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Is there no end to the depravity?

The latest pictures of the naval hostages released today on the BBC show them dressed in garish and ill-fitting tracksuits. Clearly this is a psychological tactic to humiliate our military personnel. On the other hand, their uniforms could probably do with a wash by now.

I was also disturbed the other day to see the captives pictured in front of what appeared to be a rather nasty floral shower curtain.

The Iranian Revolutionary Guards need to tread carefully. You can push the British so far, but no further.

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  1. Phil - I am not a fan of the Islamic Regime in Iran, but they have treated the sailors and marines far better than can be said of the Americans with people in Guantanamo and the Americans/Brits with prisoners in Iraq. They were lucky not to be dressed up in Orange jump-suits and kept in cages, or stripped naked and piled up on each other. If you compare and contrast, the treatment of the British sailors in Iran against those in Abu Ghraib or Guantanomo, you can see which is humane. Even the sailors said back in UK that the treatment they received was humane - they were fed, watered, given access to toilets etc.

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