Tuesday, May 13, 2014

RIDICULOUS ADVERTISING STANDARDS AUTHORITY

Leo Grobler

Dear Consumers,  
         The ASA has been set up by its media members to police advertising to protect you the South Africa public.
         Here’s how well it does it and how utterly ridiculous it is.
         Ridiculous website: Being years out of date it is a shocking advertisement for advertising and an indictment on the media organisations that fund it. Examples: The latest Annual Report is for 2007/8; Statistics are for 2009/2010; Ad-Alerts were last issued in 2010 and its most recent Precedent Manual which it was proud to announce has rulings made six years ago.
        
MSIBI - no joke
The ASA’s Chief Executive Officer Thembi Msibi was reported as saying; "The website is undergoing changes and will be relaunched at a date yet to be confirmed."  That was another example of how ridiculous the ASA is because that was more than a year and half ago.
Ridiculous Preamble to its Code of Advertising Practice: This lists its very admirable requirements for advertising such as being legal, truthful, prepared with a sense of responsibility to the consumer and that it should not bring advertising into disrepute or reduce confidence in it. But the rider tells us that none of these requirements can be used as a basis for a complaint. So what they are there for is anybody’s guess.



Ridiculous ruling it can’t enforce: That’s the background to the ridiculous way my complaints were handled. A Tshwane University of Technology Professor Rudi de Lange complained about the claims made by a Dr Semba on his own website. De Lange believed the title “Dr” was used to make the ad more believable.
         Semba said he could cure epilepsy, high blood pressure and other ailments with his psychic powers and he undertook to solve the problem of miscarriages by warding off any spirit or demon that has been tormenting your productivity.
         According to the ASA website De Lange submitted, in essence that the advertiser does not hold substantiation as proof that his methods have the ability to cure the diseases mentioned. As such, the advertiser exploits consumer’s superstitions and beliefs.
         He quoted clauses of the ASA’s Code of Advertising Practice to back his complaint.
         The ASA decided that as it had not been able to get a response from Semba it had to go on what De Lange had submitted. Clause 4.1 required advertisers to hold substantiation for any claims made in their advertisements. But in this case the advertiser did not produce any proof of this in spite of being asked to do so.
         The Ridiculous ASA ruled that Dr Semba had to withdraw his ad with “immediate effect” even though it has no power to control these. Two months or more later the ad was still on the internet unchanged.
         "Our enforcement abilities are somewhat limited at present," Leo Grobler the ASA’s Manager, Dispute Resolutions told me referring to online advertising.
As I understand it the ASA can only control advertising placed with its media members.
         As part of its ruling the Ridiculous ASA made this admission that it was concerned about the proliferation of charlatan healers who used unregulated forms of the media like the internet to promoted their businesses based on unsubstantiated claims.
         "The ASA has ruled against such advertisements on numerous occasions in recent years,"it went on. "And it is hoped that the appropriate authorities will address this issue, as it is no doubt causing harm to the credibility of legitimate healers and practitioners and this industry at large."
         THIS BOLD STATEMENT BECAME EVEN MORE RIDICULOUS WHEN YOU READ WHAT MY EXPERIENCE WAS.
         My post of 4 December 2013 headed THE CITIZEN'S ALADDIN’S CAVE OF UNBELIEVABLE ADVERTS (Dubious Ads)exposed the fact that this Johannesburg based, daily paper carried pages of smalls ads that made claims similar to the ones Dr Semba was making.
         Even the paper’s Editor Steven Motale agreed with me that they were not believable.
         So as the paper was still carrying them more than two months after my post appeared unchallenged I complained to the ASA about them.

