Jim Gamble has a strong background in counter terrorism and was Head of Special Branch Intelligence in Belfast, Northern Ireland.
Here he was in charge of all counter terrorism and operations relating to Irish terrorism in the UK and overseas.
Having joined the Police Service of Northern Ireland in 1982 (formerly the Royal Ulster Constabulary) he set about securing a wide range of command experience serving as both a uniform and detective officer in what was one of the most challenging policing environments in the UK.
At the end of 2001, Jim took up a leading (…)
From the above, taken from the 3A Forum, I take that somewhere between 1982 and 2001, Mr. Gamble worked for the Special Branch Intelligence in Belfast.
This means that I might have met personally the gentleman, as I worked, in that timeframe and although very briefly, with a team of operating personnel from this exceptional service.
My opinion is solely “technical”, but I must say that to this day I'm still amazed with the professional capability and efficiency of these people. For a mighty foe, a mightier police. In hindsight, I learned so much in so little time.
As I said, it was a brief stint. Once the objective was achieved, we parted ways. I have a vague memory of all those that I was with, so by saying that I don’t remember Mr. Gambles, if he was there, I’m not being minimally demeaning to the man, just being reasonable with myself.
Having known these people I take Mr. Gambles to be the exact stereotype of an underestimated man, with surmount intelligence to fully perceive that particular fact and hate it with all his gut.
To have worked in that particular unit, and to have, apparently led it, Mr. Gambles demonstrates an exceptional emotional intelligence.
Unfortunately for him, his physique is that of a football hooligan. Or a fan at best. No matter how well dressed Mr. Gambles is, he will never look the gentleman that Dr. McCann appears to be in jeans. I know that I'm stereotyping the gentleman, and that’s being unfair, but the very word “stereotype” means exactly that the phenomenon exists.
It’s a common fact that tall people have a starting advantage in any environment than short people. Dark skinned black people haven’t a chance when competing with light-skinned counterparts. It’s as if they were of different races altogether, even if belonging to the same family.
It's unfair, it's unjust, but it's real. We all know that, and we all have either suffered it or inflict it by misjudging others solely on their appearance, or, most likely, have been on both ends. No immunity here.
This to say, that Mr. Gambles has certainly been all his life a victim of his burly down-to-earth aspect. Something that he has no responsibility for. Nor even his parents. But he hates it. He is always smartly dressed, however no matter how much he runs, his image will always pursue him.
Another indication of an obsession about the appearance is his haircut. Always very, very short, shaved almost, so as not to reveal, by contrast, a conquering baldness. This is a common behavior of men that have a problem with their own baldness. As if the loss of hair makes them lesser men, not realizing that it’s the result of excessive testosterone, which, of all things, makes them more of men than others. But also more aggressive.
Add this to the fact that, in school, being smarter than other kids is not at all an advantage but rather a handicap.
To have an eye in the land of the blind is not to be a king, but just an aberration.
If you don’t believe me ask any “geek” how much suffering they had to camouflage in their teens.
So we have, just from these facts, an angry young intelligent man who is desperate to prove his value to others. He thrives on other’s approval but has learned to defend himself by the power to subjugate others.
And he will, even if subconsciously, avenge fiercely what he perceives as life’s great injustice dealt upon him and that he has had to endure: his unappealing, as in non-Jeremy Iron, looks.
Any power that he’ll achieve he’ll hold on to fiercely. Any power he’ll have, he’ll use it with the same ruthless intensity. Do not, under any circumstances, underestimate this man.
But then again, my education to draw up a profile was gained in bars and other places of ill-repute. So, if you wish, just disregard it as b*llocks. However, something tells me that he was on the first people to learn the exact 4WsH for Maddie’s death: when, where, why, who and how.
The same voice also tells me that he did not stand still with that information.
Damn voices, those that I hear…