The Murders of PC Nina Mackay and Ernest Meads!

In October 1997, Pauline Jones was savagely attacked at her pharmacy in Worthing. 

Shortly before Sudanese immigrant, Magdi Elgizouli, launched the assault upon Pauline, he had attacked a police officer. And yet, even though he was carrying a 7in bladed knife at the time of the attack, even though he had been sent to a special hospital following an unprovoked attack against a stranger in 1992, the police had bailed him! 

Pauline and her husband were working in their chemist's shop when Pauline saw Elgizouli steal a tooth brush. When she confronted him he punched her to the floor and kicked her. Pauline said: 

"I could tell that when he had me on the floor he really wanted to hurt me. I was told afterwards that he always had this knife with him and if David (her husband) hadn't intervened I don't know what might have happened." 

Pauline needed hospital treatment for a split lip and severe bruising to her face. The Sussex constabulary were well aware that Elgizouli had a long history of violence and was receiving mental health treatment under the Care in the Community scheme, so why was he given bail after being apprehended for attacking one of their own? Specifically, why was this violent knife-carrying nutcase allowed out to attack someone else? 

The attack upon the policeman wasn't an isolated incident either. Just before that incident he had been arrested and bailed for arson! So, a care-in-the-community wallah, who has been arrested and bailed twice in the previous ten days for violent, life-threatening behaviour, is arrested for the attack on Pauline and found to be in possession of another long-bladed knife. Guess, what happened next? 

The Sussex police force bailed Magdi Elgizouli yet again! You really couldn't make it up, could you? The Keystones would later say that they had freed Elgizouli because they had 'no concerns' about him! Do you get that? The cops were not concerned about a violent knife-carrying nut, who had a desperately nutty RECENT history of anti-social violence, being out here in the community with the rest of us. 

It is war, ladies and gentlemen, it really is. It's a war that is being carried out by those at the top of the tree against those at the bottom and in the middle. It is a war that is being waged by those we always thought were duty-bound to protect us. Whereas, in fact, they have been busy, in recent times, arranging things so that the safeguards our ancestors put in place to keep us from harm, are removed. 

 A lovely, young woman would pay the ultimate price in this war. 

On 24 October 1997, 25-year-old WPC Nina Mackay was murdered in Stratford, East London. 

Magdi Elgizouli, the aforementioned psycho, stabbed Nina to death as she entered his flat as as part of an armed team sent to arrest him for jumping bail. Bail that had been granted by Highbury Corner magistrates with so litle thought for the consequences. Nina had insisted on being the first through the door and had removed her body armour in order to get a better swing at it. 

The same undeclared war that ushered Nina into her grave determines, nowadays, that young women like her must put themselves in harm's way in precisely the same way that men do. Thus, when a plucky, female police officer's body armour is ill-fitting, uncomfortable and an impediment to her taking her turn with the battering ram, rather than her male colleagues taking over, she will loosen that ill-fitting armour, considerably lessening her chances of survival if attacked. 

And, in this PC day and age, her colleagues will choose to say nothing for fear of being labelled sexist. In court, Elgizouli denied murder but admitted manslaughter on the grounds of diminished responsibility, the standard plea in cases like this. 

His barrister, Bruce Houlder QC, said Elgizouli was a deeply religious man. He also said that he believed that he was about to be beaten and raped by the officers sent to arrest him. Which is a typical thing that a looney-tune might these days come out with these days (or his brief might invent), by way of explanation for his murderous behaviours. 

Following the publication of a report commissioned by Kensington, Chelsea and Westminster and East London and the City health authorities, along with the London councils of Westminster and Newham, Nina's father, retired Chief Superintendent Sidney Mackay, posed the question: 

"How was this man allowed to be where he was on that night, armed with a knife?" 

Mr Mackay supplied the answer himself, saying: 

"We have the answer to that question in this report, community care and the lack of it which was on-going since 1994 and particularly the last six months preceding my daughter's death. I hope this report will not end up like my daughter, just another statistic". 

After Elgizouli's trial, he said: 

"He has got art and guile and will try and manipulate the system to his advantage. We must be sure that he does not get out until a tribunal, a High Court judge or whatever decides he is safe to be on our streets." 

Of his daughter's death, he added: 

"No one can describe what it has been like. It is as if a part of me has been torn out. All the family share the same horror at losing my lovely daughter." 

