Venture Capitalists Buy Stratford Shopping Centre

Apparently Stratford Shopping centre is worth a lot more money that I would have expected - £91.55 million to be exact, the price paid by investors from the venture capitalist firm Catalyst Capital, who have bought it from its current owners Land Securities as part of a deal that includes the properties at 44 Broadway and Morgan House.

Land Securities are selling up because they need the cash, or as their head of retail investment puts it, "funds from the sale will be channelled into other activities, including more immediate development opportunities". So why buy a shopping centre in the midst of economic uncertainty? The obvious answer is its location, right opposition the new Westfield Stratford City development across the road, which will when it opens be the largest urban shopping centre in Europe. The fact that it is close to the Olympic park may also be a factor, but a secondary one.

It might seem that the last thing anyone would want is a retail centre that is about to become eclipsed by another huge shopping development. But Catalyst Capital has said that as well as a "strong tenant line up", Stratford shopping centre also has "excellent development opportunities which will allow us to utilise our asset management and development expertise". What this means is that it is seen as a prime site, one worthwhile grabbing now from another company that needs money, that has the potential for redevelopment in the future.

Nothing will change that much in the short term, but as Westfield Stratford City overwhelms the unloved and ugly old shopping centre, expect fewer new shops, even more pound shops and more short leases - and, in a few years time, even something more drastic. Capital Catalyst have bought it to make money for its investors and I wouldn't be surprised if it isn't eventually bulldozed, sold on and absorbed as an annex of an expanding Westfield.

What this will mean for low income Stratford residents is unclear - but by then, anyone poor will probably have been forced further east. In other parts of London, they call this process 'gentrification' but in Stratford, it's something different: the area's transformation into a new West Thurrock. Not for the first time, I'm glad I chose to live that liitle bit further away.

And The Choir Sang Creep

Now I know this is seriously random, even for me. There's a film out In October called The Social Network, which is about the staggeringly dull subject of Mark Zuckerberg, the founder of Facebook. It's directed by Fight Club's David Fincher and Zuckerberg is played by Jesse Eisenberg, who was the lead in Zombieland.

The trailer, though, has one saving grace: a version of the Radiohead song 'Creep', sung by a Belgian girls' choir conducted by Stijn Kolacny, with his brother Steven Kolacny on the piano. There's another (non-sanitised, 'fucking special' instead of 'very special') choral version here, but by far the best (and saddest) video is this, a different cover by Sweden's Vega Choir.

Apparently choral versions of pop songs are a musical genre in their own right - who knew? But anyway, more proof that even an atheist like me can sometimes recognise that the religious (in this case the Lutherans) can take something great and make it sound amazingly beautiful. Enjoy.

Condemnation of Tomlinson Pathologist Further Undermines DPP's Refusal To Prosecute

Today, the General Medical Council unpicked another thread in the state's case for denying justice to Ian Tomlinson's widow and his children.

It comes as no surprise that the GMC has ruled that the pathologist Dr Mohmed 'Freddy' Patel failed to meet professional standards during post-mortem examinations in three cases between 2002 and 2005. I can still remember clearly how devastated my friends Rupert and Sheila Sylvester were back in 1999, when Patel wrongly announced to reporters that their son Roger, who had died in police custody in Tottenham, had been a crack cocaine user. Patel was reprimanded for that instance of professional misconduct too and in 2003, Roger was found to have been killed unlawfully by the police. Still, it wasn't until July last year that Dr Patel was finally suspended from conducting any further post mortem examinations for the Home Office or the police.

