Jimmy Savile was a strange person. He wore velour tracksuits, was never seen in the company of a woman, and raised millions of pounds for charity, all while looking permanently aged and like an old great uncle. Kids loved him. It turns out – after his death – that he may have loved kids too.
It’s a terrible thing to say, but there are serious allegations being laid at Savile that he molested and raped at least 30 different young girls during his time as a DJ and TV presenter. Commander Peter Spindler of the Metropolitan Police has said that “it is quite clear from what women are telling us that Savile was a predatory sex offender.”
Looking back, it’s easy to see that much was kind of obvious. Hindsight is a great thing. You realise, armed with extra knowledge, that the weird looking guy who loved nothing more than to be around kids wasn’t quite so innocent anymore. The way he assiduously guarded his private life now takes on a different meaning too. Of course he did: he was allegedly doing massively illegal things.
It’s one of those things where you go hang on, seriously? How didn’t an eccentric guy who surrounded himself with children raise suspicions? Because people don’t like to believe that the guy you’re seeing on television preyed on children.
But as you look through the photographs and examine the video clips, everything becomes more sinister. Oh, of course he’s got millions of teenage girls around him. That’s why.
That explains why he said that he didn’t own a computer because he didn’t want to be accused of downloading child porn – the weird, creepy male equivalent of the lady doth protest too much.
There have been some terrible allegations made recently about Savile. But sadly, it seems like they’re true. This post isn’t very funny, because the subject matter isn’t. Sorry about that. But when you look back at the pictures, and the actions, and the general demeanour of the guy, you begin to understand that this man wasn’t quite right.