be there…

Retrospective Catch Up

Just after my arrest and first court appearance I posted a few blogs which landed me in the shit with Mr Solicitor and I had to take them down, but since those charges have been dropped for the new one I’ve taken them from draft status and published them.

Some of you may have been quick and read them before they came down but just in cae:

http://www.youve-been-cromwelled.org/?p=2945
http://www.youve-been-cromwelled.org/?p=2939
http://www.youve-been-cromwelled.org/?p=2920
http://www.youve-been-cromwelled.org/?p=2908
http://www.youve-been-cromwelled.org/?p=2899
http://www.youve-been-cromwelled.org/?p=2879

Enjoy….

Ban From Council Meetings Extended

It was always going to be on the cards really. Last year I was banned from attending council meetings for being “disruptive” apparently. Before I was banned I’d only ever been what I consider disruptive once. Even then it was a half arsed attempt at trying to push a little bit of democracy along.

The council tried clearing the public gallery while they talked about “secret stuff” which involved the sale of the council offices and some sort of “sensitive” information. I refused to go, at least not until after I had a chat with “one of those that cannot be mentioned because of bail conditions”. The council claimed at the time I was disruptive and belched out a list of sorts of the times I’d been disruptive. at meetings. Including this little nugget of fuck-wittery. They blathered on about my blog etc, etc….

Bear in mind now, they banned me apparently for being disruptive at meetings, what the actual fuck my blogging has to do with meetings I have no idea. Anyway fact is they banned me, it didn’t stop me from trying to get in.

Of course a couple of weeks later I was arrested.

A month or so later I was found not guilty of harassment, but, of course that means sweet fuck all to this cunt:

GASP! Olly you can’t call this cunt a cunt, because you’ll be breaching your bail conditions. Aaah you see dear reader this is Will Tuckley, CEO of Bexley Borough Council and he’s not a councillor so I can call this cunt whatever the fucking fuck I want. The shit-stabbing, jizz-dribbling, camel-felching fuck puppet that he is.

He’s well on his way to being crowned “Cunt of the Year” again this year, and it’s only fucking January. You see Mr Fucking High and Cunting Mighty wrote me ANOTHER fucking love letter, which I received this week. I think I’m starting to feel a little fucking harassed here… Wouldn’t you agree?

For those of you who don’t know, Will Tuckley is:

The CEO of Bexley Council

Earns in Excess of £200k p/a

Is accountable to no one when it comes to his working hours

Has lied to the police

Has lied in FOI requests

Has instructed staff to show him FOI requests submitted by cetain members of the public before those requests are released.

Denies ever having a meeting about bloggers in Bexley contrary to a first hand report of said meeting.

Is the subject of a petition by over 2000 residents asking for his salary to be reviewed which the council has rejected outright.

I’m sure you’ve guessed from the title of this post the details of said love letter are. This mendacious, little fucking, taxpayer teat suckling, fuckwit has written to me to tell me that I am still banned from attending council meetings after a review, the reasons he gave were numerous.

My harassment of a councillor (which I was found not guilty of)

Councillors are feeling intimidated by my blog postings

Etc, etc ad in-fucking-finitum.

Last time I was banned I threatened legal action and didn’t do anything about it, this time however I have a legal representative who will be receiving instruction from me on Monday morning. I will also be laying a charge of harassment against Bexley Council, you see when it comes to harassment it’s two strikes and you’re out. This is the second time they’ve harassed and distressed me by denying me my right of access to the democratic process. There’s also a case for libel. Mr Cunt – Features is accusing me of harassment. A charge which I was found not guilty of. I challenge him to prove harassment and take me to court. Again.

By the time this ban ends it will have been 11 months since the council will have allowed me my democratic right to attend council meetings.

See you in court fuck-bubbles!

Finally I Get Off My Arse

And post the disclosure the prosecution delivered. Bear in mind this was all we got, this was their case. Look how disjointed, cross-wired and irrelevant most of it is. Look also to see the lies certain people in the borough told the police in their statements. All names have been redacted except for the names of the police. (Yeah you cock-sucking fuck-pigs!) Bail conditions state it should be so. Some blanks are obviously my name which you can find easily on the net if you really tried. Or I could provide you with a link, but that’s far too easy for you.