Common sense suggests this leaves in tatters the claim by Keir Starmer, the Director of Public Prosecutions, that there was an "irreconcilable conflict" in medical opinion over the death of Ian Tomlinson that prevented a charge of manslaughter. On the one hand, there's the post mortem opinion of Freddy Patel, a discredited pathologist with a string of reprimands and disciplinary verdicts against him, a doctor who has had no formal working arrangement with any UK police force for five years before Ian's death. On the other hand, there's the opinion of Dr Nat Cary, the former Head of of the Department of Forensic Medicine at Guy’s Hospital, a member of the Home Office's own Scientific Standards Committee and the author of more than fifty peer-reviewed published articles, mainly in relation to cardiovascular disease. Medical evidence stands and falls on the reputation of expert witnesses and whilst their testimony should never be relied on as the only evidence, I still can't understand why a jury can't weigh Cary's opinion against the value of Patel's credibility, alongside the video evidence available.

Meanwhile, there's still the question of why the coroner Paul Matthews picked Dr Patel over Dr Cary (who is normally called in for suspicious deaths in London), especially as earlier this month, an investigation by BBC Radio 4's The Report found that Patel had failed to meet the criteria for inclusion on the Home Office's Register of Forensic Pathologists. We also need to know what role the City of London Police had in influencing the coroner's decision - they paid Patel's fee at the same time as they were busy telling the Tomlinson family that here was nothing suspicious about Ian's death. And then we need an explanation why two investigators from the Independent Police Complaints Commission were denied access to the original postmortem by Dr Patel.

The accusation of a cover up is one that should always be made with caution - but in this case, the evidence is becoming alarmingly compelling.

Tomlinson Pathologist Guilty Of Misconduct

From the Press Association. More on this later.

A disciplinary panel has ruled that the pathologist who carried out the first autopsy on Ian Tomlinson who died at last year's G20 protest in central London, acted in a way that amounted to misconduct during two earlier post-mortem examinations and his fitness to practise is impaired.

The panel also ruled that Dr Freddy Patel displayed deficient professional performance in a third post-mortem exam.

The panel had already concluded that Dr Patel was "irresponsible" and failed to meet professional standards during his examinations of the bodies of a five-year-old girl in 2002, a four-week-old baby in 2003 and a woman who died in 2005.

Dr Patel, 63, was said by the panel to have behaved irresponsibly, failed to meet standards expected of a Home Office pathologist and acted in a way liable to bring the profession into disrepute when he changed the woman's cause of death in 2005.

He carried out a post-mortem examination on January 5, and decided she had died due to a blood clot in the coronary arteries.

A month later, following a second post-mortem exam by another pathologist, he prepared an addendum to his report, changing the cause of death to a brain haemorrhage in line with the new findings.

During the ruling panel chairman Richard Davies said Dr Patel's "acts and omissions were very serious" and amounted to misconduct and his failure to note the weights of individual organs examined, recommended in Royal College of Pathologists' guidance, also showed deficient professional performance.

Dr Patel, whose full name is Mohmed Saeed Sulema Patel, has already been suspended from the Home Office register of forensic pathologists amid questions about his post-mortem examination of Mr Tomlinson.

The 47-year-old newspaper seller died during London's G20 riots in April last year after being pushed to the ground by a police officer.

Dr Patel's competency was called into question after two other pathologists agreed that Mr Tomlinson, who was an alcoholic, died as a result of internal bleeding, probably from his diseased liver, after falling on his elbow.

Naval Gazing in Greenwich

Down at Greenwich Park with the parents today, visiting the Royal Observatory and the Royal Naval College. A couple of snaps in lieu of proper blogging, which will hopefully return this week. There are more pictures here.

The Rooftop Of The Thames

Well, it's been a typical August Bank Holiday, no? Wind, driving rain, only the occasional break in the cloud... but at least most of the Undergound was running for once. Plans to head over to the annual solidarity cricket match in Victoria Park were abandoned with the unexpected arrival in London of my mum and dad, which was lovely though.

And I was able to tick off another entry on my list of Things That Tourists Do But Londoners Miss™ by going up on the walkway over Tower Bridge. Here's a couple of pictures - there are more here.

Who Are The "Principal Environmental Extremists"?