After hearing how the agencies dealing with her daughter's killer made a catalogue of mistakes, Patricia Mackay, said: 

"The consequences, as in this particular case, led to the violent death of a committed, courageous policewoman, my dearly-loved daughter Nina, who had everthing to live for. A young woman paid the highest price for all the mistakes made by others. A far too high price to pay. I can only hope that the inquiry's team's recommendations are viewed as a priority and implemented by the government and all the agencies concerned before another precious life is lost, devastating the lives of family and friends."

The subsequent report did not find fault with Sussex Police. Pauline Jones, the pharmacist Elgizouli attacked just before he killed Nina, was scathing. 

"If Elgizouli had been remanded in custody Nina Mackay would still be alive today," she said. 

The Met's Commander for North East London, Michael Craik, said: 

"Following this tragedy, we have reviewed a number of our procedures for dealing with such incidents."

So that's alright, then. At Elgizouli's trial, in April 1998, Sir Lawrence Verney, the Recorder of London, ordered Elgizouli to be kept in Rampton with no time limit. However, on 21 February 2005, The Evening Standard reported thus: 

"A schizophrenic who was locked up indefinitely for killing a policewoman is on the brink of freedom from a mental hospital after seven years. Magdi Elgizouli, 37, could soon be released after experts decided he was ready to be 'reintegrated' into society… THE TRIBUNAL OF EXPERTS IS THOUGHT TO HAVE CONCLUDED HE IS NO LONGER A DANGER TO THE PUBLIC, AS LONG AS HE TAKES THE NECESSARY DRUGS." 

On 26 August 2008, The Daily Mail said this: 

"Police have been warned of the dangers of approaching a dangerous schizophrenic who is BACK ON THE STREETS Just ten years after being locked up indefinitely for killing a WPC. Magdi Elgizouli, 40, who has a deluded hatred of the police, HAS BEEN GRANTED LEAVE FROM A SECURE PSYCHIATRIC UNIT FOUR HOURS A WEEK IN PREPARATION FOR HIS PERMANENT RELEASE. 

HE IS ALSO ALLOWED OUT A FURTHER FIVE HOURS EACH MONTH TO VISIT HIS BROTHER. MENTAL HEALTH CHIEFS SAY THEY BELIEVE ELGIZOULI'S PSYCHIATRIC CONDITION HAS IMPROVED SIGNIFICANTLY SINCE HE KILLED WPC NINA MACKAY, AND HAVE GRANTED HIM SUPERVISED RELEASE TO HELP REINTEGRATE HIM BACK INTO SOCIETY. 

 However, police disagree, and an urgent message has been issued under Scotland Yard's 'officer alert system' warning that ELGIZOULI IS A GRAVE THREAT TO OFFICERS' SAFETY AND SHOULD NOT BE APPROACHED… WPC Mackay's father said… 'This is a man who became psychotic-through the use of cannabis and has expressed hatred for the police. In the run-up to the death of my daughter, he refused to take his medication and jumped bail. I cannot believe he has changed much in the intervening years'.” 

Neither can I, Mr Mackay. The only people who could imagine that a Magdi Elgizouli is capable of positive change would be your fully paid up members of the PC Crowd. Correction: your fully paid up members of the leafy-suburbian PC Crowd. Whom he is unlikely to be bothering. 

Your average inner city PC activist, on the other hand, wouldn’t want him out and about in their neck of the woods any more than I would. He wouldn’t be able to admit it, of course. But, believe you me, he’d be making arrangements to go live in Dorset, alongside Billy Bragg, as soon as he heard the loony-tune was back in town. 

Anyway, a second-generation Sudanese psychopath is nowadays back on the streets of England, just as free as he likes to do to us what he once did to Nina Nackay. As I keep telling you, THEY are at war with us. The Magdi Elgizouis are THEIR footsoldiers.

The Murder of Ernest Meads 

On 23 December 2004, Ernest Meads, a 58-year-old father-of-two from Enfield, London, was stabbed to death outside Edmonton Green train station.

He was killed by Ismail Dogan, a Turkish immigrant with a history of mental illness.

This is how events unfolded on that day. At around half past seven in the morning, Dogan left his home in Tottenham and drove his mother's red Hyundai Lantra to Edmonton where he stabbed 29-year-old David Symes, who was on his way to work, repeatedly. David lost four pints of blood but survived after undergoing emergency surgery.

At around 8.50, Dogan stabbed Roger Levy, a 49-year-old dentist, five times in Wood Green. In Tottenham a little while later, Dogan stopped his car in front of Vicki Cann's bicycle, got out and stabbed her in the chest. In court, she said:

"I don't remember seeing a knife but I immediately felt a pain in my chest. There was a cut in my clothing. It was very quick."

She was taken to the London Heart Hospital where she underwent the emergency surgery that saved her life.