         I submitted pages of these ads taken from the February 26 and March 4 2014 editions of The Citizen together with a report from The Times about the De Lange ruling. I pointed out that the ads were clearly unbelievable and that many of them involved people calling themselves “Dr” or giving themselves other titles which were also clearly not true. I pointed out that the paper’s Editor had agreed the ads were not believable.
         Grobler replied saying that I had to submit a separate complaint for each ad and each advertiser would then be asked to comment before the ASA made a ruling.
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         As a test I started with six individual ones and I also said there could be as many as 50. But I didn’t get very far.                                                
         The first one concerned Baba Meseko’s unbelievable promises to enable you to get rich easily; have a lucky wallet to get R10 000 everyday; bring back lost lover etc, all 100% Guaranteed.
         The reasons I gave for my complaints were that the promises of easy money were obviously not true and nor was the guarantee to bring back lost lover.
I also submitted that the ad did not comply with various Clauses of the ASA’s Code of Conduct and I gave four examples.
One of them was that according to Clause 4.2.1 headed Misleading Claims an ad should not contain anything that is likely to mislead the consumer.
Another one that I quoted was 4.1 headed Substantiation. This stipulates that before advertising is published all advertisers must have documentary evidence to support all claims that are capable of objective substantiation. 
This was exactly the same one De Lange used as part of his complaint.
Having told me that the ASA is required to act as a neutral and independent arbiter and that complainants were not required to prove their case but were expected to clearly make their case, Grobler kicked this one of mine into touch as well as all my other ones, which were very similar.                        
"You are telling us how you perceived the ad, but you have not yet articulated on what basis you believe that the advertiser has contravened the provisions of the Code," he told me.
This sounded like an echo of a reply I got some time ago from Puseletso Mahlangu, a Consultant in his department, when I had complained about get-rich-quick ads in the Sunday Times. She told me: "The letters of complaint clearly identify the aspects of the advertising you find objectionable, however you offer no grounds of complaint as far as the advertising is concerned."
YOU HAVE TO GO SOME TO GET MORE RIDICULOUS THAN THAT.
And the fact that Grobler refused to consider my complaints any further on the grounds that they were "not properly motivated" was even more ridiculous if one looks at the ASA’s Ad-Alert list on its website. This is sent to all aspects of the media to ensure that those with an adverse ruling, who have not responded, can not advertise again. Significantly nearly half those on the list of 19 were traditional healers with names not unlike those in the ads I complained about. Here are some of them Dr M.K Bumba, Prof John & Mama Mai, Dr Phamy Rehema, Prof Wakho and so on.
Could it be that the"neutral and independent arbiter" standard set by the ASA got affected by previous posts on my blog that were highly critical of the ASA.


Or was it that a complaint from a university professor carried more weight than any of mine?
My post about the get-rich-quick ads in the Sunday Times was headed Advertising Standards Authority’s bungling, bunglers.



         In that case my three complaints were accepted but they then apparently got lost due to various problems. With the result that nearly a year and half later Grobler apologised saying that because of the delays they were unable to finish what they started.
         Like all good police forces the ASA police don’t get off their butts until there is a complaint and as none of mine have been accepted it can justify turning a blind eye to what is going on at The Citizen. So it looks as though the paper, that claims to tell the truth and nothing but the truth in its editorial side, can go on making money punting these fairy tales in its ads to its gullible readers.
         THAT DEAR CONSUMERS IS HOW THE ASA PROTECTS YOU FROM UNSCRUPULOUS ADVERTISERS. AND THAT’S HOW REALLY ‘CONCERNED’ THE ASA IS ABOUT THE ‘PROLIFERATION OF CHARLATAN HEALERS.’
         TO ME THE ASA LOOKS LIKE A NEWSPAPER PROTECTION SOCIETY THAT IS NOT UNBIASED AT ALL BECAUSE ALL THOSE ADS IN THE CITIZEN ARE EARNING IT A LOT OF MONEY.
         Oh I nearly forgot. Grobler told me that the ASA’s jurisdiction did not empower it to prevent newspapers from accepting ads of this kind. That shows once again how ridiculous it is. He suggested I contact the Print & Digital Media SA (PDMSA) which has "some say over the business practices of publications."
         So this is what I did. Is the PDMSA just as ridiculous as the ASA? You’ll have to read my next post for the answer to that.
         Regards,
        Jon, the Poor Man’s Press Ombudsman

P.S. Before I published this I sent it to Grobler. I invited him to make factual corrections and to comment if he wished. I got no reply.



