December 88
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Having made no friends in the narcotics department by making the largest seizure of cocaine with a prisoner when arresting Mr Dill after only 3 days in the department, I became aware of the petty jealousies, cliques and personalities in the office. The department was no better than the rest of the Bermuda Police Service, or I suspect many others; there were those who became concerned that they would be left behind or discarded if they were not seen to be active or of use. However, these individuals rather than strive to raise themselves above the parapet by initiate, example and hard work, would seek to ensure that those who did make a positive impact were undermined. The attitude appeared to be; why strive to raise yourself above the parapet when you could, with greater ease, undermine those who did achieve and thereby drag them down to your level, or below. It will be noted from the diary pages appearing for December that the information contained was a little more detailed than previously; I was settling in and protecting my back by keeping a more detailed account of my actions. Of particular note was the length of hours worked. It appeared easier and safer to work extra hours for no pay, than to try and cram everything into an 8 hour day. The paperwork associated with narcotics arrests is not particularly complicated or excessive but it needs to be done promptly and accurately. The more arrests, the greater the amount of paperwork and the harder it is to recall everything that has occurred; it made perfect sense to work longer hours albeit for no remuneration. Norrell Hull, the Detective Inspector in the narcotics department, clearly did not like the extra hours fearing that they I was seeking payment for them; rather than discuss matters, I received childish comments in my diary, as evidenced by December 24th, shame the entry 'not O/T' (not overtime, was a little too complicated for the officer or that he did not stop to consider that his patronising did noting to enhance the office. There were to be many more run-ins with officers in the office. I should have expected them; one officer was having an affair with another, I was not one of the 'Caribbean crew' or a Bermudian, the DCI (Dennis Ramsey) was more interested in maintaining his social life (click here for an example) and as the new boy on the block I was viewed with suspicion and contempt. Such was the disrespect shown by the most senior narcotics officer, DCI Ramsey, a fellow officer (the only other English street team detective serving with me) found it necessary to make a formal complaint about him, see: 6th March 1989 A45. Nine days later I found it necessary to submit a complaint and this appears at 15th March 1989 A45. December was only my second month in the department, little was I to know that within the next three months I was to be the subject of 4 attacks by one officer alone (see 15th March 1989 A45). I trust everyone in Bermuda is fully aware why Kim Vickers took it upon herself to stab me in the back at every opportunity ... if not, I would suggest you ask Ronnie Green of the narcotics department. Being in a very small minority as an English Detective Constable in the office, assigned to the Street Team, I was in a very dangerous place - as I found out on more than one occasion and eventually to my cost. |
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