And how can the Prison Service allow a sensitive computer disk to vanish and not notice for almost a year?
Especially one crammed with names and personal information, which could lead to the home addresses of 5,000 prison staff.
And how can the Minister in charge be kept in the dark, until the News of the World told him yesterday after we discovered the fiasco?
No wonder Jack Straw is fuming. And so are we. Last night he promptly ordered an urgent inquiry.
He’s right to do so, since in the hands of convicts with a grudge the contents could imperil the very life of a prison officer or governor.
This new shambles highlights once again the casual, sloppy manner in which confidential information is dispatched around the country.
Repeatedly, our Big Brother government seeks to reassure us that such details are in safe hands.
Clearly they are not.
Why? Accepting they are simply too much trouble to track down and remove sends out an appalling message.
Sneak in, lie low and eventually we’ll give up — on a population bigger than Sheffield’s!
With touching faith, ministers insist that those who have been living on the black economy will emerge to readily pay taxes like everyone else.
This seems ludicrously optimistic.
Reflecting, once again, this country’s feeble immigration policy.
And signalling that, with our ever- open doors, Britain remains a soft- touch for all-comers.
Nor the apparent inertia of the Greek police in their lacklustre efforts to capture the assailants.
Yet the blunt message is undeniable: victims’ excessive drinking plays a key part.
A cautionary reminder that the true price of an alcohol-fuelled binge may be very high indeed.
One’s an expensive and very thin cold fish.
The other is a plate of food.