Do we encourage yobs?

Sophie Lancaster

 

The murder of Sophie Lancaster – kicked to death by pubescent, drunk chavs because she was a goth  – might have shocked us once, now it just appalls us. Sophie had gone to the aid of her boyfriend who was being beaten up by youths. They kicked her so hard that the paramedics were unable to tell if she was male or female.

Her murder was not shocking because such acts of mindless and often motiveless violence have become very familar to us. But, may be it is our fault that such crimes occur so regularly, not the arragant swines, who think themselves above the law, who commit the crime.

The sickos who did this – Ryan Herbert, 16, and Brendan Harris, 15, stare out of their mugshots – crop-haired, immensely stupid yobs. Images that we have seen a countless time.

Mindless thugs who killed Sophie

 

As in most other cases, they were hanging around the local park in the early hours of the morning; their parents not caring where they were or what they were doing.

The park, in Bacup but like most others, is a notourious blackspot for congregations of drunken yobs threatening people. But neither the police or the local council were sufficiently concerned to do anything about them. According to the council, park wardens were too expensive.

And, like most other cases, what do you hear when it is reported in the news? That they have done this kind of thing before. Both had been previously convicted for an almost identical assault in the very same park.

The magistrates sentenced them to a meesle spot of community service. They were obviously bored, having seen this kind of crime daily. It’s ok boys, go off and paint.

If they’d had a harsher punishmet – any actual deterrent rather than a minor inconvenience – then may be it wouldn’t have happened again.

Incredibly, the council had put money into a project to “give the kids somewhere to vent their anger” and made Herbert a pop star. He’d been in a rap viedo (which was put on youtube) threatening people with what would happen if they ran into his ‘gang’.

They were indulged and encouraged at every turn. Their parents didn’t care and laughed about it in the interview room. The courts who let them off lightly. The council who think channelling their energies would help rid them, not indulge them in their fantasies. The government who want to send fewer people to prison.

No wonder this happens so often. How sad that people should suffer because the people in charge are too stupid or scared to do something about it. Who is going to apologise to Sophie?

Goths standing together

On the social networking site Bebo, there’s a group called grungers-should-die, which sets out its mission statement as follows: “Join this band if u think grungers / goth should die … tell us some story about u bashing some grungers.”

On the comment wall, a girl has obliged: “f**kin bashed a grunger the uva day innit.”

Over on Myspace, there is a profile for a group called SOPHIE, illustrated with a photograph of a smiling young woman with dreadlocks and facial piercings, wearing a vest with a skeleton on it.

She is Sophie Lancaster, the 20-year-old beaten to death by two teenage boys in a park in Lancashire last summer. Sophie died because of the way she looked. She was killed trying to protect her boyfriend, Robert Maltby, who had already been knocked unconscious by the boys.

The girl who called 999 about the attack said the couple were “bashed” for being “moshers”. Sadly, this is not an uncommon occurance.

However, goths have joined together for the Whitby Gothic Weekend, held last Friday to Sunday. A bi-annual event, goths from across the country join together to have fun, make friends and forget all the hatred that befalls them by the ignorant.

This year’s festival was held in memory of Sophie, with each person invited to lay a single flower in her memory.

Martin Coles, more commonly known on the goth scene as DJ Martin Oldgoth, was the instigator. “When the news broke that Sophie had died from her injuries it shook the goth community to the core,” he said. “As a group of people we’re used to abuse from people, but this was just so shocking.

Martin Oldgoth

“A group of us decided that something had to be done in her memory and also to try to raise the awareness of the fact that these attacks, while not always so brutal, are reasonably common.”

Coles says the goth community is misunderstood. “What people don’t understand is that the goth community is largely a peaceful one, full of intelligent people that have often been shunned by normal society and choose to keep company with other likeminded souls. In 22 years of running clubs I’ve not seen one fight, or indeed any trouble.”

Talk to any goth and chances are, they are used to being on the receiving end of regular, occasionally physical abuse. The Guardian has posted a video on its website comprised of goths talking about their experiences. It truely is harrowing to listen to. But, with events like these and support from all those who show any kind or compassion, maybe we won’t have to listen to another tragic tale like Sophie’s.

Too Scared to Act?

Many of you have heard the story of Sophie – the poor girl who was murdered for protecting his boyfriend while he was being beaten up. Some of you may have even heard about the man killed for asking a thug to stop throwing chips at his girlfriend.

I read a blog by Times columnist, Eleanor Mills, about her experiences on a London bus journey. A youth attacked an older gentleman because he accidentally stood on his foot. The mindless thug kicked the man to the ground and wrestled him off the bus before getting back on and leaving the poor man lying in a pool of blood.

No-one on the bus even acknowledged that it had happened. All looked to the floor in fear of directing the youth’s anger onto themselves.