The Scotsman's crime reporter has been regurgitating more police propaganda today about last week's Climate Camp, with a piece that includes the following:

Police chiefs feared that a hardcore group of climate camp activists planned to launch a bid to shut down Edinburgh Airport during the protests.

Officers had gathered intelligence that the ringleaders of protests which previously targeted Heathrow Airport were descending on the Capital.

Intelligence also suggested that the M8 and M9 motorways, Princes Street, and the Tattoo may have come under attack in a effort to cause "maximum economic disruption".

UK police forces have identified around 100 "principal environmental extremists" operating across Britain, and Lothian and Borders Police believe up to 50 were in Edinburgh for last week's protests.

Instead, hundreds of protesters camped outside the Royal Bank of Scotland's global headquarters at Gogarburn, with sporadic attacks on other city bank branches.

Assistant Chief Constable Iain Livingstone today said: "We knew that RBS would be a potential target and the bank has premises across the city.

"But we built up intelligence that suggested Edinburgh Airport, the M8 and M9, the city's banking system, Princes Street and the city centre, and the Tattoo, were major targets".

"We had spoken to RBS and they were happy to allow the camp to go ahead there. It allowed us to contain and control the protest away from where they could have tried to cause maximum disruption.

"The impact if Princes Street had been forced to close during the middle of the Festival would have been great. It was one of a number of genuine targets. Instead, the group was largely confined to an area on the west side of the city."

So who exactly are these 100 or so "principal environmental extremists"? The Scotsman identifies "extremists linked to the Plane Stupid campaign, which saw 1000 eco-warriors bidding to close down Heathrow three years ago". So that's definitely Greenpeace's Joss Garman on the list then.

What this refers to of course is the database held by the shadowy National Extremism Tactical Coordination Unit, which is part of the Association of Chief Police Officers (ACPO). It justifies the holding of information about protesters, including completely lawful ones, because they are potentially "witnesses to acts of criminality or anti-social behaviour" or have "attended several events where violent disorder has occurred". NETCU says that this "helps the police to do their job effectively", because "collecting the right information helps the police to protect democracy and lawful protest". Anton Setchel, ACPO's National Co-ordinator for Domestic Extremism, has gone even further, with this telling comment the Guardian:

"Just because you have no criminal record does not mean that you are not of interest to the police," he said. "Everyone who has got a criminal record did not have one once."

NETCU 's purported definition of 'extremist' is allegedly very specific: it says it means those who "try to mask their activities by associating closely with legitimate campaigners", who use tactics such as "malicious letters and e-mails, blackmail, product contamination, damage to property and occasionally the use of improvised explosive devices" and whose "aim is to create a climate of fear". But the trouble is, most of those who end up on its secret lists are entirely legitimate campaigners who support and even celebrate non-violence. NETCU is just an excuse for widespread surveillance of anyone who participates in protest - on the basis that everyone taking part is, in Assistant Chief Constable Setchell's eyes, potentially guilty until proven otherwise.

The claim that "principal environmental extremists" were descending on Edinburgh looks like another example of the Scotsman repeating whatever they are told by their police minders - about as convincing as the lies circulated by Lothian and Borders Police claiming that "a substance similar to diesel or vegetable oil" had been spilled onto two major roads by climate activists. Could it be that having sufficient numbers to successfully target the Royal Bank of Scotland's headquarters - which has "attracted criticism from some senior politicians for 'failing to clamp down sooner' on the Gogarburn protest after activists sneaked on to grounds" - has strained a few coppers' nerves north of the border?

LAZY FRIDAY - Frienemies

Today's Lazy Friday lunchtime distraction is courtesy of Mark Fiore, with more News-In-A-Nutshell. Love the cartoon depiction of Wikileaks' founder Julian Assange, "some guy with a popular website, a man on the run with a global network of leakism!"

A Coalition Of Resistance, But What Kind?

In November, the Coalition of Resistance conference in Camden will to bring together activists from around the country to hear speakers from struggles in Europe and from “delegates from the anti-cuts and anti-privatisation groups springing up in this country”. Its ambitious aim is to provide a focus for what will hopefully have become a growing movement against the drastic cuts expected in October’s Spending Review.

The conference was first announced in a statement published in the Guardian in early August and is closely associated with Counterfire, the new political project of John Rees and Lindsay German since their expulsion from the Socialist Workers Party. Other prominent former SWP members, including Alex Snowdon and Chris Nineham (who once ran the SWP’s front organisation 'Globalise Resistance'), are active in organising the event, whilst ULU students union president Clare Solomon, who was also kicked out of the party in late 2009, has been looking after the Coalition of Resistance (CoR) website. Their former comrades in the Right to Work campaign, which the SWP continues to support, seem to have been all but sidelined and do not appear amongst the signatories on the original CoR statement.

The specific criticism of the SWP leadership made by those who quit this year focused on its abandonment of the ‘united front’ strategy, with the “most glaring mistake” being “the SWP’s refusal to engage with others in shaping a broad left response to the recession, clearly the most pressing task facing the left”. CoR is a rejection of that approach and anyone looking at the conference, the people involved, its proposal for the creation of “a national co-ordinating coalition” and even the choice of name can see what model it seeks to replicate – the Stop the War Coalition.

The way the Stop the War Coalition (StWC) has been run, however, has not been without its critics. It managed an impressive level of unity during the approach to the war in Iraq, but has also been accused of presenting itself as the sole voice of the anti-war movement, a claim it had no right to make. Its decisions have often been made with little semblance of democratic consultation and its large and unwieldy executive committee was basically symbolic, which allowed members of the SWP to appear on platforms as spokespersons when they have no links to any of the organisation’s structures. After five years, StWC had became, as I suggested in 2008, a mass movement with few roots, one that reactivated non-existent ‘local groups’ only when there is a demo to promote. Genuinely dynamic local activism was the exception – and it was always in areas where a more pluralist attitude was allowed to flourish.

Obviously there was nothing inevitable about a repeat of these mistakes – but if I you’re now expecting a typically sectarian anarcho rant against the people involved in CoR, then I’m afraid you’re in for a shock.

Instead, I’ve actually been very impressed by the early signs of CoR's inclusiveness and desire to work with others, from quarters where I wouldn’t expect such a refreshing attitude. Whether this is because of the political journey that some ex-SWP activists have been on, perhaps their own disappointment at the arrogance and control-freakery displayed towards building broad alliances, is of course pure speculation. But back in 2003, when an independent anti-war group was set up where I live, the SWP moved swiftly to set up its own ‘official’ alternative. In 2010, when a few of us decided to call a meeting about the impact of cuts in Newham, CoR has been enthusiastic in supporting and publicising it. It may not seem like much, but it strikes me that it’s an indicator of a fundamentally different outlook.

That doesn’t mean there won’t be disagreements ahead. Creating another convenient but ultimately cumbersome national committee that starts trying to direct campaigning activity, rather than supporting it at a grassroots level, is still a real possibility. So too is a reluctance to accept that CoR is one part of a wider ‘movement of movements’ and not the exclusive leader of the opposition to ConDem cuts. We all know, meanwhile, that there’ll be plenty of people at the Camden Centre in November who are past masters at bureaucratic manoeuvring at conferences.

But come October, the country faces massive, ideologically driven cuts and the Tories attempt to engineer the near decimation of public services. If there is a real chance to create an organised, effective opposition that scares the hell out of the government, then all of us are going to have to swallow our cynicism and try and make it work - no matter what has happened in the past.

There is a Coalition of Resistance planning meeting next Thursday, 2 September, at the University of London Union, starting at 6.30pm. More details here.

Fifteen Albums That Stick With You

My friend and comrade Harpymarx has a knack for spotting Internet memes and this is a particularly fun one - fifteen albums that will always stick with you, one album per band, with no more than fifteen minutes to make the selection.

Her choices are here. After finally making it home after a long, long day, I sat down with a notebook and pen (very old-school) and found it surprisingly easy to choose fifteen albums that each have a personal meaning to me. Explaining why has taken rather longer, but here are my choices, in release-date order:

The Jam - Setting Sons (1979)
I was only just starting secondary school when Setting Sons came out and was therefore a late starter as a fan of the Jam (this was their fourth album). Paul Weller was undoubtedly the coolest musician of the period and the album remains one of my all-time favourites, one I still listen to regularly. Heat Wave (a Martha and the Vandellas cover) is an odd and rather pointless final track though.

Favourite tracks: Eton Rifles, Smithers-Jones

Heaven 17 – Penthouse and Pavement (1981)
This was such an iconic album from my early school years, with the overtly political (We Don't Need This) Fascist Groove Thang an obvious hook for a young lefty (it was banned by Radio 1's resident censor Mike Read). Heaven 17 were also, however, responsible for teenage boys wearing ridiculous little pony-tails and dressing like aspiring yuppies. Remember collar pins with burgundy ties?


Favourite tracks: (We Don't Need This) Fascist Groove Thang, Geisha Boys and Temple Girls, The Height of the Fighting

Special AKA – In The Studio (1984)
This was the third album by the Specials and I can remember exactly where I bought it: in a long-disappeared record shop in Haywards Heath in Sussex, a year after its release. This is the album that includes the decade's finest political anthem, Free Nelson Mandela, a track I particularly enjoyed playing when relatives from South Africa were visiting (along with sticking a massive ANC flag on my bedroom door). Seeing the song performed at the end of an Anti-Apartheid Movement protest in London was fantastic.

Favourite tracks: Free Nelson Mandela, Racist Friend

The Smiths – Meat Is Murder (1985)
Inevitabky, I became a Smiths fan long after the truly dedicated has spent a fortune on gladioli and this album was the soundtrack of my first year at polytechnic, nearly two years after its release. To be fair, this was mainly because I was too skint to buy LPs (What Difference Does It Make? had been a favourite single when it was released in 1984, but that never grew into a fully-blown Morrissey obsession). The politics of Meat is Murder naturally appealed to plenty of other stereotypical vegetarian student left wingers - I was one such archetype - but even so, there's little doubt that How Soon Is Now? is one of the greatest tracks of all time.

Favourite tracks: How Soon Is Now?, What She Said, That Joke Isn't Funny Anymore

The Redskins - Neither Washington Nor Moscow (1986)
The Redskins were the SWP's house band and it was inevitable, in the mid-80s, that it would be popular with anyone on the left. But I remember that everyone had this album (even my less political friends) and it was a staple of all-night teenage house parties of the period. Sampling Tony Cliff was pretty cheesy though and smacked of the kind of leader-worship I've always been suspicious of.

Favourite tracks: Lean On Me, Keep On Keepin' On

The Stone Roses – The Stone Roses (1989)
This was the album of my final year at college and in the condemned student block where I lived, on the Coventry Cross estate in Bromley-by-Bow, it blared out from every flat. A Friday night at the student union wouldn't have been complete without a load of pale white guys flailing around to I Am the Resurrection (this was before Fool's Gold taught everyone that moving their hips when they danced was perfectly acceptable).

Favourite tracks: I Wanna Be Adored, This Is the One, I Am the Resurrection

Oasis – Definitely Maybe (1994)
The first and definitely the best Oasis album, although I know others prefer (What's the Story) Morning Glory?. But Oasis were already well on their way to embracing their Beatles obsession by the release of their second LP, whilst this was the band when they still were at the stage of wanting to play loud, angry guitars and dream of one day becoming famous.


