A KNIFE & GUN CRIME Season on Channel 4, began on Monday 30th June, 2008. Channel 4 took an unflinching look at the increasing use of violence and weapons by young people on our Nation's Streets. Facing up to some uncomfortable truths about Knife and Gun crime, the season explores the effect of this disturbing trend on offenders, victims and society at large.
STREET WEAPONS COMMISSION... giving evidence on the 13th May, 2008 in Birmingham Ann Oakes-Odger spoke on behalf of KnifeCrimes.Org to the panel of Commissioners headed by Cherie Booth QC. The Commissioners judged 'Westley's Weapons Awareness' as being 2 years ahead of the Government on Education...a Nationwide Education programme is now called for to Year 7's annual intake. The Commission investigated Gangs & Violent Crime by travelling to 5 major cities across the UK to speak to Police representatives, community workers, young people, doctors as well as Victims families.
KnifeCrimes.Org...a snap-shot of the work in Schools, information delivered through Westley's Weapons Awareness Programme.
FOLLOWING THE MURDER OF WESTLEY ODGER...on the 12th September, 2005 a Petition was launched on the Anniversary...with the support of Bob Russell MP a Home Affairs Select Committee on 'Knives' was also called for. The Petition was Tabled in the House of Commons on the 21st March, 2007. The Petitioners declare:
"We are appalled by the number of people killed through the use of Guns and Knives; we are further appalled that, although the number of people killed by knives is three times higher than those who are killed by guns, the legal system treats Knife Crimes less seriously than Gun Crimes.
The Petitioner therefore request that the House of Commons urge the Home Secretary to introduce legislation so that the carrying of Knives and the use of Knives, and Sentencing Policies, are treated on the same terms as Gun Crimes".
Ann Oakes-Odger's Campaign Success: Achieved Law Change and Education see 'Knife Petiton' page for full information.
A HOME AFFAIRS SELECT COMMITTEE...after many months of lobbying by Bob Russell MP on behalf of Ann Oakes-Odger a Knife Debate took place on the 27th March, 2007 to which a Memorandum was submitted (see copy - Knife Crime Resource). As a result of this Debate one of the measures introduced was for figures to be collated in respect of 'Knife incidents' as from April, 2007. For the first time in 2008 the Home Office collated data shows Britain's Knife Crime problem and confirms it's existence even in Provincial areas - see map below:-
NOTE: Under 16's are not included in the above figures.
(Further Statistics - Go to 'Facts & Figures' page)
FALLOUT by Roy Williams...Part of the 'Disarming Britain' Season - Channel 4's Season on Knife and Gun Crime screened at 10pm on Thursday 3rd July, 2008. Acclaimed actor and writer Lennie James, is one of the stars of Fallout, the TV version of Roy William's play about 'Teenage Violence'...has watched with horror as the death toll mounts. Lennie James here in an open letter to the 'Knife' carriers, he draws on his own difficult upbringing to make an impassioned please to the lost generation of young boys who visit random savagery on their victims.
TO WHOM IT MAY CONCERN...
My name is Lennie James. I am a 42-year-old father of three. I grew up in South-West London. I was brought up by a single mother. I was orphaned at 10, lived in a kids' home until I was 15 and was then fostered. I tell you this not to claim any special knowledge of how you've grown, but to explaim how I have and from where I draw my understanding.
I want to talk to you about the knife you're carrying in your belt or pocket or shoe. The one you got from your mum's kitchen or ordered online or robbed out of the camping shop. The knife you tell yourself you carry for protection, because you never know who else has got one.
I want to talk to you about what that knife will do for you. If you carry it, the chances are you will be called on to use it. It is a deadly weapon, so if you use it the chances are you will kill with it, after you've seen how little force it takes for sharpened steel to puncture flesh. After your mates have run away from the boy you've left bleeding. When you're looking for somewhere to dash the blade, and lighter fluid to burn your clothes. When your blood is burning in your veins and your heard is beating out of your chest to where you want to puke or cry, but can't coz you're toughing it out for your boyz. When you are bang smack in the middle of 'Did you see that!' and 'Oh, Jesus Christ!' here's who to blame...
Blame the boy you just left for dead. Blame him for not believing you when you told him you were a bigger man than him. Blame him for not backing down when you made your chest broad, bounced into him and told him about your knife and how you would use it. Blame him for calling you on and making you prove yourself. Tell yourself if he had just freed up his phone or not cut his eyes at you like he did, he wouldn't be choking on his blood and crying for his mum.
