By Wayne Hayes, unemployed plasterer and political prisoner
HERE I am, inside HMP Risley, for throwing a burning bin through a Holiday Inn window. When the real crime is that I was wilfully under-informed.
Myself, and the other lads who joined in the rioting last summer, weren’t far-right as the media claimed. We certainly weren’t motivated by racism; those of us with convictions for race-related violence had learned our lessons on that front.
No, we took to the streets because of a paucity of information. Because we were hearing rumours about the Southport murders that the police, frustratingly, refused to verify.
I remember shouting it as I threw a brick at a copper’s head: ‘Bollocks the release of confidential details of an ongoing investigation would endanger a successful prosecution! The public have a right to know!’
‘Yeah,’ one of the lads who was with me, a tireless crusader for truth and Derby Country, agreed, ‘and don’t go blaming it all on the Crown Prosecution Service, you pig twat!’ before steaming into a wall of riot shields.
But, because information was purposefully withheld from those who would have been most responsible with it, we had to act. Yes, I was masked. Yes, I set fire to a wheelie bin. And yes, I subsequently hurled it through a window. What choice did I have?
So I hope the authorities learn their lesson. And next time there’s a horrific crime, I hope they have the basic level of trust to get on our Telegram channels and give us the facts. Only the ones that suit us, obviously. Nothing irrelevant like him not being an asylum-seeker or his parents being Christian.
In the meantime I remain a political prisoner, locked up for nothing more than my beliefs, violent disorder, assaulting an emergency worker and possessing an illegal weapon. And class A drugs. An innocent man, basically.