There is a favourite song aimed at Liverpool supporters by those who ever-so-bravely use tragedy to tease. Even if you have tried hard not to, you will have heard it.
"Always the victims," it goes. "It's never your fault."
Whilst always morally repugnant, the sarcasm behind the lyrics is now also legally unsound. This anthem for those who insist 96 people were in some way killed by their own at Hillsborough can now be officially recognised as the poisonous piece of slander it has ever been.
The outcomes of the two-year inquest, and the painstaking coverage by journalists like 's David Conn, are either now accepted as they should be, or wilfully and nastily disregarded by those who persist with their sick agenda.
Some in the latter camp associate themselves with rival clubs; others are neutral but still enjoy throwing their handfuls of mud, for sport.
They are wrong on every conceivable level. One only has to hand-pick some of the stories from the harrowing testimony that unfolded in a Warrington courtroom to know this.
For example: Jon-Paul Gilhooley, at 10 the youngest victim, whose blood was heinously tested for alcohol like all the others, in the minutes and hours after he had been crushed to death.
He was a victim. It wasn't his fault.
Thomas Howard, a 39-year-old dad of three, who died next to his 14-year-old boy, Tommy, his final words: "my son, my son".
They were victims. It wasn't their fault.
Trevor Hicks, a leading campaigner and a profoundly impressive man, who sucked vomit from the mouth of his dying daughter Vicki, and who lost his other daughter, Sarah, that same day.
They were victims. It wasn't their fault.
There were 91 more who a jury found were similarly blameless, who were unlawfully killed, whose appalling fate was settled by dangerously negligent and haphazard policing, and whose right to rest in peace was smeared by one of the greatest establishment cover-ups the nation has seen.
Now, mercifully, the covers are off and the inquest will surely lead to criminal prosecutions. Reading all the detailed accounts of how South Yorkshire Police mishandled the FA Cup semi-final on April 15, 1989 and its aftermath, such a path feels inevitable, yet it has taken 27 tormenting years to reach such a point.
Unlawfully killed. How could the verdict have been anything but?
It was beyond persuasive, beyond debate, and it was in this incredibly emotional climate that Carlisle United's name was castigated on Tuesday evening, the result of some quite loathsome tweets on the account of Andy Bell, a club vice-president and leading sponsor.
Bell maintains that it was the work of "hackers", that callous remarks about Heysel, about compensation-chasing disaster victims and about human rights laws that helped the families of the 96 achieve justice being "another reason to leave [the] EU" were not typed by his fingers.
There are, ultimately, only two possibilities here. One is Bell's version, that there is someone out there of an especially calculating nature, eager to make the Bookies.com owner's name dirt, whose mind was so rotten that he or she wrote those words in the hour of the Hillsborough families' vindication.
The other is too bleak for United supporters to bear, for it would conclude that their club is accepting sponsorship from, and offering status to, someone with views that have no place at Brunton Park, or anywhere else that imagines it promotes decency.
The second Blues figure in the last 12 months to allege that he was sabotaged - Steven Pattison's "Keith" debacle the previous occasion - Bell says he has contacted Twitter for their help in investigating.
While the social media giant say they do not comment on individual accounts, one hopes their measures will be swift, involving IP addresses and whatever other technical evidence is available. Yesterday Twitter would not confirm that such an investigation was taking place.
If Bell's claim is true, he is extremely unfortunate to have been in the sights of a person with time on their hands and tactics that differed quite wildly, depending on when you looked.
The first offensive remark appeared to be the "leave the EU" suggestion. This remained undeleted for several hours after the other slurry was removed.
As noticed by someone on thecumbrians.net forum, there was a gap of an hour-and-a-half before the next offensive work was done: the Heysel comment, the compensation-chasing slander.
Having been so deliberate with that subject matter (a seemingly innocuous gambling-related tweet having earlier been added for good measure) things then suddenly diverged into the surreal. Most (but not all) of the Hillsborough tweets were removed, and a photo of a scantily-clad woman was posted. Next, an image of some buses. Then some flowers.
Maybe there was a subliminal message. Alas, its meaning was hard to pinpoint. Meanwhile, Bell's profile picture was also changed, a Carlisle United crest replaced by a picture of former prime minister Margaret Thatcher, and Bell's 'header' image becoming that of health secretary Jeremy Hunt.
Next, odder still, as Mrs T then became a pair of hamsters, and Mr Hunt a couple of braying donkeys: something from Labour's most fervent LSD fantasies, perhaps.
Keeping up? Good. The next alterations a little later saw the United crest restored, and the header picture changed to a Blues team photo, with sponsor Bell at the centre. A meme of Liam Neeson threatening retribution was next to be posted, possibly implying Bell was now taking control and chasing a saboteur.
The next words on the account, "back in the room", was followed by the claim of hacking, which he duly repeated in yesterday's statement.
By now, these miserable events were reaching Carlisle United, whose staff at the end of their working day were forced to respond to the storm. It was little more than 24 hours since the club were fielding thorny questions about the resignation of their supporters' representative, Claire Winder, and now there was this appalling association of their badge with some of the worst-timed and most insensitively-made remarks imaginable.
In this gale - or even had it not been blowing - one wonders how wise it was then for Bell apparently to reply to a supporter declaring his admiration for Mrs Thatcher, whose government also failed the 96, and whose press secretary Bernard Ingham infamously blamed "tanked-up yobs" for the loss of life in Sheffield, after a Liverpool cup run that had started, in the third round, with a 3-0 win at a packed Brunton Park.
Yesterday, after statements from Bell, club and supporters' club, a colleague of the businessman described him "distraught", while the suggestion from Brunton Park was that officials were waiting for the outcome of any investigation. Yet national papers also then jumped in, each repeating of the story dragging Carlisle's name down an inch or two, through no fault of the people who work their tails off to promote and enhance daily life at Brunton Park, not always in a favourable climate.
Any risk that people in Liverpool will connect Carlisle the club with this garbage is deeply regrettable, for if there has ever been a season to remind us about the negative power of one rogue individual, it is this.
Recall February's FA Cup tie against Everton at Brunton Park, before which visiting fans and their club donated more than £9,000 to our flood-hit community.
Then the game kicked-off, and an allegedly racist remark from the home end hit the ears of three black Everton players after fewer than two minutes. On live national TV.
That was not the voice of Carlisle, or Carlisle United, and nor was the repulsive behaviour on Bell's Twitter account. Yet these things develop traction. That may seem unfair to the right-thinking many, but there is a reason clubs and organisations employ public relations people. Often they are required to do the dirtiest work, shovelling away the foulest things that sometimes have nothing to do with them.
It is, alas, a fact of life that these things dominate the view. So it is sad, but also inevitable, that United felt they had to reiterate their support for the Hillsborough families in their statement; sad but inevitable that some fans were moved to retweet an image of a floral tribute sent by Carlisle's London Branch supporters to the April 15 memorial service at Anfield - just in case anyone out there was coming to the conclusion that we are all a bunch of mindless twerps, or worse.
Believe us, Liverpool - we are not. One person is. Let us hope we can soon conclude who, and tell them they are unwelcome at Brunton Park, or indeed the bandit country of Twitter, for as long as we are looking.
Shame on them. The height of bloody shame on them.