Favourite tracks: Supersonic, Rock 'n' Roll Star, Cigarettes & Alcohol

Nirvana – Unplugged in New York (1994)
I never got Nirvana when they became huge in 1991. A latecomer as ever, I was still caught up in the whole 'Madchester' hype on the release of Nevermind and it was the kind of thing that Johnny Edwards, the students' union president I shared an office with when I was a sabbatical officer, was into (along with the Pixies track Stormy Weather, which was on a permanent loop). But stripped of the noise, the MTV Unplugged session showed that Kurt Cobain was a great songwriter - and finally the penny dropped.

Favourite tracks: About a Girl, Polly, Something in the Way

Portishead – Dummy (1994)
I loved this album when it came out and played it over and over again. It's like the soundtrack to a particularly disturbing late-night European film. The whole 'trip-hop' scene largely passed me by (I am so desperately uncool) but Beth Gibbons' voice on Dummy was something special - and it still is, even despite the potentially career-destroying Mercury Music Prize it won in 1995.

Favourite tracks: Wandering Star, Sour Times, Glory Box

Pulp – Different Class (1995)
In 1995, Jarvis Cocker was a geek hero who could do no wrong. Common People was huge, the band's Glastonbury appearance that year has become the stuff of legend and Different Class was my favourite album, even though I seem to remember that it too won a Mercury Music Prize. There are plenty of great tracks but Bar Italia probably edges it as my favourite - more than once I was one of those who "can't go home and go to bed, because it hasn't worn off yet".

Favourite tracks: Mis-Shapes, Common People, Underwear, Bar Italia

Radiohead – OK Computer (1997)
This is my favourite Radiohead album, almost certainly because it's another that sounds like the score to a science-fiction film and because it stood apart from the rest of the 'Britpop' nonsense at the time. Referencing Chomsky, Douglas Adams and including a track originally written for Baz Luhrmann's brilliant Romeo + Juliet almost certainly helped too.

Favourite tracks: Paranoid Android, Karma Police, No Surprises


Blue Break Beats Volume 4 (1998)
A choice that I doubt anyone else would share, but this album has an particularly personal significance for me, as it was one that we played in my friend Gilly's car every morning on the way to work at INQUEST. It includes tracks that were later sampled by others, including Bob Dorough's original Three Is The Magic Number from 1973 (a song that Gilly and I both knew all the words to after listening to it day after day), which was used many years later by De La Soul. One of the tracks is also an amazing live performance of Woman of the Ghetto by Marlena Shaw. For some reason I played it repeatedly after Gilly died in 2007.

Favourite tracks: Beat Goes On (Buddy Rich), Three Is The Magic Number (Bob Dorough), Woman of the Ghetto (Marlena Shaw)

Leftfield – Rhythm and Stealth (1999)
This album reminds me of a particular period - when many of my close friends were organising Conscious Clubbing events as a way to mix getting blasted and dancing until the morning whilst also raising funds for our favourite causes. I can still vividly remember Phat Planet or Afrika Shox when they were dropped into one of the DJ sets (usually by Gilly again, who had his signature tracks). Still a great album and one I dig out when I need cheering up.

Favourite tracks: Phat Planet, Afrika Shox, Swords

DJ Marky – The Brazilian Job (2001)
Drum and Bass crept up on me slowly but I never could get into the harder, darker tracks. However, when the Movement album The Brazilian Job came out, I discovered something that I could listen to at home, not just dance to in a club. Brazilian drum and bass is music for the summer months and for partying on the beach, essentially - and LK would be on my list for Desert Island Discs.


Favourite tracks: Só Tinha Que Ser Com Voce, LK (Carolina Carol Bela), Sambassim

The Streets – A Grand Don't Come For Free (2004)
Mike Skinner's first album as The Streets was my first British garage purchase and is great, but A Grand Don't Come for Free is just brilliant - eleven tracks that sound even better if played from beginning to end. As friends know well, I love this album so much that Blinded by the Lights has been the ringtone on my mobile for six years now. Nothing Skinner has done since has been as good.

Favourite tracks: Blinded by the Lights, Fit But You Know It, Empty Cans