Monday, 19 November 2007

Fuel Fighters

IF IT wasn't for his decidedly civilian demeanour - the big belly and the baggy trousers - you might take Duncan McCracken for an army general, surrounded by his aides-de-camp as he monitors the progress of a campaign from the safety of company headquarters. Above his head, on the wall, a vast satellite screen shows the deployment of his vehicles. At Greenock, one is marked by a red rectangle, while to the east in Bonnybridge there are three green shapes edging down a single street. Further south on this electronic map, many more trucks are visible, scattered along the highways of the north of England. Duncan moves his cursor over a green mark which shows a driver heading for Winsford in Cheshire.

"If you hover over Lawrence, you can see his speed," he announces, rapping out a series of statistics. "Fifty mph. He's done 576 miles in two days. Only 62 miles have been without a load. Not bad."

Comparisons with military operations are not out of place here. Sandy McCracken and Son may be just another "typical Scottish hauler", with Duncan as its operations director, but like many in the road transport industry, its troops see themselves engaged in a battle. Their objective? To persuade an unyielding government to reduce the duty on fuel as costs soar and to impose a pricing formula that will enable hauliers to survive. Passions are running high.


Reportage from the frontline on the UK's fuel dispute, from the Sunday Herald. For the bigger picture go to:


Fuel fighters

Sunday, 18 November 2007

Hell on Channel 17

It is undoubtedly a TV first. Live and exclusive to Sky Sports One: experience purgatory on a Saturday night. Dante would have appreciated this one.

More of the same, from Scotland on Sunday's 'Armchair analyst' column, as Scotland's football team unluckily lose to World Champions Italy, and go out of Euro 2008

Armchair analyst

Tuesday, 13 November 2007

Ironing out the wrinklies

OUT in the middle of the Ponds Forge arena, Andrew Easy is fiddling with his earring as he considers whether to play a forehand with his next bowl. Money is at stake here, the possibility of international selection and Easy's position in the world rankings. The pressure is plainly beginning to tell. A big man in his late thirties, he looks unhappy and perspiration is breaking out along his brow.

In the Sheffield crowd, one of his rivals is watching, beside him a young woman. "That's Paul Foster relaxing," breathes the commentator. "And that's Pamela Wilcox his fiancee. They've been working very hard on the wedding plans ..."

Paul seems barely old enough to shave; Pamela looks like Aphrodite. With growing horror the truth dawns. Bowls players are younger than me.


A rant about the noble sport of bowls. And not before time. You can read the rest here.

Ironing out the wrinklies

Friday, 9 November 2007

I was Monty's trouble

My second encounter with General Dwight D Eisenhower in a year. 'Ike' turned up yesterday in an exhibition of the Cornelius Ryan archive, which is running for just two days at Edinburgh University. And in the transcript of Ryan's interview with the big man, which is simply pinned to the wall, Eisenhower says more about his true feelings for his British opposite number, Montgomery, that in anything previously published. Which is why the story is running nationally in the Times today. You can read it here.

Bitter rivalry of a 'dreadful' leader and a 'psychopath'

After the war, Eisenhower was gifted an apartment at Culzean Castle in Ayrshire by grateful Scots. On a mildly surreal day earlier this year, I visited the apartment with a group of Russian tour guides. Read about it here.

The Russians are coming

Thursday, 8 November 2007

How the West was won

A couple of articles below for my American friend from today's Scottish edition of the Times: how our brave tartan-tinted crimefighters helped inspire the foundation of the FBI. The pieces concentrate on one tiny element of a much wider new study of the FBI, by Rhodri Jeffreys-Jones, whose earlier work on the CIA got big reviews on both sides of Atlantic.

So I've gone for the token Scottish line, but then I'm selling my stories to Scotland. When I get a big commission from the New Orleans Bugle, I'll give you more about New Orleans, OK? In the meantime, if you want more, read Rhodri's book.

Crime-busting Scots who inspired the FBI

One was a New Orleans gunslinger who was destined to become the nemesis of the Ku Klux Klan. Another was a detective whose agency became embroiled in bloddy and unpopular attacks on striking workers. But both had strong Scottish ties and the exploits of Hiram Whitley and Allan Pinkerton (pictured) later inspired the foundating of America’s Federal Bureau of Investigation.

