Ask yourself: what kind of force drafts an official statement three days after a teenager’s death that effectively paints him as the aggressor — and only rows back when the family’s fury makes it politically impossible?
What kind of chief constable signs off a culture where the priority, in the immediate aftermath of a fatal stabbing, is not “how did we fail him?” but “how do we protect ourselves?”
The IOPC has already confirmed it is investigating the officers’ contact with Henry, including the use of handcuffs and first aid, yet Hampshire briefed The Telegraph that there is “no indication of misconduct” and that all officers are merely “witnesses”.
This looks less like accountability and more like an early attempt to lock in a “nothing to see here” narrative before the watchdog has even finished.
When a chief constable presides over a force that handcuffs a dying boy, drafts victim‑blaming lines, meddles in a live trial, and then rushes out exonerating briefings for his own officers, the problem is not rogue PCs — it’s the man at the top.
Henry was murdered in December.
The reason the world knows what happened is because of X.
That's the reason Starmer is angry with Elon.
Not for Henry, but because the world has seen the truth of the rotten state of identity politics in the UK.
Imagine being remanded in custody for pushing a wheely bin towards police but being let off after repeatedly punching and breaking a policewomans nose.
Now imagine our PM trying to convince us that there's not two tier policing.
I don’t condone the behaviour of course but Daniel Frost, who pushed a bin at officers during disorder in Southampton has already been jailed.
Why couldn’t this speedy justice be done for Mohammed Fahir Amaaz and Muhammad Amaad who punched the officers at Manchester Airport?
They hate that a dying boy was handcuffed as he died because his murderer called him racist - and the police believed the murderer.
You mendacious twat.
There's confusion, so here's that EHRC guidance in plain Sunday Sport language:
'Lads, if you want to play dress up and have a wank, crack on. Just not in the ladies' shithouse, eh?'