Tuesday, May 6, 2014

VOTE DA - IF YOU WANT A BRIGHT EFFICIENT FUTURE


Dear South African 
Voters,
        This is why my wife Gayle and I will be voting for the Democratic Alliance in the election.
        Until six years ago we were living in the African National Congress run Johannesburg, the industrial heart of our country. The inefficiency there was mind boggling. There was a pot hole of examples bigger than Table Mountain that would take a book to list them all.
SO MAKE SURE YOU VOTE DA
        Our parting inefficiency gift from Joburg was this. When you sell a house there you have to pay your property rates six months in advance before transfer can go through. Then if this happens after say a month you are entitled to get five months back. It took us almost a year of unanswered emails and fruitless phone calls before we got what was due to us.
        And that was only because we contacted a DA councillor in Joburg who intervened.
        Of course if we had emigrated to say Australia somebody at the Council might well have pocketed our money.

        In the DA controlled Cape Town where we now live you can easily contact heads of departments who actually answer the phone and who deal with your problem promptly.
        As an example of the Council’s spot on efficiency we had a water leak on the pavement outside our house on a Sunday. It was fixed a mere three hours after I reported it.
        Had it happened in Joburg the waste of water would have gone on for days if not weeks.
        So if you want an efficient administration not only for the place where you live but for the entire country the only answer is to VOTE 
        Regards,
        Jon and Gayle  
P.S. If you don't listen to me you must definitely listen to my wife. If anybody knows what's good for you she does. Ask DA leader Helen Zille. 

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Sunday, March 16, 2014

JERSEY'S SU-MO WITCH MORGAN GET'S THE BOOT


Dear Readers,
It seems my son Simon Abbott who died prematurely aged 47 in the Channel Island of Jersey last year after being relentlessly cyber-bullied was not the only person to get the treatment from the island’s witch Maureen Morgan (See my posts JERSEY’S HEARTLESS PARAMEDIC Parts 1& 2 & TALKING ILL OF THE DEAD - THE JERSEY WAY).        
The wheel has now turned and not even her mumbo jumbo could save her. They say it’s not over until the Fat lady sings. Well the election is over and I can’t see her doing much singing. The electorate has completely rejected her efforts to get into the island’s Parliament.
         Her alleged Tarot card reading expertise was sadly lacking because if it had been any good she would not have even entered the race.
In a bye election she ran a vicious, social media smear campaign that was very similar to the way she attacked my son.
Here’s the story headed Ding, Dong the witch is Dead lifted from The Bald Truth, the blog of Trevor Pitman, a former member of the States Assembly, as the Parliament there is called.
I have shortened it slightly and included pictures and  Tweets which were not in his original. Also included in brackets are explanations to make things clear for those of you who are not familiar with the politics on the Island

Vicious cyber bully Maureen Morgan humiliated as St. Helier No 1 District voters refuse to buy into the con…

What the **** ever could have convinced a bitter and twisted, malicious, mean-spirited, potty mouthed pretend witch and claimed ‘professional’ Tarot card reader - one Maureen Morgan (‘Su-Mo’ to her victims on the internet) to kid herself she had even a cat in hell’s chance of conning enough of the fine people of St. Helier (that’s the capital of Jersey) No. 1 District to vote her into the States Assembly?
SU-MO MORGAN SPOILING FOR A FIGHT.
 YOU CAN'T BLAME HER FOR NOT TAKING ON
SOMEBODY HER OWN SIZE

Yes it is certainly true that things in The Island Democracy Forgot are bad: really bad! Hell, with having lost Daniel Wimberley, Stuart Syvret, Bob Hill and now also both Shona (Pitman) and myself – that’s a full five of only eight politicians in recent times who were brave enough to stand up to the Establishment cover-up merchants and their corrupt judicial counterparts – things in truth have never ever been democratically bleaker (The five are all former members of the Parliament there and Shona is Trevor’s wife).

