Stephen Glover

Why all the hatred for Andrew Gilligan? His story was essentially correct

Why all the hatred for Andrew Gilligan? His story was essentially correct

issue 20 September 2003

It strikes me, as I follow the Hutton inquiry, that almost any human activity can be made to appear questionable, even dodgy. I think of my – not untypical – hurried departure for London yesterday morning. Already late, I filled the dog’s water bowl directly from a jug, though I knew it needed washing out; threw a bank statement into the bin unopened; ate half a chocolate bar left by one of my sons on the kitchen table; and induced the taxi driver to break the speed limit as we raced to the railway station, where I just caught my train, and thereby accomplished my mission.

If, though, something had gone wrong – if I had fallen on to the railway line or inadvertently pushed an elderly lady on to it – could not my behaviour have been represented as systematically irresponsible, indicative of some character flaw and in some way setting off a train of events that was bound to end in disaster? Might not a sneering QC have succeeded in persuading others that I had recklessly disregarded my health, let down my dog, my children and my family, besides flouting the law and abusing an innocent Bangladeshi taxi driver? I have a similar sense watching Andrew Gilligan, the BBC reporter, being slowly deconstructed.

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