On the night of Friday, July 26 2019, two fourteen year old girls were sexually “assaulted” by an adult male as they sat chatting on a beach in
Caleta de Fuste, a resort town on Fuerteventura, one of Spain’s Canary Islands, located off northwestern Africa.
I use the word “assaulted” tentatively because while one of the girls, Shona Corbett was repeatedly touched on her shoulder, neither her nor her friend Lily Campbell (my daughter) suffered physical harm.
Their injury was mainly psychological, as they were made to fear for their safety. The incident may therefore satisfy the legal definition of assault, at least as far as the English legal system is concerned.
One online dictionary defines assault thus: “At Common Law, an intentional act by one person that creates an apprehension in another of an imminent harmful or offensive contact.
But the legal and language difference challenges are just the start of the communication and conceptual hurdles I am having to overcome in dealing with this matter.
The duty of responding to the assault as a parent intersects in complex ways with the burden of responding to assaults against my own person.
That duty is compounded by the burden of responding to Barclays Bank’s robotic, consciously or unconsciously racist, rapacious psychological offensive and other psychological assaults that I have suffered both before my visit to Fuerteventura and since my return to Brexiting Britain’s hostile environs.
Add to this complexity my mindfulness of my duty to prosecute the Fuerteventura incident as a matter of principle, for the protection of other children with whom that offender may come into contact, as I pointed out to Deborah Edginton, the Caleta De Fuste councilor for tourism, beaches, accessibility and citizen participation, and the weight of my intersecting ethical burdens become more apparent.
And yet amid the swarm of concurrent responsibilities, as I navigate the hurrying and harrying of this hurricane-like intersection of personal and social responsibilities I have access to the peace of the eye in the storm.
I have a sense of both the crisis and opportunity of this historical moment, as I recently indicated to a Norfolk and Suffolk Victim Support counselor who is helping me respond to the careless, and even reckless conversation behavior that I and others have been warning our contemporaries about for millennia.
I told her that while it is clear to me that some people in the UK seem keen to follow Israel’s and India’s examples in officially relegating some of their residents and/or citizens to a “sub-universal-human-rights” entitlement level, I will be honoring the commitment to the United Nations’ Universal Declaration of Human Rights for which Errol Walton Barrow, Barbados’ ‘Father of Independence’ fought in World War II.
I am mindful of the violence being done to Barrow’s legacy, consciously or unconsciously, by the pedophile grooming approximating excesses of University of the West Indies Vice Chancellor Sir Hilary Beckles, demagogue-turned-diplomat David Comissiong, morally muddled educator Dr Sandra Richards’ and Garveyite apartheid approving academic theologian Dr Robert Beckford.
From my perspective, whatever legitimacy their and others’ rudimentary reparations advocacy and related African identity politicking may have achieved through the University of Glasgow’s embracing of their campaign does not detract from the great harm that hubris hardened advocacy has done and is still doing.
I see very little ethical difference between that Spanish pedophile’s despicable sexual objectification of my daughter and her friend and the racial objectification that professor Beckles, Comissiong and others are subjecting present and past generations of Caribbean people to in pursuit of their “smash and grab” rape of Caribbean people’s reparations conversation.
And my use of words employed by England’s Labor Party leader Jeremy Corbyn to describe the current British prime minister Boris Johnson’s audacious silencing of the British Parliament through prorogation is not accidental.
In September 2018 University of Glasgow historians professor Simon Newman and Dr Stephen Mullen published Slavery, Abolition and the University of Glasgow, a report which quantified financial gains of that university from the trans-Atlantic slave trade and recommended a programme of reparations.
Are they aware that the “Call and Response” exhibition which, according to its website “intends to continue the conversation by widening the range of responses to the archives, books and objects held in the University Library and The Hunterian” is in fact perpetuating the silencing of my and other critics of professor Beckles and other reparations hardliners voices?
The curators of the exhibition ask “What lessons can we learn from studying the cultural legacy of previous generations of University of Glasgow staff and students?”
Might they be willing to hear the lessons about racially motivated academic objectification and rape that I can share with them on the basis of the marginalization and mental anguish I have been subjected to at the hands of Beckles and others who control UWI’s reparations research program?
Intriguingly, the assault on my daughter and her friend by the pedophile who, based on his appearance, I believe is in his late 50s or early 60s, occurred not long after the youthful Spanish band Postcode performed a song calling for better communication and understanding between their own and previous generations.
Might they be interested in the parallels I could show them between pro-slavery advocates’ discreditable, selective human rights arguments and conduct, Johnson’s coup like, predatory prorogation of Parliament and the legal and language challenges that have harried my pursuit of justice for Lily and her friend Shona so far?
Might University of Glasgow principal and Vice Chancellor professor Anton Muscatelli and others at that esteemed institution be remotely interested in engaging with alternative visions of reparatory justice, like the one I have been developing around the Gnubia Bank project.
Or might they consciously or unconsciously prefer to follow Barclays Bank, the pedophile “prorogating” Fuerteventura’s positive tourism prospects and others who perpetrate cruelty and degradation against vulnerable persons in defiance of the United Nations Universal Declaration of Human Rights and similar, universally attested principles of care filled, careful conversation.
I note that the University of Glasgow was founded by papal bull in 1451.
Might that university’s links to dead letter dicta of the Holy Roman Empire of old be playing some role today, as they apparently did in times past, when its profiting from the slave trade it objected to occured?
Might that university be interested in learning the lessons that I am arguably best positioned to teach them about principles of care filled, careful conversation, whether those principles exist in written (New Testament) or unwritten (New Covenant) form?
To be continued…