'Trust me, you'll be grand with a killer next door'
God save us from so-called experts who would release murderers into our midst, says Eilis O'Hanlon
Published 14/03/2010 | 05:00
THE two most terrifying words in the English language are "Trust me." Uttering them generally means the speaker has given up all hope of winning the day through rational argument and has decided instead to rely solely on an appeal to their own authority.
Take the psychologists -- all no doubt eminent, experienced and knowledgeable -- who agreed that Jon Venables, one of the two killers of Liverpool toddler Jamie Bulger, posed only a "trivial" risk of reoffending on release.
Ten years on, Venables is back behind bars, allegedly for downloading child pornography on his computer. Diligent digging by tabloid journalists, a species thoroughly despised by the chattering classes, has revealed that this probably isn't the first time Venables has breached the terms of his licence. He may even have revisited Liverpool, the location of the original offence, which he was expressly forbidden to do ever again -- though thankfully, he is only said to have done so for very important reasons.