And so it came to pass....Congratulations firstly to Lee Forde for a brave and principled stand in the great traditions of David versus Goliath.
The shocked and angry expression on the face of Fireman Bradley today, as the media clustered around the city's former Events chief, was truly a delight to behold.
For some obscure reason, the Fireman and his accomplices, Story-teller and Cover Up, seemed to have forgotten that Lee Forde is a true son of the city.
Ie: he will take no shit from anyone.
These three powerful men resorted to secrecy, smears and lies to try and trash the reputation of one of the city's decent public servants.
They failed.
Mr Forde's reputation is today intact - because he employed weapons of truth, honesty and courage to defend himself.
A guilty man does not stand outside Liverpool Town Hall inviting the media to interrogate him.
A guilty man acts like Warren Bradley, hiding in the Town Hall and hurriedly scuttling away from the scene of his crimes.
(Or a guilty man swings in his hammock, munching ice creams and murmuring 'manana', eds)
Storey-teller, who has a streak of cowardice a foot wide running down the entire length of his missing spine, was, of course, nowhere to be seen at today's festivities.
Even though it was his £100,000 cut in the budget which prompted the entire Mathew Street debacle in the first place. Disgraceful.
Colin CoverUp, meekly cowering behind his desk in the MO like a third rate bureaucrat, was protesting that the Mathew Street Inquiry Report was "the Leader's report, not the city councils." What a weasel.
In a sense, however, CoverUp is correct. The inquiry report was not an official city council report at all.
It was a freelance work of fiction.
In terms of the extraordinarily inappropriate language used, its juvenile sniping tone, disgraceful manipulation of the facts and wholsesale misrepresentation of the evidence, it owed more to a dog-eared airport paperback, than an official report on behalf of Merseyside's biggest public body.
Of course, the report had been delayed for three months partly to allow Fireman Bradley and the Storyteller to hire hands from the PR world to re-write and spin it.
Contemptible.
It was an exercise in wholesale character assassination and scapegoating the like of which we have never seen in Liverpool before.
Neither Bradley, Storey, Hilton or the Harbarrowboy (laughing all the way to the bank in his Spanish hacienda, eds) were to blame for Mathew Street. It was all little Lee Forde's fault.
So outside Liverpool Town Hall today, it was, literally, David versus Goliath.
When is the great city of Liverpool ever going to have a civic leadership which is prepared to step forward and take responsibility for its actions?
With this gutless shower of Lib Dems? Never.
And now a word or two about our friends in the media....
(Here we go, eds)
The cancellation of Mathew Street was one of the worst public relations disasters - and most costly blunders - experienced by Liverpool for a generation.
But it was also the visible culmination of a catalogue of mismanagement, incompetence and stupidity from the Culture Company.
This organisation has been a shambles for the city ever since Sir Diddy hatched its misbegotten birth.
Nothing new here for the papers, then.
We simply ask of the media, especially our friends at the craven Echo: "Why did you not focus on the little man, the David battling the city council Goliath with all its huge resources, power and corruption?
"Why did you lazily and meekly reproduce the discredited conclusions of an obviously tampered report -and not give equal space to the accused?
"Why are you so far up yourselves, that you cannot see what is being done in the name, unbelievably, of local democracy in your own city?"
Timewasters.
What was news today was the truly shocking spectacle of Liverpool's current political and managerial leadership openly and cynically trying to shift the blame for Mathew Street onto the innocent.
These men have no shame. No conscience. No integrity.
Morally bankrupt. Emotionally vacant. Politically inept.
And, we vow, you won't escape that easily....