Not sure if this will land me in any shit, but since the charge of harassment was dropped based on this evidence, it’s now not worth anything. Oh wait, yes it is, it’s the basis for their new charge of malicious communication. Oh, well. DOESITLOOKLIKEIGIVEAFUCK?

Just click each image to get a bigger version. Hopefully I got the bastards in the right order. God help you if you’re still on dial up internet. Booyaka motherfuckers!

Bored to Fucking Distraction

Apologies for the lack of blogging lately, it’s been a bit quiet on the news front really, and there’s not been much to report.

That said you’ll be pleased to know the filth have returned all my computer equipment and all electronic items except for my phone so we can continue to do what I said we should do here. If you follow me an Twitter you’ll have seen me throwing that link around on a very regular basis and by all accounts there’s been quite a response to my plea.

Speaking of Twitter, if you want to see the madness I get up to it’s best to follow me (@Sir_Olly_c), for example today you missed a humdinger. I’ve been slobbing it all day and was really contemplating slitting my wrists through boredom, but a crazy idea popped into my head. See that cake at the top of this post? That is the artistry of me.

My first cake ever. Pretty good innit? I really wanted to write “Fuck Bexley” on it but after Ed Balls has announced to the world that Labour are doing a U-turn I thought a cock pic would be more suitable for Labour… today anyway…

Booyaka cunts!

New Trial & New Charges…#TwitterCuntTrial Continues

IT’S A LONG MOTHER-FUCKER – GRAB A COFFEE OR BEER

Apologies for the lack of posting over the festive period, things have been rather hectic, I’ve had to work, attend court, run around after Santa making sure Olly Jnr was going to get his presents etc. There is however a rather long blog post waiting to go live, it includes the full disclosure the prosecution handed over when they attempted to charge me with harassment. I have to unfortunately redact names from said disclosure as if I publish it as is I will end up breaking bail conditions and end up being re-arrested or something.

I attended the postponed pre-trial hearing on the 21st December fully expecting the prosecution to finally hand over all disclosure and fully expecting all the charges against me to have been particularised. As it turns out this didn’t happen. The pre-trial hearing was supposed to have been where the prosecution and defence sat and talked through all the requirements for the actual trial, arranging witnesses to be called etc. I wasn’t actually required to be at the pre-trial hearing but because I want to be involved every step of the way I attended. My legal counsel also suggested I attend. Which I did, after a fashion (alarm clock failure, but not so bad as to miss anything). As I arrived there I was escorted to a private conference room where my barrister was sitting with a whole bunch of paperwork in front of him.

He advised that it looked like the prosecution didn’t have a case and they were going to drop the harassment charges (hooray!) but they were going to charge me with grossly offensive malicious communications, which I’ll get to in a bit. My barrister also showed me the proposed restraining order the prosecution want to issue me, as it stands it’s looking very scary indeed, not only for me, but for Tweeters and bloggers too, which again I’ll explain in a bit…

We were called to the court room and I was escorted to the now hilariously funny glass box (funny to me because I’m such a hardened criminal they have to lock me away from the general public.) Bear in mind I wasn’t even supposed to be there so why they did so is beyond me. It all became very clear. The prosecution admitted to the judge that they had no case against me for harassment and the judge then passed a not guilty verdict. In the eyes of the law I have not harassed anyone. That much has been blatantly clear from day one innit?

However the prosecution did charge me with grossly offensive malicious communications, based on two Tweets I made at the beginning of October. In these two Tweets I posted a picture of a house, and invited people to guess who lived there, I also said I’d give the address at a later stage. I never did give the address, that’d have been silly for a number of reasons. I also invited people to post shit (not literally) through the door. At no time did I ever say who’s house it was. I never in a million years thought anyone would guess. Sadly for me, someone did and they reported this to said person, and both of them embellished the truth in the hope it would get me into further trouble (Keep an eye out for the disclosure in a future blog post).

From the beginning this whole sorry episode has been politically motivated by those who I’ve exposed, by those who want to silence me lest they get caught doing the wrong we all know they’re doing. So I’ve been offensive in the things I’ve said, so fucking what. They have the right to be offended and I have the right to offend, I’ve always maintained this. If you don’t like what I write don’t read it. It’s a very simple solution. Which brings me nicely to the new charge.