Then blame your mum. When the police are banging down her door looking for you, or she hears the whispers behind the 'wall of silence', tell her it's all her fault for being worthless. Cuss her out for having kids when she was nothing but a kid herself, or for picking some drug or some man over you again and again. Even if she only had you and devoted herself to you, even if she is a great mum, blame her anyway. Blame her for not being around more to make sure you took the chances she was out working her fingers to the bone to give you.
When you're done with her, blame the man she picked to make you with. Blame him for being less than half the man he should have been. When he comes to bail you out and starts running you down for the terrible thin you've done, tell him straight: 'I did what I did coz you didn't do what you should have done.' Even if he did right; respected your mother, worked to provide for his family financially and spiritually, taught you right from wrong and drummed it home everyday... Even if he nurtured you as best he could, blame him for the generation of men he comes from.
The one that allowed an adolescent definition of manhood to become so dominant. The one that measures a man by how many babymothers he has wrangling his offspring, or by how 'bad' his reputation is on the streets of whatever couple of square miles he chooses to call his 'ends'.
Damn them for letting you believe that respect is to be found with gun in hand or knife in pocket. Damn them and everyone who feeds the myth of these gangsters, villains, thieves and hustlers. Anyone who makes them heroes while damning hard-working educated, honest men as weak, sell-outs or pussies.
If you are black, blame white people for the history of indignities they heaped on you and yours. For the humiliation of having to go cap-in-hand or get down on bended knee or having to burn shit down before you are afforded something so basically fundamental as equality. If you are white, blame black folk and Muslims for taking all your excuses. Failing that, blame a class system that keeps you poor and ignorant so the 'uppers' and 'middles' can feel better about themselves.
You have good reason to blame them all. I wouldn't be you growing up now for love nor money. Your generation has so little room to manoeuvre. We had more space to step around the bullshit. We weren't excluded at the rate you lot are. Teachers hadn't given up or lost their authority over us. They still tried to protect and guide us even through our most disruptive years.
The police stopped and seached us, but we fought that right our of their hands - we hoped into extinction. But they want to bring back that abusive practice. They are still hooked on punishment rather than prevention. They seem ignorant to the fact that they are feeding you acceptance of an already prevalent gang mentality. As far as you can see, the police are not protecting and serving you they are coming at you like just another street gang trying to boss your postcode.
When I was where you are now, generation of state agencies, social services, policy-makers and politicians had not abdicated all responsibility for me. We weren't left to our own devices like you have been. Is it any wonder that you end up expressing yourself in such a violently pathetic way?
We should be ashamed, I am. You have shamed us into a desparate need to do something about ourselves. We have collectively failed you and we should take all the blame that is ours for that...but, so should you.
I blame you. I blame you because as a generation you are selfish, self-centred and have little or no empathy for anyone but yourselves. You are politically stunted and socially irresponsible and...you scare us. What scares us most is that you would rather die than learn. Your only salvation may be that still most of you aren't playing it out dirty. The vast majority of young men, even with all that is stacked against them, are finding their way around the crap. The boy you will kill, should you continue to carry that knife, almost certainly had the same collective failures testing him. He probably felt no less abandoned and no less scared. He also, almost certainly, wasn't carrying a knife.
Whatever it seems like, whatever you've read, whatever you tell yourself about protection being your reason, statistics show the life you take will be that of an unarmed person. That is what that knife will do for you. It will make you escalate a situation to where it is needed. It will give you a misguided sense of confidence. It will make you the aggressor. That knife will make you use it. It will bring you nothing worth having. There is no respect there. The street may give you some passing recognition, but any name you think you might make will soon be forgotten.
Your victim will be remembered long after you. Name me one of the boys who killed Stephen Lawrence. Once you've bloodied that knife you may as well be dead because you'll be buried for 10 to 20 years. Banged up for that long, only a fool would look back and think it was worth it. You'll be nothing more than a sad, unwanted, unnecessary statistic.
If you were mine, this is what I would tell you. I would make myself a big enough man to big. I'd get down on beded knees if I had to. I would beg you to take that knife out of your pocket and leave it at home. I would tell you that I know are are scared and lost and that I know the risks involved in what I'm asking you to do. I know that what we could step around, you have to walk through, and that there is always some fool who isn't going to make it any other way but the wrong way. I'm just begging you not to be that fool.
Be a better man than that. Let the story they tell of you be that you exceeded expectations...that you didn't drown. Don't spend your days looking to be a 'bad-man'...try to be a good one. Our biggest failure is that our actions have left you not knowing how precious you are. We have left you unaware of your worth to us. You are precious to us. Give yourself a change to grow enough to understand whay.
E. & O.E.