IT IS so easy to be wise after the event. The Leeds Hospital
inquiry into the Jimmy Savile scandal has had the pundits searching
for scapegoats and lamenting the failure of the authorities to
listen to warning signs. Too often we assume that an individual's
serious misconduct should be obvious, and that, if we have the
right procedures in place, abuse can be prevented.
But this is not always true. Liberal societies seriously
underestimate the power of individuals to do evil, partly because
they can't take the concept seriously. "Evil" is something from a
horror movie, entertainly gruesome.
Hannah Arendt came closer to reality when she spoke of the
"banality" of evil. She was writing about the trial of Adolf
Eichmann. Her point was that most of those who carried out
atrocities under the Nazis were perfectly ordinary people who
simply did what they were asked to do.
Many of those who, unwittingly, helped Savile to abuse his
victims were also perfectly ordinary people: porters, security
guards, receptionists. To them, he was a celebrity. They were
flattered by the attention he paid them. They turned the keys,
opened the doors, wheeled the trolleys, delivered the victims, and
failed to notice that anything was amiss.
The same was true of the important people whom Savile courted:
the consultants, the managers, the police, the politicians. They
liked being associated with the "saintly" and tireless fund-raiser
for good causes.
We now know that Savile had no moral compass, and that his
eccentric benevolence masked a sense of absolute sexual
entitlement. We do not see evil because we do not expect it, and in
many ways that is a good thing. But it leaves us helpless when the
real thing emerges.
I met Savile in the early 1970s. He had his own much-admired
Speakeasy programme on Radio 1, produced by the BBC's
Religious Department. As a new researcher, I can remember him
coming through the second-floor corridor at Broadcasting House in
his clownish outfits, hair streaking behind him, a gag a
minute.
Was there something sinister about him? There were rumours. All
I felt at the time was that he was odd, but I didn't have much
experience of celebrities.
I think his producer, Roy Trevivian, knew that there was a
serious problem. His preparation for Savile's arrival was a couple
of triple vodkas laced with lime. We all had too much invested in
Savile's success. And that is how he made fools of all of us. Evil
knows its targets.
The Revd Angela Tilby is Diocesan Canon of Christ Church,
Oxford.