If, like me, you are puzzled by the ludicrous protestations of the movie world about the arrest of Roman Polanski, then this excellent piece by Nick Cohen should provide a useful antidote.

Poor France. What is there left to say about that unfortunate country? It destroys the feudal order in the Revolution only to replace an aristocracy of nobles with an aristocracy of celebrities. The notion that Polanski – an artist! – could be arrested for molesting 13-year old Samantha Gailey turned the brain of its foreign minister, Bernard Kouchner, as soft as Camembert.

“It’s a bit sinister, this business,” he said, as he contemplated the lese-majesty. “A man of such talent recognised throughout the world… All this is not nice.” A host of auteurs, led by Constantin Costa-Gavras, director of the Cinémathèque Française, implied that the Zurich Film Festival was the equivalent of a medieval cathedral or United Nations General Assembly, a privileged space where the law&’s writ did not run.

“It seems inadmissible that an international cultural evening, paying homage to one of the greatest contemporary film-makers, is used by police to apprehend him,” the directors said as they decried the sacrilege.

Kouchner was right on one point: the scandal from 1977 is “not nice”. Gailey told a grand jury how Polanksi groomed her by saying he could get her into Vogue. He offered her champagne and Quaalude, a sedative which induces trances, raped and sodomised her. She kept saying she wanted to go home, and at one point feigned an asthma attack to get away from him. Asked why she did not struggle further, she replied: “Because I was afraid of him.” Polanski’s parting words were: “Don’t tell your mother about this and don’t tell your boyfriend either. This is our secret.”

He cut a deal, and pleaded guilty to the lesser charge of unlawful sex with a child. Then he fled to Europe to escape sentence, where he promptly began walking out with Nastassja Kinski, then aged 15. In an interview with Martin Amis, he said if he was a murderer the press and police wouldn’t be so obsessed by him. “But… fucking, you see, and the young girls. Judges want to fuck young girls. Juries want to fuck young girls – everyone wants to fuck young girls!”

What’s astonishing is that the French protected Polanski for so long from getting his just deserts in the US courts. But it isn’t only French foreign ministers who have a warped sense of their moral duty. Nick goes on to chronicle the compliance of an English libel judge in allowing Polanski to testify to a London court without making the trip to Britain (where he would properly have been arrested and extradited to the US). Hopefully the Swiss will now quickly hand him over and we can see justice done — finally.

So…. how exactly do we get in touch?

… in 1957, the Space Age began as the Soviet Union launched Sputnik, the first man-made satellite, into orbit, thereby triggering the alarm in the Eisenhower Administration that led to the setting-up of the Advanced Research Projects Agency (ARPA), which funded the development of the Arpanet, which led to the Internet… Read all about it here. (Warning: shameless plug.)

From a column by Timothy Garton-Ash.

A textbook example of what democracies should not do was provided last year by a joint venture between Siemens and Nokia, called Nokia Siemens Networks. It sold the Iranian regime a sophisticated system with which they can monitor the internet, including emails, internet phone calls and social-networking sites such as Facebook and Twitter, much used by Iranian protesters. In today’s politics of people power, that is the equivalent of selling a dictator tanks or poison gas.

So, to be clear: a German company, Siemens, which used slave labour during the Third Reich, sold a Holocaust-denying president the instruments with which he can persecute young Iranians risking their lives for freedom. Think of that every time you buy something made by Siemens.

Indeed. Last time I looked, the BBC had outsourced all of its IT systems to Siemens. We didn’t hear anything about that during the post-election demonstrations.

… in 1924, two United States Army planes landed in Seattle, Washington, having completed the first round-the-world flight in 175 days.

Phineas Fogg would not have been impressed.

A petrol bomb was thrown at the Irish Ministry of Finance last night, causing a small amount of damage. It reminds one of the incident in which the RBS culprit, ‘Sir’ Fred Goodwin, had all the windows in his elegant mansion broken. Are these incidents just cases of mindless vandalism, I wonder, or attempts to vent fury at the way the country’s corrupt and incompetent banks have been bailed out by the taxpayer? The disconnect political elites in Western democracies and their electorates seems particularly acute in relation to the way the banks have been rescued. Everywhere I go I see and hear evidence of simmering fury and resentment. I cannot believe that it won’t find expression eventually. The hope is that it finds expression via the ballot box. The fear is that it will also find more violent outlets.

From last week’s Private Eye. Many thanks to Douglas McArthur for spotting it.

Nice to see that my perspicacity has finally been recognised. Now for the 15.30 at Wolverhampton…