The prosecution are going to have a hard time defining what grossly offensive is, they recognised this straight away, simply put, what I find grossly offensive you might not, and vice versa. They’re going to have to define it very clearly because it could have very serious implications in the future, and this is why I believe this is an important case, not high profile and not just because it’s me that’s being prosecuted, but because of the implications it has for you the Tweeter, you the blogger, you the Facebooker, in fact even you the emailer. You see if the prosecution get their way it opens up a huge can of worms that frankly I’d not want and I don’t believe you will either.

I’m being accused of sending a malicious communication, via Twitter. Said communication was aimed at no one in particular, it was never intended to be malicious, it was an opportunistic, off the cuff Tweet that I Tweeted to be controversial and funny and was not directly Tweeted at the alleged victim of my crime. In fact said victim of my crime doesn’t even have a Twitter account and hadn’t even seen the Tweet when he reported it to the police, or even when he made his statement to the police (Again see disclosure in a future post). In fact this only became a problem when a third party saw my Tweet and reported it to the victim and the victim via proxy claimed to be harassed by myself. He never claimed I sent him any malicious communication, I never have.

So we have two halves of a charge neither of which can be proved, yet the prosecution still insists on charging me. Why? Here’s my theory and anyone who reads this post can dispute said theory in the comments.

The council saw a chance to silence both bloggers in Bexley (search this blog for Prevention of harassment letter). I was the easier target of the two and they’ve been trying to find a way to silence me in anyway they could. In fact so desperate were some people they lied and gave false information to the police. (See disclosure in a future post). The police, either through sheer incompetence or in an effort to please their paymasters totally mismanage the whole case. (I’m inclined to believe it’s a combination of both but more the latter)The the ideal opportunity presents itself when I make those two Tweets, involved persons make a meal of the whole thing and report me to the police. Police and prosecution think they have enough evidence to charge me, assuming that once I see the evidence I’ll roll over and plead guilty straight away (See disclosure in future post). Because they think I’ll plead guilty straight away they don’t bother with any follow up investigation.

I appear in court on the 7th November and plead not guilty to the charge, the prosecution is directed by judge to provide full disclosure (because they didn’t) and particularise the charges at the pre-trial scheduled for the 12th December. My bail conditions stipulate that I am not allowed to refer to any councillor directly or by name on any social networking sites at all. (aherm yes, define the legal meaning of a social networking site?)

The two bloggers in Bexley with help from many people in the borough take it upon themselves to show that the prosecution doesn’t have a leg to stand on when it comes to prosecuting me. One of the bloggers publishes all the findings, the other alludes to the new evidence which proves no harassment has taken place. Some of the new evidence points to council servers and rather “mysteriously” that evidence disappears.

I attend court on the 12th December fully expecting to receive full disclosure and to hear the particulars of the charges against me. This is not to be, apparently the prosecutor hasn’t even opened the case file let alone done what was expected of him. We don’t even make the court room, the pre-trial is postponed as the prosecutor is not ready with the case. (I might add at quite a significant financial cost to myself, contrary to popular belief lawyers etc do not come cheap. That’s a top tip from yours truly). Pre-trial is postponed for the 21st December. My legal team opines that we have the prosecutor running in circles and they don’t know what to do. This is heartening news, obviously because from the outset I have always maintained that the harassment charges were a load of bollocks.

At the new pre-trial hearing on the 21st December the prosecution knowing they could never in a million years provide enough evidence at all to prove I harassed anyone, especially after the evidence published by both Bexley bloggers. They decide that there is no case to answer to and to save face decide to prosecute me for grossly malicious communications instead as it is easier to prove than the harassment charge. Easier, but they’ll still have a hell of a time trying to do so. The highlight of the hearing of course was hearing the prosecutor say CUNT, in a full court, in a case where I’m being partly prosecuted for saying the word cunt, on Twitter. I did allow myself a little gigle whilst locked in the glass box.

So the charge changed, I was found not guilty of harassment of any councillor (the prosecution could not make up their mind whether I was harassing one or more councillors)yet my bail conditions remained the same, as if I was still guilty of harassment. Those bail conditions should have been dropped and new ones given.