In the aftermath of the American Civil War a variety of detective organisations took shape which predated the FBI in the US and that many were led by immigrants or American-Scots, says Rhodri Jeffreys-Jones, a professor of history at Edinburgh University, in a new history of the FBI.

Scottish interest in crime had long been recognised in its literature, he says, pointing to generations of adventure and detective story writers who followed in the wake of Sir Arthur Conan Doyle and John Buchan. However, his research shows an interest at a more hands-on level.

He says: "Scots tend to be well educated, literary and speak English, compared with, say, many of the Irish immigrants to the US at that time, who would have spoken Gaelic. And it could be that later on the Sherlock Holmes stories inspired them.”

Whitley, a larger than life character at 6ft 10in, is ironically the most often overlooked among American crime fighters. The son of Glaswegian émigré, he had been a gunslinger, a slave catcher and a bounty hunter who fought on both sides during the civil war, before he turned his career around by working for the government.

“He got himself hired by the Secret Service, a precursor of the FBI, and became its head. When the Department of Justice was established in 1870 with a view to achieving justice for black people, it hired the whole of the Secret Service and put them to breaking up the Ku Klux Klan,” says Jeffreys-Jones, whose previous works include an acclaimed study of the CIA.

“Whitley was well equipped to do this, because in the past he had been hunting down moonshiners [distillers of illegal whisky] in the Blue Mountains, often the very same people who rode with the Klan.”

In the later 1870s, a reaction spread from the American south against the radical policies which had given rights to black people, and right-wing historians wrote Whitley’s triumph over the Klan out of history, says Jeffreys-Jones.

After Whitley left – he went on to set up in business and founded an Opera House – the federal government had only a very weak detective facility and turned increasingly to private companies for help, and particularly to the business established by another Glaswegian, Pinkerton.

Pinkerton’s National Detective Agency, whose logo is shown, achieved notoriety by infiltrating and breaking the Molly Maguires miners organisation and was later hired on 28 occasions between 1885 and 1892 by the government and often pitted against organised labour.

In 1892, in a confrontation at the Carnegie steelworks near Pittsburgh, ten strikers were shot dead by Pinkerton agents, causing outrage in America, and leading to five Congressional inquiries. The incident would lead the government gradually to abandon private detection agencies and to seek a national solution.

President Theodore Roosevelt established the Bureau of Investigation in 1908. One of its most prominent early directors, William J Burns – the son of Scottish immigrants – was acknowledged as one of the most brilliant detective of his day.

“He was proud of his Scottish descent. Burns cracked a lot of cases, but was a little bit dodgy as far as ethics were concerned,” says Jeffreys-Jones.

Burns was forced to resign in disgrace in 1924, after he became embroiled in the Tea Pot Dome oil scandal which convulsed America. He was succeeded by J Edgar Hoover, and the rest, as the academics say, is history.

The FBI: A History, by Rhodri Jeffreys-Jones, is published by Yale University Press

The making on an ugly myth

The FBI: A History explodes one of the most enduring myths of the last century – that Scots were deeply involved in the foundation of the racist Ku Klux Klan, which began terrorising black communities in the American south in the 1860s.

Professor Jeffreys-Jones, who studied records of the US Justice Department from the 1870s, said he found only a handful of Scots, or American Scots among the lists of arrested Klansmen.

The myth of Scots involvement was established by Thomas Dixon, whose 1905 novel The Clansman, was the inspiration for DW Griffith’s film, Birth of a Nation. This early silent feature film likewise glorified the bloody exploits of the hooded criminal gangs.

“Dickson wrote in a lyrical way about how the Klansmen saved southern womanhood from carpetbaggers from the North and bad black people. The protagonists of the novel are of Scottish descent. He calculated that if his heroes were of Scottish descent, people would be sympathetic to them, and the myth grew up that way,” said Jeffreys-Jones. “It is rubbish. I looked at the records and I came across a couple of Scottish names in the Carolinas, but that is all. More of interest is the fabrication. It has entered the popular psyche, and the Dixon novel has a lot to do with that.

“Historians in America have assumed that because there was Scottish emigration to the Carolinas, the Klan was populated by Scottish immigrants and their descendents. But it is a case of coincidence, not causation.”