Morning Lane estate,Hackney, December 1987-April 1988

The episode of my activities on behalf of the the IRA in London will be long remembered by myself and the British Army as the beginning of the end of The Troubles. That time marked the unreported preparations for the bombing of the City of London and Thatcher's financial sponsors.

I had been evicted in December 1987 by the Military Intelligence gangster Ted Howell and the Metropolitan Police from a letting in East Ham above a garage on a cold wet night. This was the work of the hoodlum, Chief Inspector George Flanagan of the RUC Special Branch. 

Tramps and psychopaths,I say of police and gangsters!

The SAS gangster elite settled on me when I moved to Hackney to an abandoned flat.

It is in all circumstances the work of the RUC/PSNI armed gangs -all police forces do the same-to evict people after first having them denied employment. They operate tactically by relentless surveillance and the intimidation of employers.

Thereafter,they deny statutory social security benefits such as medical care, housing benefit and welfare payments. In my case,through the family ties with social workers,all comfort and solicitude was denied including from the Irish Hostel in Camden Town,London.

A retrospective 

The Asians who have taken over England and reduced it to poverty,filth and mental ineptitude should ask themselves,"By denying that Irish law graduate Unemployment Benefit,did we cause the chaos,death and destruction which followed in London and elsewhere?"

The simple answer to Indian yogic flyers and the heroes of the SAS?

You DID.

Actions have consequences as the world is once again learning. Imperialist aggression and encirclement tactics must be ruthlessly and severely punished until the first signs of a peace mood become clear.

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In Hackney,three security services specialists settled on me like a bag of clocks.

They poisoned beverages with cocaine and placed fragments of light bulbs in the milk carton in below zero temperatures in my unheated squat after having forced entry.

Britain,this is the 'heroic' SAS in action. In faraway places they are killing men,women and children for sport, recreational murder.

Later,I bowled over in Green Street near the Whitehall nuclear bunker. I was contemplating firing rockets over the tall buildings of Mayfair into the 'MI 5 headquarters '.For elucidation,the government doomsday bunker is not the MI 5 headquarters.

I decided not to be taken for a fool by wasting a battery of mortars on 'a mission of no hope'.

I was a scout and pathfinder (Danny Mitchell/Cahillane,Telford, Streatham).

I did not have the final decision making power or,indeed,the heavy responsibility of ordering attacks of any sort subsequently. I suspect- against the evidence,perhaps- that those who I consiled with and passed on outlines to were not the ultimate masters of the IRA's later actions.