why shouldn't charles byrnes feel aggrieved?

​I dislike cheats in any walk of life. I especially dislike people in racing cheating. I give exception on this matter to people who cheat bad or unfair laws; to my way of thinking these people are heroic and deserve to come out on the right side of history. But owners who ask or demand their jockey ‘to pull’ their horse or trainers who use illegal medication to either stop a horse or make it go faster than its form should allow, I hold these people in contempt.
Unfortunately, in racing there is a history of people being warned-off where in a court of law it might be proved there is be no case to answer. Absolute proof of guilt, seemingly, is no requirement in a racing court for someone to be found absolutely guilty. If the stewards think someone is too clever for their own good, there seems no limit to how hard they will try to bring him or her to book. The stewards back in the late sixties were suspicious of Captain Ryan Price, even though he employed two of the most honest and sincere jockeys in racing history, Fred Winter and Josh Gifford, as his stable jockeys. Twice he had his license to train removed, twice it was returned without apology.
The same mind-set remains in official circles, it seems, with Charles Brynes the latest trainer to feel the weight of 
suspicion against his throat. I have little knowledge of Brynes except what I read in the racing press and what I hear from t.v. presenters. It seems he has a reputation for bringing off audacious gambles. I suspect that as with many of his colleagues, given the might of opposition in the training ranks in Ireland, he has to land the occasional gamble to balance the books.
But to get to the matter-in-hand. Byrnes has been handed a 6-month suspension of his training licence for leaving a horse unattended in the Tramore racecourse stables. That is the only bit of evidence against him. His ‘neglect’ caused no harm to the horse. This is not an animal welfare issue. Whereas Irish racing has against it a situation where Leopardstown is the only racecourse in the fair isle fitted out with enough C.C.T.V. cameras to monitor the whole racecourse stables complex.
Also, Byrnes has a reputation, I believe, for winning money on his horses to win races not for betting on his horses to lose. I would also like to believe that Byrnes, as a licensed racehorse trainer, has at least respect, if not love, for the horses in his care. Would such a man dose his horse with 100-times the screening limit for ACP? Was he, or the real perpetrator, trying to stop Viking Hoard from winning or trying to kill the horse and its jockey?
Byrnes and his son brought Viking Hoard to Tramore, placed him in the stable allocated and went off for a pee, a drink, some lunch, to deliver the colours to the weighing room … We don’t know. Only that father and son left Viking Hoard unattended for 20-minutes and which in that time-frame the horse was dosed with a highly dangerous amount of sedative. I suspect in leaving their horse to settle after the journey to the races the action of the father and son was no different to most of the horses that raced at Tramore that day. I would suspect it is universally routine for a horse to be left to settle after its journey. If Byrnes was going to stop his horse the sensible thing to have done was to have administered the drug in the horsebox not in the stable-yard, even if he knew security at the course was woefully inadequate.
Ireland has had a reputation for turning a blind-eye to wrong-doers and now, to improve its image, they are using the horseshoe in the boxing glove as a method of putting the fear of God in the wrong-doers that allude their detection. Charles Byrnes might for all I know be the cleverest, cutest villain horse racing in Ireland has ever known but to hammer him with having his licence taken away for leaving his horse unattended for 20-minutes in a stable-yard with lax security is as much of a wrong-doing as the scum-bag who actually carried-out this crime.
Yes, when a horse is doped, the buck stops with the trainer. But to take this reasoning to an absurd conclusion, isn’t this equal to the postmaster being found guilty when robbers have entered the building, tied him up, bashed him over the head, before going off with the day’s takings? Racing court-rooms have the vibe of a secluded kangaroo court, with the accused having to prove his innocence to a jury already convinced of his guilt.