At about 9.10, 76-year-old Raymond Day was attacked in Edmonton. Ray didn't realise he had been stabbed and went on his way to the supermarket where one of the assistants pointed out that he was bleeding. He was taken to hospital and operated on. Afterwards, a surgeon described the wound Dogan had inflicted as 'life-threatening.'

Dogan then drove on to Palmers Green and stabbed 50-year-old Jeffrey Arthur. PC Kalpna Shah, an off-duty police officer, witnessed the attack and described Dogan's face as 'contorted and angry,' adding:

"He stepped towards me and I thought he was going to stab me. He got about two feet away and I put my left hand up and said 'Whoa!' He turned around and got in his car and drove off."

A little while later, back in Edmonton, Dogan walked up behind Ernie Meads and stabbed him in the back. When Ernie fell to the ground, Dogan climbed on top of him and stabbed him repeatedly. He died in hospital a little while later.

The police were waiting for Dogan when he got home.

At the Old Bailey, he admitted Ernest's manslaughter on the grounds of diminished responsibility but denied murder and the attempted murder of the others. The court heard that Dogan had told the police that he was happy with what he had done and would do it again if he got the chance. He also described hearing voices from God, a bird and a dog.

These voices told him to kill English people.

His barrister said that he had been diagnosed with paranoid schizophrenia in 2000 and, before he killed Ernest, his behaviour was causing concern. Apparently, he stopped taking his drugs in June 2004. This had led to a 'severe abnormality of mind.'

Dogan came to Britain from Turkey when he was 12-years-old. He had a history of mental illness and was discharged from St Ann's Mental Hospital in Tottenham three years before he went on the rampage.

He was made the subject a care in the community order upon his release but was eventually released from that as well.

When the Tories and the Labour Party colluded in the closure of the old asylums and tossed the insane onto the streets in 1991, they knew that Care-in-the Community would have a devastating effect upon the rest of us.

 
But they did it anyway. It wasn't ever going to be the leafy suburbians and the gated-community folk who were going to bear the brunt of the predictable surge in lunatic criminality. Almost all of the nuts would cluster around the poor in the towns and cities. It was them who destined to terrorised, raped, stabbed and eaten.

The Tories passed this terrible law for profit. They got to sell off the buildings and the grounds, wash their hands of the care of these folk and pocket the loot. The Labour Party, at an official level, did it for love of the poor loonie. Behind the scenes, of course, those who had our worst interests at heart were fingering the calculators and sniggering at the figures in the minus column. Having a deranged and unpredictable weirdo living on the other side of the bedsit wall was always going to have a demoralising effect on the rest of us.

Trust me, ladies and gents, the Big Brothers and Sisters who own and run the politicians, the media darlings and the PC activists, tick off the obituaries and grin every time an Ernest Meads meets his maker at the hands of a psychopath on the mean streets of England. Especially when they realise that it was one of their immigrant footsoldiers that shuffled him heavenwards.

Ernie and his killer are pictured below:

One last thing.

Once upon a time, not so long ago, if the average British citizen saw someone being attacked in the street, most would have rushed to help. The proper blokes, the young married women, the Chelsea Pensioners, the old grannies, the grammar school lads, the Teds, the drunks and even the crims would all pile in.

And if an off-duty police constable saw some Turk running amok with a carving knife, he'd be in like a shot. If that Turkish nutcase had an axe, a gun or a bomb, he wouldn't have thought twice about piling in.

It was his duty, you see. It was what was expected. It was his job to protect and serve the public and, if that meant putting his own life on the line, well, that's what the bobby would do.

These days, however, the off-duty constable is just as likely to put his hands up and say 'whoa,' when he thinks a mad Turk might stab him.

And, when the armed nutcase, who has just tried to end a British citizen's life in front of your very eyes, turns around, gets in his car and drives off to try and kill one or two more, some members of our oh-so modern constabulary will heave a sigh of relief and live to fight another day. Or say 'whoa' once again and not bother.

At least she will if her name is Kalpna Shah.

In October 1997, PC Nina McKay led from the front as she and several male colleagues went after a dangerous illegal immigrant.

Her bravery cost her her life.

In November 2005, PCs Sharon Beshenivsky (nee Jagger) and Teresa Milburn ran to confront a gang of black and Asian criminals who had just held up a travel agency in Bradford. They were both shot and Sharon lost her life.

In January 2006, PC Rachael Bown was shot by a black criminal whom she was trying to apprehend. She, too, almost died.

So it's not the fact that they are female that prevents some of our finest from getting stuck in these days.

I wonder what it could be?