But desperate enough to make any sane and basically decent person risk a vote for Maureen Morgan …

A woman whose entire contribution to the Jersey community appears to revolve around the spreading of vicious and cowardly lies on the internet about anyone who dares disagree with her; let alone commit the cardinal sin of challenging or criticising her? As the truly pathetic and embarrassing total of just 51 voters psycho Su-Mo managed to garner in the by-election of March 5th 2014 spells out (no pretend witch pun intended!); and a fact all with even a rudimentary knowledge of politics, democracy, socio-economic and even plain and simple old common decency could have told her: the answer is a spectacular and resounding NO!



In fact the message for Maureen Morgan sent out by the electorate tonight could not be any less ambiguous: Go back to the broom cupboard. Stop taking your clear self-loathing, low self-esteem and twisted bitterness at your personal failures out on other people with this obsessive and cowardly internet bullying. Hell, act like an adult for once, take responsibility. Take a good hard look at yourself - and get some HELP!

The evidence of Maureen Morgan’s cyber abuse is shocking…

Indeed as just one of the many people Su-Mo has viciously and obsessively attacked (in all honesty her whole life seems to revolve around me as documented by numerous screenshots sent to me by people concerned I might have a deranged stalker) my ‘crime’ warranting this warped behaviour appears to have arisen simply from my daring to challenge her appalling cyber attacks on the name and character of the late Simon Abbott: a vulnerable individual barely cold in the ground (Maureen was one of eight people my son sued for libelling him on social media. He died before the cases could be finalised).

MORGAN'S IDEA OF FUN ATTACKING MY SON WITH THE HELP OF PARAMEDIC
DAVID MOODY.  FOUR DAYS AFTER SIMON DIED MOODY COMMENTED ON SU-MO'S
FACEBOOK PAGE: "NO LONGER A PROBLEM TO ANYONE. RIP."

          Vicious cyber rants the style of which Morgan has continued to hurl at the late
Mr Abbott’s distraught and grieving father Jon!
Okay, so my other personal ‘crime’ in Su-Mo’s twisted mind also appears to be that I hold Leftist political principles and perhaps even worse in her warped imagination and seething jealousy – I have over a number of years put in the kind of hard graft on behalf of the people who twice elected me (and just as many who couldn’t or even probably wouldn’t) which a lazy motor-mouth bully like Morgan could only dream of.

Morgan ‘talks the walk’ but can’t ‘walk the talk’…

Indeed, should anyone have any doubts on this last fact then just consider this little gem; Maureen Morgan bragged at the political hustings, on radio and on the net that she was the person who as Deputy (this is what they call a member of Parliament in Jersey) would ‘just roll up her sleeves’ and ‘do the work’ that needed doing. How strange then that this very same person was simply too bone idle (or too staggeringly arrogant?) to even knock on all the electorate’s front doors in the course of her election ‘campaign’? A ‘bad back’, Su-Mo - how very convenient.


In one of those bizarre twists of fate as chance would have it I came to be tipped off by the drunken blabberings of one of the tiny coterie of loons Morgan appears to feed on via a particular internet ‘political forum’ that Su-Mo was convinced she could get a great deal of publicity by deliberately goading me into exchanges throughout the weeks of the election campaign. ‘Jonnie’ or was it ‘Sue’ or ‘Julie’ being a bampot of equally staggering size let slip that not only would I apparently be ‘fuming’ at Morgan’s standing I also ‘just wouldn’t be able to resist firing back’ at Su-Mo’s on line abuse.


The fact was however her running for election actually had me in fits of laughter and further resolved me – thanks to the troll’s loose tongue - that I wouldn’t make a single comment or criticism until after the polling station had closed on March 5th. And despite the desperate and rabid abuse I have stuck to this.

But now of course the gloves can come off …

The fact is deprived of the publicity I would have guaranteed her Maureen Morgan’s election ‘campaign’ has consequently been all but non-existent: simply revolving around pumping out ever more vicious and childish abuse at those who she clearly knew were putting in the work and thus were more likely to have a chance of getting elected. People who also just happened coincidentally to be (you guessed it!) other community-driven leftists like Sam Mezec and Nick Le Cornu (they were both elected).

