Even the Financial Times gives it a box and link. So, what makes today’s issue of the Daily Telegraph unique among the British newspapers?See if you can spot it:
Odd, don’t you think? Even on the website, Hillsborough ranks only as the fifth (and final) “bullet-pointed” item:
It’s not one of the banner “Hot Topics”. You’ll look in vain for any reference on the comments pages. On the other hand, a skeleton that might, just might, be that of Richard III (died 22 August 1485) is judged to be more “immediate”. Further down, we discover that the story is covered elsewhere in the paper, but safely cloistered and under the heading of “Sport”.
John Stevenson (Carlisle) (Con): For absolute clarification, will the Prime Minister confirm that all documentation and all papers relating to this matter are now in the public domain?
The Prime Minister: It is not quite as simple as that. All the documentation was made available to the panel, and I understand from the panel that it was very pleased with the co-operation it had from everybody—from the Government to the South Yorkshire police to the media. It feels it was given every document it needed to see—over 450,000 documents. The overwhelming majority of those will be published. The only documents that will not be published—this is set out in the way the panel was originally established—are those needed for individual data protection, so some will not be revealed. However, the panel has set out the process by which that will be judged. Let me emphasise that it is a decision for the panel, not for the Government. We have not held back anything.
That would only make sense were we to know the definition of individual data protection. Whose data? What individual?
- The South Yorkshire policemen? Well, yes: if there’s going to be a prosecution for obstructing justice or whatever.
- The ambulance service? Ditto.
- Politicians? Ah, therein lies the rub.
Whose reputation has to be protected? In an exchange which went on, and on, for eighty minutes, runs to thirteen and a third thousand words, one word never ever was used: Thatcher.
Bet that’s not the case, on the streets , in the pubs, across garden fences in Liverpool.