A man accused of raping two women when he was a serving Metropolitan Police officer is a "liar" who lives in his own world, a prosecutor has told a trial.
Barrister James Thacker KC told jurors that they could not believe anything Jake Cummings said.
Cummings, 26, who lived in Lytton Way in Stevenage, denies rape and says sex was consensual.
A barrister representing the defendant told the jury at St Albans Crown Court they could not be sure he had not thought the women consented.
The trial heard Cummings, who has also lived in Hemel Hempstead in Hertfordshire, had been in relationships with both women.
One woman says she was raped while she was seeing the defendant; the other says she was raped shortly after a relationship ended.
Cummings told detectives that neither woman had said "no".
The jury has been told that Cummings had already been convicted of controlling and coercive behaviour and stalking, during his relationships with the women, following an earlier trial.
'Accepted manipulator'
"Jake Cummings lives in the Jake Cummings' world, compared to normality," Mr Thacker told the jury, when summarising the prosecution case.
"How can you accept anything that is liar says?
"And the answer is, you just cannot."
Mr Thacker said Cummings was an "accepted manipulator",
Defence barrister Campaspe Lloyd-Jacob argued that jurors "cannot be sure" that his client was guilty.
"The question is whether you are sure that Jake could not reasonably have believed that [they were] consenting," she said.
My view
I bet you anything—because he's a former Met copper—they'll go easy on him. Probably some watered-down sentence, a few years at best, out in half with "good behavior". That’s how the game is played when you wear the badge. One rule for them, another for the rest of us. It's infuriating. Absolutely sickening.
This man—this monster—wore a uniform meant to represent protection, justice, and public service. And he used it as a mask. A sick, twisted little bastard who wore power like a weapon and used it to exploit and hurt others. He thought the badge would shield him. That it gave him the right to do whatever he wanted, without consequence. And for far too long, it probably did.
I’ve been in and around the system for 35 years, and I still can’t wrap my head around how broken it truly is. I've seen the cracks. I've seen the corruption. But every time I think I’ve seen the worst of it, something like this happens, and it digs the knife in deeper. The justice system is rotten. Outdated. Hollowed out from within. It’s like watching a house of cards being held up with chewing gum and blind hope.
We tell victims to go to the police. We tell them to speak up, to come forward, to trust the system. But how can they? How can anyone trust a system that lets predators like this in the front door and gives them a badge? How can someone be expected to believe in justice when justice clearly plays favorites?
It makes my blood boil. Every time one of these stories breaks, it chips away at whatever little faith people have left in the police. You can't blame them. When officers—men who are supposed to stand for something—use their position to commit horrific crimes, it poisons everything. It makes people afraid to speak out. It silences the vulnerable. It empowers the abusers.
Disgust doesn’t even begin to cover it. There’s something deeply wrong at the core of our policing and legal systems. And until people like him are held fully, publicly, and painfully accountable—not protected by their old titles or their old pals—nothing is going to change.
To every survivor out there: I see you. I hear you. You deserve better than this. You deserve a system that actually works for you—not one that protects the monsters because they once wore a uniform.
This isn’t justice. This is a joke. And no one's laughing.
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