Lockerbie - it's sort of common knowledge that there's been a cover-up on that. In a 20th anniversary programme a year ago on I think the BBC a couple of the locals on the ground - perfectly decent, respectable folk - referenced how they'd seen activities in the aftermath of the plane crash that had never been reported by the mainstream media.
Now, you'd think even in a programme dealing with the emotional fallout of the time, the reporter might ask, 'What things haven't been reported?' but nah, it's just accepted that there's a line you don't cross, as if like a gossip lowing their voice and saying 'I can't say any more...'
I guess it's stuff about the CIA combing the terrain for evidence of illegal freight such as drugs or something.
A fellow called Jim Swire had a daughter who died on the ground due to the crash and he's been given the runaround. Two journalists took him for a ride - literally - a car drive where he told them what he suspected. Acc to him, they looked relieved he hadn't found out the real story. The whole 'tell us what you've found out' conspiracy thriller trope is used by everyone from your local MP to any regulator, I've found. All you're doing is showing your hand, it's a form of surveillance.
Swire doesn't believe the right man was banged up for the Lockerbie bomb and this is not a wild view - Private Eye's Paul Foot was making the case long ago. But if the West was cosying up to Iran at the time maybe it helped to frame someone else - a Libyan. Likewise you could argue it helped to go after Iraq for 9/11 than look too closely into Saudi involvement.
The press made a big thing about releasing Al-Magarhi (sp?) early but would have had more than a hunch that 'compassionate grounds' was really 'he didn't do it'.... An appeal was due to come up that would have lifted the lid on how flimsy the case was, and incriminated others. Still it was all about stirring up our moral outrage.
Meantime, much of the press is running reports in the last year on the whereabouts of the 'real' suspect for the bombing, as if there's no contradiction.