Hearing of the death of a friend, a good man turned into a scapegoat by our highly corruptible so-called justice system, is really sad.

And it's doubly so because of the seeming impossibility at the time of him disproving the professional misguidance from those hiding behind law degrees.

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Justice ... As Roger's history shows, no wonder the image of justice is blindfolded. Hopefully, she wouldn't want to see the reality of it here. Photo by Tingey on Unsplash
Roger Gordon and I both suffered from England’s corrupt ‘justice’ system.

It's a system that accepts corruption to such an extent that it certainly seems that we ordinary citizens would be very fortunate indeed were we to receive justice.

I met Roger in prison and assumed, as we do, that of course he must be guilty, even though I knew only too well the crooked side of ‘justice’.


Of course, I should do.

I had watched how 'justice' without the least sign of conscience, had sent me to jail for nineteen years for smuggling - even though the prosecution knew it was an invented charge.

I tried to help Roger find justice and when my time was up – I did eight years and two weeks - I encouraged and helped him to start and keep going a blog on Google’s really excellent Blogger.

In one blog, he writes, ‘I have a battle going with the people in charge here over lie detector tests.

‘Only recently I discovered that a convicted man is allowed to take these specialist tests. I am chasing after authority for it and to have it done.

‘Then let them ask me again if I killed my wife, and let the scientists this time decide if I am lying - as the prosecution kept insisting.


‘Like to see them – the prosecutors - agree to a lie detector test after their performance in my trial. The equipment would go into melt-down.'

Roger gave me the facts of his case. In many ways, it is his word against the evidence of a young couple of addicts. And – as so often happens, it seems to me – it was made worse by selfish and possibly unthought out advice from counsel.

When it was Roger’s time to enter the witness box to give evidence, his barrister advised against it. She had another trial about to start, a trial she must attend.

‘I took the option then not to appear. It was a monumental mistake.


‘What do you tell yourself when you realise the size of a mistake? I trusted my defence team. I was innocent.

‘I simply couldn't believe that the jury would accept the circumstantial and discredited prosecution evidence. I was very wrong.’

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