ON HER HIGH STICK AGAIN
Candidates endorsed by...me!

Even the well-intended Gino Risoli (another local politician) was abused and ridiculed mercilessly by Su-Mo’s tiny gang of supporters for simply having contrary perspectives. Whilst incredibly the bullying Su-Mo would even mock her victims’ appearance. People were 'Bald Tits.' People were 'wankers'. (Rico Sorda – an investigative blogger - in this case I believe). All pretty rich indeed coming from a woman who if one was to adopt her own standards would surely face the barb that she herself appears to have fallen from the very top of the ugly tree and bounced on every single branch on the way down?


Su-Mo would also happily mock her chosen victim’s demeanour – hey, I am apparently ‘camp’ amongst other things (no problem with that Su-Mo: if it was good enough for a pair of geniuses like Lou Reed and David Bowie then its quite good enough for me!) No insult it appeared was too low for this truly horrible, embittered individual. Indeed, at a special Church hustings Morgan even appalled people present with her ignorant, mocking views on inequality and ‘one armed black lesbians’!

Yet if all of this wasn’t enough then Maureen Morgan would also simply just make up lies…

For example I apparently had called her a ‘bitch’ a number of times on the internet. Yet oddly, when I took the trouble to write to her politely requesting she point out exactly ‘where and when’ Morgan obviously could not. As she knew full well it simply hadn’t happened. Indeed, faced with her lies being confronted head on Morgan never even bothered to reply.

MORGAN'S SELFY TAKEN FROM HER FACEBOOK PAGE.

Yet perhaps most troubling in looking back on all of Maureen Morgan’s horrible cyber bullying and abuse of people is what she actually told people on the internet – and within her ‘manifesto’ that she wanted to do had enough people in St. Helier No. 1 have been sufficiently gullible to vote her into the States.

Incredibly Maureen Morgan stated that she wanted to work within mental health …

Mental health! I ask readers: given all of the behaviour I have highlighted; all of the horrible abuse and attempts at cyber bullying could there really be a better example of what a lucky escape not just the people of No. 1 District but the Island generally have just had? Is this woman really that deluded? Quite possibly so given that in one of her rants at me Su-Mo had actually claimed that she was both a ‘counsellor’ and a ‘healer’! Indeed, just what poor Mr Jon Abbott will make reading such claims I really can’t imagine.


IF SHE IS 'LOVE' YOU WON'T WANT TO KNOW WHAT
'HATE' IS LIKE

Yet for all of Maureen Morgan’s horrible abuse and the cowardly lies she has spread about me and my wife the fact is that ultimately I just feel sorry for this sad and pathetic individual. After all – when even the Establishment won’t take a risk on a rabid anti-Leftie candidate you really should know you are seen as one of life’s losers! Indeed, it is fair to say it would be quite difficult to sink any lower.

         Thanks Trevor for summing up the witch’s appalling behaviour far better than I could have done. And let’s hope this is the end of her callous, social media assaults on innocent people.   
Regards,
Jon


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Saturday, March 1, 2014

PISTORIUS KILL AND THE HUMAN VULTURE


Dear Vultures,

         I’m not referring to those majestic birds with a huge wingspan that spend their lives cleaning up the veldt when elephant and other animals meet their maker.

         I’m addressing the entire human race.

         We have made tremendous strides in technology and other fields but we are nowhere near eradicating the vulture in all of us. And to make matters worse the human vulture is not driven by hunger to enable it to live, but by a ghoulish desire just to be at every kill possible.
WAITING FOR THE TRIAL
         Nothing interests us more than one of our own being killed, mutilated or obliterated. A roadside accident will draw a huge crowd in a flash. It’s the flow of red that sustains us.
         We revel in the bad, the gory and the macabre. The news media wouldn’t last a day with TV channels or papers that only gave us good stories and left out the bloody details that we all crave.
         Now, much like the flying vulture that can see for miles, social media has ensured the human type can be on the kill quicker than ever before.

LOOKING FOR ANOTHER BODY

         It, together with the other forms of media, enables us to get the feeling that we are actually on the body in amongst the horrific entrails, no matter where we happen to be throughout the world.