What would have happened if I hadn’t been at court when they charged me with something new, would I have been arrested again?

So, I digressed somewhat, what implications are there going to be if I am found guilty of malicious communications because of that Tweet? Well imagine for a minute you send an email to a friend, within that email you jokingly talk about how you’d love to super-glue your neighbours postbox shut, because quite frankly they’re a cunt. Your friend opens the email not realising that one of your neighbours friends is standing in the vicinity and they happen to read the email. Your neighbours friend knows who you are and knows you’re a neighbour and skips off to go tell your neighbour. Your neighbour, not even seeing the email, makes a complaint to the police. You are arrested and charged with grossly offensive malicious communications.

It’s probably not the best analogy but I’m sure you’ll get the gist, apply that analogy to your blogging and to your Tweeting, can you see where this could end up? Can you see the implications? Yes I know I posted those Tweets on a public forum, but it wasn’t directed at my victim and the chances any of my followers would have guessed who’s house it was were little to none. The person who “grassed” me up to the victim doesn’t even follow me on Twitter.

Home straight time, the proposed restraining order should I be found guilty. It’s rather scary, some bit are understandable, others aren’t.

1. Not to own, operate or write on a website or social media any criticisms of Bexley council. – This is wrong, the charges that related to Bexley council I was found not guilty of, why would they not want me writing about Bexley Council? Can you guess dear reader? I bet you can.

2. Not to contact the victim directly or indirectly. – Understandable if I’m found guilty.

3. Not to write directly or indirectly about Bexley Councillors on any site. – Wrong again, those charges were dropped I am innocent of harassment.

4. Not to refer to victim directly or indirectly on any site – Understandable if I’m writing about victim in a personal way but he is an elected representative who should be open to scrutiny just like any other elected representative.

When I saw the proposed restraining order I said to my barrister it was a load of bollocks and was way over the top especially since I’d been found not guilty of harassment of Bexley Council. He agreed.

This whole case boils down to two things. Freedom of Speech and Freedom of Expression and if I’m found guilty, the state is denying me those rights.

The new trial details:

Date: 14th February 2012
Place: Greenwich Magistrates Court
Time: 13:30

Keep an eye out for a Freedom of Speech, Freedom of Expression Flash-mob coming somewhere, sometime soon. Perhaps in Greenwich, perhaps on Valentines Day and perhaps around the midday mark. Perhaps it will be called “Express Your Inner Cunt”

#TwitterCuntTrial – Express Yourself… Freely

As you all know, I was charged and then found not guilty of harassment, although the prosecution decided they’d charge me with something easier to prove. When I was arrested at the end of October all my computer equipment, all my wife’s computer equipment and all my mobile phones and digital cameras were seized. At my last hearing the judge instructed the prosecution to allow me to have my equipment back, all of it. This came after repeated attempts by myself and via letters from my legal team. I’m still sitting without my computer equipment.

Today I took it upon myself to visit the police station to demand my equipment back. When I got there I was told the evidence safe was closed on bank holidays, and anyway the police were still investigating the charge I’d been found not guilty of. That’s some sort of what-the-fuckery right there.

I’d really like to get my equipment back as soon as possible, however I don’t foresee that happening any time soon. Now I know the police are still looking at my equipment and this gives the opportunity to cause a little more mischief. If you follow me on Twitter (@Sir_Olly_C) you’ll have seen what type of mischief I want to cause. In case you don’t know here goes.

The police have my phone and I’m asking any Tom, Dick or Harry to text that phone a message or even a picture message. You can say whatever the fuck you want to say, you can send cock pics, tit pics, whatever the fuck you want. I don’t care. In fact if you fancy joking about blowing airports up, or police stations up or even parliament go right fucking ahead and do so. You can call me a cunt, you can call the cops a cunt, I care not a fucking jot, it’s my phone and I’m soliciting filth, foul language and anything else you deem fit or unfit to send.

You have freedom of expression, you have freedom of speech and I’m asking you to exercise those rights.So I suppose you’re wanting that number?

07981523271

Do your fucking worst!

To verify this is my number here’s a screenshot of the top of my latest bill, with some details missing: