The logo for this site is ‘cynical reflections from a tub’ which is apposite as it’s my mission statement to cut through the spin, deflection and obfuscation to arrive at a kernel of truth. My cynicism has been piqued by the SPFSA. Are they no more than an elaborate squirrel, a pressure valve if you will, to keep the lid on the fervour to strip the titles? Those at the SFM are so seduced by having a seat at the table that they seem to have lost their focus. They are no longer espousing redressing the cheating. They are now deliberating on the big picture of governance.
There is talk of cross-party support at Trumpton. At the drop of a hat I could name three MSPs whose hatred of Celtic and all that they stand for is hard-wired. The idea of title stripping is anathema to them. When the peasants revolted in Rome the Senate gave them a circus. This tactic was also used to quell civil unrest in The Philippines with what became known as ‘The Thrilla in Manila.’ Is the SPFSA the modern day equivalent to undermine the clamour for sporting integrity? Its timing is suspect.
In yesterday’s piece I highlighted how Mason Milne, Wiggy, needs cross-lodge support to pay interest on north of £300m of debt. Milne is not an intelligent man. He has done well to rise from his humble beginnings of renovating bathrooms to building estates. He has been helped by the bare nipple brigade. He knows how his bread is buttered. The Masonic opposition to fair play is clearly evident. Rangers cheated but as the club favoured by most Masons in the West of Scotland they are allowed to cheat. The ‘taigs’ should get back in their box and know their place.
The SFA, and Milne, are talking about advice from an advocate which suggests doing the square root of fuck all about the cheating. Cheating that occurred on the SFA’s watch. They were even given a ‘heads up’ by Hugh Adam in 2002 on national television and in print in 2009, but looked away.
“It’s Rangers, the establishment club. They’re allowed more latitude.”
They were given enough rope to hang themselves. Mr Adam asserted that there were:
“Secretive payments to players which were not in their contracts. They weren’t included in the contracts. They definitely weren’t. That was the whole point of them. If they’d been included in the contracts, they would have had to have paid tax on them. I don’t think a lot of the other directors knew an awful lot about it. David Murray kept everything to himself. When I was on the board, I knew all about them. I just didn’t know the details of them. They became accepted. The revenue were seriously challenging them at that point when I was a director. All the directors heard about them but didn’t take them seriously because they didn’t appear in the books. People didn’t want to know about them. There was a lot of that going on at the time. You knew it was cheating but some of them not only hoped but believed it was above board. It was just something that crept up. It was considered important but not crucial. The fans didn’t give a damn one way or another. When I was asked for my opinion on the way the club had been run, I said it was quite obvious how it had got into trouble. They were doing things they shouldn’t have been doing.
They (EBTs) were always regarded in my time as a bit of a joke. They were getting away with it but nobody really thought they’d get away with it forever. The players were very naive. Few of them were the Brain of Britain, of course. If they get the money, they don’t give a damn where it’s coming from.”
Mr. Adam could not have been more clear. David Murray was evading tax with secretive payments to players. He was aided and abetted by Campbell Ogilvie and then Andrew Dickson whose loyalty he bought with an EBT taste of the action. Murray was engaging in systemic industrial tax evasion. Tax evasion to win titles.
How they must have laughed at this wheeze. Dave King, Paul Murray and Alsatair Johnston were probably pissing themselves as the stupid taigs in the East End collected PAYE and NIC in full.
Fifteen years have elapsed since this cheating was first revealed and the SFA have done nothing other than to hire a QC to justify their inertia.
Mr Regan, in language you will underestand, the EBT’s have crystallised. How you can sit in your comfortable corner office shuffling papers of no consequence is beyond me. Your desk is on fire, imbecile. I did not come down in the last shower to extinguish the blaze.
Make no mistake Regan. There will be an Armageddon unless you and your self-serving jobsworths get off your well-upholstered fundaments and do something radical: