Of course we all knew damn well that the political class had hidden almost completely a sordid, evil and utterly perverted sex scandal at the heart of the establishment. We all knew at least some of the actors - such as the truly evil and loathsome Greville Janner, who was bitch-slapped by FM Ld Brammel in the Lords in '06. We knew because Simon Regan had published enough detail in Scallywag in the early 90s - not always accurate, and not always the right names - to convince us that there was a stench at the heart of the State.
And of course we knew that plod, the spooks, the DPP, the Lord Chancellor, the Home Secretary and a score of senior civil servants who also knew all about the disgusting and wicked practices of the perverts had acted to cover it up, hide it, deny it and bury it - and make sure that Simon Regan was either silenced or discredited. They had all conspired in the murder of at least one rent-boy, so they were capable of anything.
But we were powerless. We are powerless. They were and are bent and ruthless in protecting their self interest. With bent cops and bent spooks in their pockets, we are powerless against their depredations - there is no-one who will act for us, no-one who will protect us from their corrupt ire.
I have no faith that this latest little bubble of publicity originating from within the Met will produce any results - the Cabinet Secretary, the man probably responsible for halting Chilcot, is rumoured to be trying his utmost to freeze this current enquiry. They will always protect eachother.
But we know.