         God it’s thrilling, the whole experience makes me tremble with excitement.

         Better still we are now able to summon other vultures at the press of a button or the touch of a screen. There’s nothing like the feeling or the publicity you get from being first on the kill.
         Best of all are the ones involving high profile personalities like Oscar Pistorius.

IN HAPPIER TIMES
         That’s when our blood lust shoots off the scale. Just like the vultures in the wild we fly in from all over the place. And for those of us who can’t physically get there the media will ensure that we can feast on even the tiniest scrap of bloody meat.
JONATHAN JANSEN Rector of the University of the Free State
who described the Pistorius trial as an unholy obsession
about a man without legs

         You can’t do better than the way Sky News has been titillating our appetite for the trial with this juicy morsel. And what’s more it’s their exclusive.
         It’s footage of Oscar at a shooting range some time ago using the very same pistol he used to kill his girl friend, model Reeva Steenkamp. And this will be repeated ad nauseum for days just in case anybody around the world missed it the first time.
         I can’t wait to watch the shot by shot account of his trial. It doesn’t concern me in the least that the parents, other relatives and friends of Reeva’s will be reliving the agony of the day they heard that she had died, alone in a toilet.

REEVA'S PARENTS - DOES ANYONE CARE ABOUT THEM?
         All I’m interest in is satisfying my insatiable lust for all the circumstances surrounding a grisly, gruesome death, even down to the minute details like Oscar’s favourite food at the age of five.
         In the Pistorius case only one person has died, but we still smell the blood of two. We are jostling and Tweeting away at this feast that will only sustain us momentarily, until the next one comes along.
         Then we’ll be off to pick the bones clean from the carcass of some other human vulture, because unlike the ones in the wild we are cannibals on a grand scale.

         The most disturbing aspect of all is that we are tremendous hypocrites who still consider ourselves civilized.
         Yours depressingly,
         Jon, a spokesman for all wild vultures that are so outraged at the way the human ones are dragging their name into the gutter.


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Tuesday, February 11, 2014

JERSEY'S HEARTLESS PARAMEDIC


Dear Readers,    
DAVID MOODY
Paramedics are the people who are usually the first on the scene of an accident. We rely on them to give us the best emergency treatment that can often mean the difference between life and death.
So you need some quite exceptional qualities to become one.
I’ll be mentioning them as I recount the story of one of them that will make you wonder how some people can perhaps start off on the right track and then go terribly wrong. (Note: This report is in two parts and concludes in my post Jersey’s Heartless Paramedic Part 2.) 

*A paramedic must have a caring and empathic nature.  

David Moody had been a paramedic in the Channel Island of Jersey since 1989 when my son Simon Abbott died there. At that stage David had the very responsible job of being an Operational Paramedic in charge of several others as well as support staff.

Towards the end of 2012 Simon sued eight people on the Island for libelling him on social media (See my posts DID CYBER BULLIES KILL SIMON ABBOTT; CYBER WOLVES HUNTING SIMON ABBOTT etc).

The bullying went on for some two years. And although the inquest Coroner Assistant, Viscount Advocate Mark Harris chose not to comment on this aspect, a lot of evidence indicated that Simon’s heart attack could well have been brought on by the relentless character assassination that he endured right up until the day he died aged just 47.

He was accused of being a con man and other dubious activities when there was absolutely no evidence to support the allegations. All he was trying to do was to raise money for a charity he started to help women with post natal depression.

AN EXAMPLE OF WHAT MY SON HAD TO CONTEND WITH
         He did this in memory of his sister Samantha, his only sibling, who died tragically in 2009 a few months after the birth of her first and only child. She too had been suffering from this affliction.

Even Ian le Sueur one of the main bullies showed how inane their campaign was when he admitted in an email that there is nothing to suggest to us, that other than circumstantial evidence he has, or is out to cause harm to anyone he befriends.


MORGAN'S self portrait
One of the people Simon sued was Maureen Morgan a tarot card reader and self styled witch who certainly lived up to this label. Among the others was Murray Norton a Radio Jersey presenter and his photographer friend Le Sueur. 

