Murdoch Mysteries – Police bullying

Oh flip, it has brought it all back; that horrible interrogation that I suffered.

In “What lies buried”, a policeman was found in the floor of the cellar of the Police station. As it turned out, the policeman who has been buried was homophobic and was bribing the street boys and was going to bribe Chief Inspector Giles.

I have to say that it was a very powerful performance by the actor playing Giles. Yes, Giles was gay but he was a principled man and the actor brought that out tremendously well in his acting but the tremendous bullying tactics of Murdoch brought that nightmare all back to me.

The irony was that although he was gay, he did nothing else wrong apart from helping to bury the dead policeman, who was accidentally killed by his loyal constable friend.

Nothing but nothing will eradicate what happened to me from my mind but, of course, I was innocent as I later proved.

But innocence does not matter to today’s police. They will just try and break you and they do not care a fig what damage they do to you, they just want a result.

It is not just the loss of Verity that explains why I am the way that I am now. It is also that interrogation that was permanently marked me, marking me for life.

With the case of the gay chief inspector, they at least had a body and some other evidence but, with me, all that they had was the word of a disgruntled, manipulated little girl, which proved in the end result, to be nothing.

I proved my innocence but nothing was done to my accuser or to the police officers who nearly broke me.

It seems as though people can be accused or interrogated by others with complete impunity, especially when it comes to rape or child abuse.

THAT IS NOT JUSTICE, THAT IS NOT FAIR, THAT IS NOT RIGHT

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