Neither on Saturday nor, as an outside chance, today did the Northern Echo report my latest court appearance, although it was in attendance, and although it has always reported the previous ones. There is simply no story here.
Well, for now there isn't, anyway. Once we have dealt with the "evidence" (on which I was charged, six months to the day before it eventually turned up) of a fingerprint that may or may not be mine, from one hand but not the other, on one side but not the other of the fabled letter, and on it but not on the envelope in which it was posted, an envelope carrying no trace of my DNA where it was sealed; and once we have dealt with the "evidence" (on which I was arrested, exactly another month ago again) that words such as "Rohinga" occur both in that letter and on this site, so that the letter must, apparently, have been written by me; then we shall one or two other questions to ask.
For example, while of course the Chief Constable has turned out to have been entirely correct that the original threat had no credibility, how did he know? The Police and Crime Commissioner is in the same ward as the Leader of the County Council, without whose endorsement no one could aspire to the Labour nomination for the North Durham parliamentary constituency in 10 or so years' time.
Who might wish to aspire to the Labour nomination for the North Durham parliamentary constituency in 10 or so years' time? And who made the initial complaint that tried to pin on me, whom Labour was desperate to keep off the County Council, the kind of nutty material that public figures receive all the time, but which the Police somehow already knew, in this specific case, to carry no material threat whatever?