Back in the early 1990s I was working at an addiction service in North Glasgow as a researcher. I smoked in those days and we had to take our smoke breaks outside the building. It was during one of those breaks that I commented to the janitor of the premises, who was a local man, that I was ‘amazed’ that the building site across the road where a care home was being constructed had been untouched by vandalism or graffiti with no damage or equipment despite having minimal if any security on the site.
The janitor looked at me as if I was born yesterday and informed me as if it was the most obvious thing that the main construction contractor, a prominent UK wide company, had, several weeks prior to work starting on the site, flooded the area with men who went into all the local pubs bearing cash to speak to who they needed to in order to ensure no damage to the site.
In other words, this large company was paying protection to local hardmen and gangsters to get it’s building up. And, over the course of the next few months, from the foundations being laid to the final topping out of the building, the site was left untouched with not even an unauthorised chalk mark anywhere!
I was quite amazed at this. I was aware of criminality and violence in Glasgow, as in any city. But it didn’t affect me or my family and friends. I lived in respectable areas, paid my taxes and I knew I had the safety and protection of the police and other agencies when I needed them. In brief, I lived in a civilised society based on the rule of law and accountability which applied to everybody.
The truth was, while this did apply to me to a certain extent, for many people the circumstances in which they lived or worked were very different. Going to the law or trying to get officialdom to protect you (as they’re meant to) was fraught with hazards and dangers with no certainty of success, indeed the opposite. The alternative is to keep the head down, stay schtum or as with the builder buy or ‘contract’ your way out of it. And therein gangsterism and corruption flourishes.
Russell Findlay’s lively read, Acid Attach sub-titled “A Journalist’s War With Organised Crime” is punchy and well-written, but above all it’s a searing and sobering indictment of corruption and gangsterism in contemporary Scotland.
Findlay was a crime correspondent for some of Scotland’s leading tabloid newspapers including the Daily Record, Sunday Mail and Scottish Sun. Just before Christmas 2015 he had acid thrown over him on his doorstop with his young daughter not far behind him. The attack was a ‘hit’ ordered by a crime boss who Findlay names throughout the book. Unusually, and fortunately for Findlay, he managed to defend himself, escape the worst of the acid (though it still damaged his face) and with the help of neighbours overpowered the erstwhile hitman who had disguised himself as a postman and held onto him until the cops arrived.
It transpired that the attacker had a track record of threats, violence and attacks on people. He was quite well-known in criminal circles and the police. Yet, despite continually being found guilty of serious violent crimes this man served only a fraction of the time in jail he’d been sentenced to allowing this brutal violent criminal free to perpetrate other savage attacks, including throwing acid at Findlay.
Unravelling the background to the attack and identifying the motive behind it, Findlay weaves a powerful narrative that takes in gangsters engaged in murderous turf wars and feuds especially over drugs and using bogus outfits like security companies as cover; police corruption and complacency; political and local government connections to gangsters (and their ability to get large sums of Legal Aid from the public purse); dodgy lawyers and a media which is increasingly more likely to treat the mobsters as celebrities than expose them for the ruthless hoodlums they are.
It’s worth remembering, Findlay is not writing about Chicago in the 1930’s, Mafia ridden Sicily or London’s east end under the Krays and the Richardson’s, but Scotland, particularly Glasgow, NOW in 2018.
There’s a lot of culprits fingered by Finlay as to how this level of gangsterism blighting our communities has come to pass, some which have been mentioned. But Findlay’s main suspect and the subject of his greatest wrath is the dysfunctional Scottish Criminal Justice.
Most people’s acquaintance with the Criminal Justice System is likely to be through being cited for jury service. And almost everyone’s experience of that is of a shambolic system, so much that people try their best to avoid it!
What Findlay makes clear is the mess of the jury citation system is symptomatic of an archaic system that operates for its own purposes in a closed unaccountable world that benefits only lawyers, judges, sheriffs, and above all criminals with its shoddy plea bargains, truncated sentences and a parole system which is completely impervious to public scrutiny.
The book is jaw-dropping in its portrayal of a system not fit for purpose. One small example of many. As Findlay’s attacker was awaiting trail the reporter was astonished to discover that a part-time sheriff was acting as a defence lawyer for one of the defendants in his case. That’s right a Sheriff presiding over trails in one jurisdiction can act as defence lawyer in another: all above aboard and perfectly legal.
Findlay exposes who he strongly believes commissioned the hit and in doing so unveils how this criminal has been involved in a harrowing domestic abuse case which has been allowed to ‘churn’ through the courts from endless delays, as he and his lawyer take advantage of numerous loopholes in Scots law.
Both the top man and the hapless attacker go to prison in the end, but in the case of the attacker, it takes endless delays and 17 months to get to court and during that period the attacker is out on bail and charged with another attempted hit. The top man does go to jail, but it’s on the domestic abuse charges, after much delay, and according to Findlay CID have displayed no great urgency to link the attack with the top man, despite Findlay’s plentiful portfolio of evidence on him.
Finally, Findlay’s attacker got 15 years. Sounds good eh? However, he will be eligible for parole after serving just half his sentence and with time backdated for the time spent in custody before his sentence he will actually be eligible for parole within four years of being found guilty. So, in modern, progressive Scotland its perfectly possible for someone serving a 15-year sentence to be out in 4. Is it any wonder when it comes to criminal ‘justice’, this country is often referred to as ‘soft-touch Scotland?
Acid attack is an excellent read, highly recommended, very revealing and disturbing.