*A paramedic should strive to behave at all times in a manner that brings admiration, acknowledgement and respect to the profession. 

Undeterred by my son’s court action Morgan continued to attack him on social media in an effort to justify her slanderous behaviour. Even after he died she was still at it.

And Moody, who was evidently a friend of the witch, could not resist coming under her spell. 



*A paramedic must maintain a high standard of personal conduct. 

NOT PUTTING HIS WIFE IN A VERY GOOD LIGHT

On her Facebook page Morgan was busy telling the world about Simon Abbott and his Attempts to Sue me for Libel when Moody climbed on her broomstick with this revolting contribution on 26 May 2013.

I am not strictly allowed to say that Abbot (sic) is a con man but I am allowed to say that based on anecdotal evidence … and on the balance of probability…it does appear that Abbot (sic) May indeed be, inter alia a Tosser. 


The Witch added Nicely put to her toxic Facebook brew.
WHO KNOWS HOW MANY MORE SKELETONS
DAVID MOODY HAS IN HIS CUPBOARD

Tosser is vulgar slang for someone who masturbates or to be charitable to this compassionated paramedic and give him the benefit of the doubt it could also mean a stupid or unpleasant person. 

*A paramedic must behave with honesty and make sure that their behaviour does not damage the public’s confidence in them or their profession. 

My son died on 17 June 2013 after collapsing at a café in St Helier, the Island’s capital.
The WITCH at her hypercritical best

That was the trigger for another even sicker comment from Moody on Morgan’s Facebook four days later.

No longer a problem!! he told everyone. And having stuck his knife in up to the hilt he gave it this sadistic twist: RIP (Rest in peace).

I don’t know what the Witch had to say about this but I’m sure she would have loved it.

         Ironically Morgan is a member of the Tarot Association of the British Isles which aims to promote Tarot as a force for good and development in a person’s life. And its Code of Ethics expects Readers to be open-minded, honest and non-judgemental.

         The Witch is currently trying to cast her spell on the electorate in Jersey in the hope of becoming a member of the Island’s parliament. Informed opinion is that she hasn’t a hope in hell.  

*A paramedic must ensure that his patient’s dignity and confidentiality are maintained. 

On 13 October 2013 Britain’s The Mail on Sunday, which has a readership of 2-million, carried a story headed ‘BBC man’s Twitter bullying campaign helped kill my son.’ Devastated father claims offensive comments contributed to son’s heart attack at 47.

 The following day Moody was at it again, four months after my son had died. This time on Murray Norton’s Facebook page.


I had dealings with the “complainant” with you all the way! was his contribution, which I believe could only have meant that he had treated Simon at some stage. 

Ian le Sueur likes this the photographer added callously. 

Flash IAN
The inquest was held on 9 December 2013 and the report of what happened gave me another stomach churning mystery to unravel.

Had Moody’s deplorable Tosser remark on Morgan’s Facebook page been the reason for Simon’s strange behaviour at the Welcome Centre Café at St Thomas’ Church after he complained of difficulty breathing?  
According to the Police an ambulance crew arrived at 12.15 after a 999 called had been made. Simon got into it and an ECG revealed that he had an insufficient blood supply to his heart.

Abbott then began to act aggressively towards the paramedics, the report went on. He was flailing his arms, accusing them of harassing him and attempting to leave the ambulance. They tried to calm him down without success.
He got out of the ambulance and went to lie down between two parked cars. The ambulance crew called the Police for assistance. Abbott would not communicate with the police officer who tried to help him, but would talk to two women who were there.
He began flailing his arms and said again the paramedics had been harassing him and to tell them to go away.
My son then had a seizure. Attempts were made to resuscitate him, but he was pronounced dead at the General Hospital at 13.47.

WAS MOODY ONE OF THE PARAMEDICS WHO ATTENDED TO MY SON AT THE CAFÉ? 

         The story continues in my post JERSEY’S HEARTLESS PARAMEDIC Part 2.

         Regards,
         Jon