A decade ago, I did not have much money. As a result, I was living in a pretty dodgy flat controlled by a pretty dodgy letting agency and with an even dodgier landlord, who I never saw and who never lifted a finger to fix any of the myriad health issues in the flat. One evening, when my then girlfriend (now wife) and I were chilling in the living room, there was an almighty bang from the wall beside the sofa my then girlfriend was sitting on. It was accompanied by a large flash and plenty of acrid smoke.
Upon looking, we discovered there had been a serious electrical fault. The plug had been blown half out of the socket, which was charred and hanging loose from the wall. Scorch marks revealed there had been flames. The fuse had tripped, saving the laptop plugged in at the time, but only chance prevented those brief flames from catching on the sofa. We reported the issue to the letting agency, in person, twenty minutes later, as well as reiterated our other concerns that had been ignored to that point: strange hissing and cracking coming from the plugs, loose connections in the sockets, etc. The letting agency was completely unhelpful and accused us of overloading the plug. When we proved this was not the case, and showed the woman working there the charred remains of the plug, she tried to tell us it was our fault for having a faulty fuse. We told her that the fuse had worked correctly and had in fact probably prevented worse damage; she insisted we didn't know how fuses worked and refused to do anything about it.
A few years later, after we had moved out, a catastrophic electrical fire took hold of the flat directly next door to ours -- the one we shared a living room wall with. Thankfully nobody was injured or killed, but the entire three-storey building burned to the ground. All that was left was a hollow outer facade.
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I did not expect anyone to be held accountable for the above, and when I saw Grenfell unfolding on the news, I did not expect much from that, either. Even so, I was shocked by the extent of the callousness shown by the government, and even moreso after reading this book. It shows, in meticulous detail, the sheer inhumanity of the British government, and highlights beyond all doubt the fact that while those making it up might be people, they are not human. Their prioritising money over human life is completely inexplicable to anybody with an ounce of conscience. Even rats will avoid rewards in favour of rescusing distressed friends, but hundreds of people involved in this tragedy consistently chose corner-cutting, money-saving, and profit margins over real human lives. I shouldn't be surprised, and on some level I'm not. At the same time, I do not know how these people are walking freely, and I do not know why more has not been done.
The book tells the story of the tragedy through an every-other-chapter format, where one chapter deals with the fire itself and is then followed by a chapter on the context and the events leading up to the incident. One set of chapters will break your heart; the other set will make you so mad you can barely think. It is a damning testimony detailing the criminal negligence of dozens of people, interlocked with stories of panic, fear, and horrific final moments. I have always maintained that Grenfell was a crime, but this book proves it beyond all doubt.
Some of the writing is a little clunky, with words repeated in a sentence, or the same thing basically said twice. There are also a number of grammatical errors -- more, I think, than should make it through a decently edited book -- but that's hardly the author's fault. The research is well done, however, and the writing is straightforward, empathetic, and quietly furious. The facts are laid out to such an extent that anybody wishing to defend this atrocity would be completely incapable of even the slightest delusion, which is probably why everyone who needs to read this book will likely avoid it. The book's subtitle -- How We Let Grenfell Happen -- is apt; Grenfell was allowed to happen, by countless people, and in the years since precious little has been done to ensure that it will never happen again. And this is just what has come to light -- I dread to think of all the other corners the British government is cutting to save themselves a few quid, most likely at the expense of society's most vulnerable. COVID highlighted their complete disregard for the vulnerable, particularly the elderly and the disabled, but incidents like Grenfell show that this attitude is part of what I can only describe as a systematic hatred of the poor, the old, and the disabled -- a very typical British hatred for those who dare to need. It is absolutely criminal.
I was able to move out of that unsafe flat. Despite the fact I was homeless for several months after doing so, I was eventually in a position where I could find another place to live. This makes me more fortunate than many in Grenfell, who were there either because the council put them there with no say in the matter (even placing disabled people on the highest floors with no means for them to get down unaided) or because they had made a life there and did not wish to be forced out because of the council's neglect of the building. They all had their reasons and they could not go anywhere else. Many of them died for it -- for the crime of wanting a home. Instead of safety and quiet enjoyment they got disrepair, disrespect, and finally had their homes coated in literal blocks of petrol. And nobody is in prison for it? This country is a joke.
Read this book. Get mad about it. If we don't, the government is going to keep killing people in their homes, in our underfunded hospitals, via our underfunded emergency services, through our collapsing economy and soaring fuel prices, and probably in many other ways besides.