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Veronica Veritas?...the full story ? by Mags Glennon
The film opens with a portrayal
of John Gilligans gang selling heroin in the flat complexes. Gilligan
was and is a scumbag, but he wasnt a heroin dealer. His fortune
was made from the import of an estimated £28 million worth of cannabis
in just two years. Perhaps the scriptwriters, aiming for a middle class
audience, did not feel this crime serious enough? Similarly the characters
of The Monk and The General are depicted as being
heavily involved in smack dealing, again a storyline not backed up by
the evidence. Both were serious criminals and the money from their robberies
did fund drug dealing, but through their accomplices and relatives. By
naming the wrong people as the heroin dealers those who were responsible
are left off the hook. We meet Veronica Guerin, bored
by her frivolous role reporting on pointless human interest tales, being
introduced to the underworld of poverty and heroin addiction. Cue to scenes
of ragged and dirty urchins in the flats. Apart from the syringes, the
scenes could have been from Frank McCourts Limerick of the 1930s.
However my memory of the children in the flats in the mid 1990s was of
clean youngsters dressed in the cheap fashions of the day, all whizzing
about on roller blades. Similarly the drug dealers are strange characters
with bizarre 1970s hairstyles and sideburns. Working class culture, dress
and behaviour are filtered through a prism that reflects what the middle
class imagine their lifestyle to be. Guerin meets anti-drugs activists
from the Concerned Parents Against Drugs (CPAD) and joins them on a small
march to report on it. This is a pivotal point in the film, as a coffin
is laid at the door of the drug dealer she joins in the chanting "Pushers
Out!". We are asked to see this as the point where she takes sides,
standing with the protestors and against the pushers. Veronica, the peoples
friend. In real life Veronica Guerin wrote a story that seriously libelled
a prominent member of CPAD. A man had been arrested in the West with a
large quantity of drugs. He had the same name as the anti-drugs activist.
Guerin wrote the story, despite denials from several sources that the
accused was the man she thought he was. She and her publication were later
forced to pay out a large sum to the CPAD activist libelled. A friend
of community anti-drugs campaigners?- perhaps not. Balderdash! The anti-drugs campaign
was motivated and carried out by communities, for communities. The death
of Veronica Guerin had a negligible effect, if any at all, on it. Before
her death, campaigns were already active and strong in Dublins Southern
suburbs and the South Inner City. The campaign in the North Inner City,
the main area focussed on in the film , moved onto the streets a full
two months after she died. The event which kicked it off was a police
attack on the community in Summerhill, when the riot squad savagely batoned
the people off their own streets as they protested againstdrug dealers.
The resulting anger at the police assaults on women and children led to
angry public meetings and massive marches on both the pushers and the
local Garda barracks. Not a single banner ever had Guerins name
on it, and neither were pushers pulled from flats by lynch mobs. Police powers were increased
and longer sentences introduced for drug dealing. There is now a minimum
provision of 10 years for possession of drugs valued at over 12,700 euro
(£10,000). It has been implemented a handful of times in the hundreds
of such cases since it was introduced in 1999. Serious importers caught
with up to half a million euro worth of heroin routinely get off with
sentences of less than 5 years. Despite a referendum to restrict bail
laws arrested dealers still waltz out of custody to deal death for another
year before their trials are held. Both the government and the
Gardai admit that the importation situation has deteriorated in recent
years, as the availability of drugs is not being affected despite seizures
of massive quantities. Noel Ahern, the minister with responsibility for
drug prevention, has said "The price of some of these drugs seem
to be getting more reasonable, rather than more expensive, plenty of it
is still getting in," he said. A senior Garda admitted "If we
make a massive seizure, you might think there would be a shortage and
price would go up. But it doesn't, there seems to be so many suppliers,using
many different trafficking routes, that the supply is always there."
Seizures of herbal cannabis, for example increased by over 10,000% last
year, from 128kg in 2000 to 13,208kg in 2001. The most recent National
Advisory Committee on Drugs report estimates there are 12,456 heroin addicts
in Dublin, with another 2,000 outside the city. The number of female heroin
users rose from 3,117 in 1996 to 4,176 in 2001, a rise of 34%. Veronica Guerin was a journalist
for a rag, as she calls the Sunday Independent in the film.
She may have been brave, but she was also foolhardy. Until her death no
one, least of all herself, I would imagine, thought such a murder would
take place. Sensible profit motivated criminals keep the head down and
dont provoke the establishment by slaughtering its spokespeople.
Thus drug dealers are no real threat to the social stability of the governing
class. After all the trade merely kills off the more vulnerable of the
working class, it does not impact on the families of the establishment.
Hence the savage crackdown on the community activists, the lessons learned
in clearing their areas of drugs just might be applied to other political
issues. Pat Rabbitte, now leader of the Labour Party, was a government
minister at the time and he spoke cryptically of "putting out the
bush fires out there". So the police were sent out to smash the political
activists and state money was thrown at middle class social workers to
research the drugs problem, produce reports and hold pointless
conferences among themselves in nice hotels. The comfortable Hollywood conclusions of Veronica Guerin rest uneasily with the reality of drugs in Ireland in 2003. Dont bother going to film, it will be on TV by Christmas anyway. FOURTHWRITE, PO BOX 31, Belfast BT127EE |
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