I understand why people are afraid to intervene but if we do not stand up to these horrible thugs, who think they are above the law, then nothing will change. Why should we live in fear? Why should it be that we walk by someone being beaten up in case the same happens to us? Why should someone be beaten up in the first place?

Everyone remembers the tragic tale of Damilola Taylor, who died eight years ago after he was stabbed. At least then there was shock. Now there is just a general acceptance.

David Cameron has encouraged us to “be responsible”, to tell the youths off and reclaim the streets. In theory this is great thinking. In practice, it could literally be more than your life is worth.

In Mill’s comment piece, she referred to Camila Batmanghelidjh of Kids Company, who argued that the youths we are afraid of are probably most afraid of themselves. Youths carry weapons because they live on a bad estate and fear for themselves. Then it becomes more than just carrying them, you have to prove that you can use them.

However, it should not have gotten to the point where kids thought they needed to protect themselves in this way.

Tough action needs to be taken instead of politicains just spouting off about it (Boris Johnson has said that he is determined to tackle the violence in London but has suggested no way of doing it).

The public need to join together. One person may not want to take on a knife-weilding thug but three or four who join forces could defend themselves against him, even protect someone else who is being attacked.

We need to so something. That or let innocent young people, like Sophie, suffer because we are too afraid to act.

The beginning of the end or are we just getting started?

On my first blog post I spoke about how newspaper journalism was dying at the hands of new media. How the very blood line was dripping out of journalism’s heart.

(I note the irony of complaining about the Internet while writing my rant on the very medium itself – no need to point it out)

A pretty bold statement. But one that is held by many. And it seems that a We Media/Zogby interactive poll released today proves my rant.

According to the results 67% of Britians also believe that traditional journalism is out of touch with what people want from their news.

 Some 48% of respondents said their primary source of news and information is the Internet.

My fear was confirmed – newspaper journalism is on its last legs. Perhaps it is time to put the old thing down instead of watching it continue to limp in the hope people might have sympathy and return.

Those of us not in the media world probably do not even think of the effect their web surfing has on the newspaper industry. And why should they? All they want and care about is up-to-the-minute news. Something newspaper can no longer provide. Even before they go to print they are old news.

 I felt ready to give in my toddler of a career and find something else to thrill me, as journalism once did.

But then something Martin Wainwright wrote for today’s Guardian got me thinking about what local newspaper are doing in the advent of this new era.

 The latest circulation figures (ABC) could be seen as the suicide note for Britain’s regional newspapers. The statistics are plummeting at an alarming rate.

There is no salvation against the Internet. It is here and it is here to stay.

Even though the figures make grim reading, many regional editors have instead embraced the new technology rather than wave the white flag.

Large regional groups are indeed suffering, especially as their distribution point – Newsagents – are shutting down from lack of business (caused by fall in cigarette sales after the smoking ban and a crackdown on selling alcohol to the under-age).

But there are those “pockets of success” where they have harnessed the power of the web for their advantage.

I know my local paper, Todmorden News and Advertiser, is moving more towards the Internet, even if it is with clenched fists.

I remember the deputy-editor saying to me that one of the delights of the job was getting the exclusive. The only picture, the big news.

“You would guard it with your life, keep your cards so close to your chest that you’d need to prise them off”, he said.

That is no longer the case. Someone else is bound to have several more pictures or information, especially with citizen journalism. Now, most things are put on the net the minute they are found out.

This is great news for those who live away but still want to hear about their home town.

Todmorden, being a small place where everyone knows everyone (literally), people still like to know what is happening back home.

And the Internet is a perfect way to do so.

There is no question that the Internet has shook up the journalism business, much like the recent earthquake.

But we can either fight against it or use it for ourselves.

The way we may gather and write the news may have changed. The way people find and read the news may have changed. But the basic principle – giving information to the masses – has not.

We feared the telegram in the 1830s. We feared radio in the early 1900s. We feared television in the 1930s.

None of these killed the newspaper industry nor journalism. Neither will the Internet.

Sophie Lancaster

Gothic bands joined forces at The Venue, Preston, last Sunday in honour of a 21 year old murdered because of her gothic clothing.

 

The ‘Culture Shock’ tribute was held in the memory of Sophie Lancaster who was beaten so badly that she died, just because of her appearance.

 

With swirling guitars and driving bass, bands and DJs performed free of charge to raise money for S.O.P.H.I.E, a campaign created as the result of her death.

 

The tribute was headlined by Rhombus, a gothic rock band who played songs from their new album, ‘Remembrance Day’.

 

Scream of Cold Winter, a Preston-based band, and Violet Vortex supported them. DJ Grimly Fiendish and DJ Lucretius also contributed to the gig.

 

The acts were chosen in Sophie’s memory and they played some of her favourite songs.

 

The tribute was organised by one of Sophie’s closest friends, Stephanie Roe. “Less people came than I intended but it was worth it. I hope to do some more tribute gigs in the future for Sophie.”

 

There was a good response to the tribute and over £100 was raised for S.O.P.H.I.E (Set Out Prejudice, Hatred and Intolerance Everywhere).

 

It is hoped that the campaign will work towards a more tolerant, less violent society. The funding provided by Sunday’s gig will provide a memorial as a lasting legacy to raise awareness of the injustice perpetrated against Sophie and others like her.

 

Sophie died in August 2007 after her partner, Rob Maltby and herself were beaten up in Stubbey Lee Park, Bacup. She was left in a coma for two weeks before dying from her injuries. The reason for the attack was that they were Goths and wore gothic clothing.

 

Her mother, Sylvia, has set up S.O.P.H.I.E nationwide. “Sophie and Rob dressed in their own way, expressing their individuality as creative, artistic people”, said Sylvia. “She would have loved this gig, it is of all her favourite music and bands. She would have thought it was wonderful.”

 

Anyone who wishes to make a contribution to the cause can do so by visiting http://www.myspace.com/inmemoryofsophie. A committee of family and close friends who knew Sophie will run the fund.

 

A number of bands and clothing outlets are also supporting the campaign.

National Treasure 2 Review

National Treasure 2: Book of Secrets Review

Nicholas Cage reprises his role as Benjamin Franklin Gates, finder of the lost Templar treasure, in the sequel National Treasure 2: Book of Secrets.

The film’s treasure hunt starts when a missing page from the diary of John Wilkes Booth surfaces. Cage’s great-great-grandfather is suddenly implicated as a key conspirator in Abraham Lincoln’s death. To clear his name, Cage follows a trail of international clues leading to the usual globetrotting, treasure hunting high jinx.

Ben is not only led to surprising revelations but to the trial of the world’s most treasured secrets.

The trial takes them to Buckingham Palace (which he breaks into), to the Whitehouse (which he breaks into) and then across to Mount Rushmore. But will he clear his ancestor’s name?

Knowing the inner Indiana Jones was needed for this type of film, I left the realm of reality at the cinema hotdog stand. However, even my low expectations were unfulfilled.

It followed the same formula of over-long car chases and 30-second solutions to hidden history as its predecessor. Ben and his father (Jon Voight) solved the clues that had astounded historians for 140 years in a matter of seconds. The film even saw Ben managing to kidnap the President of the United States. Unbelievable to say the least.

The scriptwriters had a fantastic opportunity to plant golden nuggets for those historically minded out there. The references to Albert Pike, the missing pages of Booth’s diary and the President’s book of Secrets gave me hope that the plot would give me something to delve my mind into. But I was sadly disappointed when all the hero literally had to do was pull a lever to reveal the entrance to the world’s largest treasure.

Helen Mirren stars as Cage’s treasure-hunting mother but watching her swinging on vines was almost as believable as Cage being able to make more than one facial expression.

There was the usual sentimental soliloquies found in American films but surprisingly there were no gruesome deaths or foul language.

Kids asked some ‘what are they talking about?’ questions but there was a lot of action to keep them entertained, as well as some slightly funny parts for the adults.

The biggest mystery of the film is what Cage discovers on page 47 of the President’s book of Secrets. In true National Treasure style, I can work that one out in seconds – the hook for National Treasure 3.

Directed by Jon Turteltaub, it also starred Diana Kruger as Cage’s estranged girlfriend (who he obviously gets back together with) and Justin Bartha as his assistant, Riley.

The future of Newspaper Journalism

 By Victoria Gill

 When I first wanted to become a newspaper journalist I had a romanticised view of the industry. Men dashed from notepad to phonebox calling “Hold the Front Page” and sleuthed around uncovered mass corruption. I intended to be the next Lois Lane, sneaking into buildings, getting into trouble for that perfect story.

However, working in my local newspaper office, my dreams were shattered and reality sunk in. Even going in with the upmost enthusiasm and an abundance of ideas, the industry is not what it once was.

 Now, a journalist seems to be tied to thier desk. No longer do they run out of the office after hearing a tip-off. No longer do they seek out the true story.

 I believe journalism, true journalism, the one I feel in love with, is like the fair maiden bitten by the malevolent vampire. Citizen journalism, 24 hour news and the internet have sunk thier teeth into the neck of the industry. Slowly they have poisoned it. The blood pours down and the very life of journalism is being drained away.

Newspapers have to compete with so much nowadays, and a losing the battle. The instant the newspaper comes to press it is out of date. It is old news.

 The internet provides the latest information in a quicker, cheaper and easier way.