Now I lie in bed at night and ask what the hell was going on. He wasn't talented. He wasn't funny. He had an instantly recognizable schtick but it wasn't particularly entertaining. Most of the people who rubbed up against him found him creepy (or that's what they're saying now). So how did this strange, empty little person get to be such a power in the land? For as long as he was alive he remained untouchable. He may not have had personal friends but he had plenty of establishment ones- the BBC, successive Prime Ministers, politicians, police chiefs, health chiefs, religious leaders, Prince Charles. He had the entree to any institution he wanted. He garnered two knighthoods- one from the Queen and one from the Pope. How did all that come about? Were all those good people fooled, corrupted or compliant? How does this scandal relate to all the other scandals that are mushrooming up in its wake?
I need to know. I need to find out what kind of a country it is I've been living in these past sixty years.