Wednesday, December 26, 2007

Storm Track Infiltration: Crime in Australia Takes on a Muslim Face

More and more, crime in Australia is taking on a Middle Eastern face. Tim Priest, a former police detective from New South Wales Australia, describes the combination of willful political negligence which is leading to police inaction where cops in Australia, like in France, won’t even go into Middle-Eastern and North African neighborhoods.

This from the MacKenzie Institute, founded in 1986 in Toronto, an independent non-profit organization concerned with issues related to political instability and organized violence. This includes such matters as terrorism, political extremism, warfare and organized crime. Hat tip to Louis.

In the early 1980s, as a young detective I was attached to the Drug Squad at the old CIB (Criminal Intelligence Bureau). I remember executing a search warrant at Croydon, where we found nearly a pound of heroin. I know that now sounds very familiar; however, what set this heroin apart was that it was Bekkah Valley heroin, markedly different from any heroin I had seen. Number Four heroin from the golden triangle of South East Asia is nearly always off white, almost pure diamorphine. This heroin was almost brown.

But more remarkable were the occupants of the house. They were very recent arrivals from Lebanon, and from the moment we entered the premises, we wrestled and fought with the male occupants, were abused and spat at by the women and children, and our search took five times longer because of the impediments placed before us by the occupants, including the women hiding heroin in baby nappies and on themselves and refusing to be searched by policewomen because of their religious beliefs.

We had never encountered these problems before.


So what do you do? Lock them up of course. They broke the law, right? Not for liberals. To them language is something they like to distort to meet their political agenda. Illegal aliens? How dare you? They’re just undocumented workers looking to make a simple living. The poor dears just don’t understand that they and those who march in protests for them just don’t understand that they have broken the law. Maybe it’s because they don’t speak the native language. Maybe if they learn English they can read the law.

Anyway, I digress. In Australia political correctness and the creed of victimology also trumps the law.

As was the case in those days, we arrested every adult and teenager who had hampered our search. When it came to court, they were represented by Legal Aid, of course, who claimed that these people were innocent of the minor charges of public disorder and hindering police, because they were recent arrivals from a country where people have an historical hatred towards police, and that they also had poor communications skills and that the police had not executed the warrant in a manner that was acceptable to the Muslim occupants.

The magistrate, well known to police as one who convicted fewer than one in ten offenders brought before him during his term at Burwood local court, threw the matter out, siding with the occupants and condemning the police.


Disgusting, isn’t it? The law is not equally applied to everyone. What was that legal term that we use in the civilized world, Ignorance of the law is no excuse. I bet if those Lebanese were tossed in jail they’ll remember to obey the law next time.

Read the whole article about Officer Priest’s experiences here.

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2 Comments:

  • I too am an ex cop and can attest to Tim Priests experiences. It is very sobering to see a magistrate, the first impediment to a criminals freedom, cave into absolutely illogical arguments presented by some defence lawyers. It can be very demoralising to an officer who has worked his/her arse to get these bastards to court for the punishment they deserve only to see them free to walk away because of some legal technicality or other illogical reasons. Societies norms are protected by the thin blue line but over the past ten years the police have been steadily nobbled by the powers to be based on what society ought to be and not how society really is! Terry

    By Anonymous Anonymous, at 7:42 PM  

  • Jurisprudence is a lovely field to dally in if one is so inclined, a place to let the mind romp and wonder under a clear sky of pure delightful light; but then there is the fact of reality on the solid ground of crime and community: Some folk are criminal as well as being law-breakers, and if one is allowed to continue as a criminal, not just as a law-breaker, then no jurisprudence is worth anything at all, it being a mere plaything of the idle mind, toys in a ritual romper room.

    Yes, yes, I know, I do want to hang a lot of people, and it's much to do with my sparkling personality; but there is also the need to hang from a social position. Theories of the philosophy of Law are lovely, and so is a good public hanging, done right, for the popular edification of the masses and the man. Law, for those of us who care for such things as Reason and Truth, not the rubbish of 7th century tribal codes inflamed by ethnicity, as E.O. Wilson calls Islam, trumps all in a civil society; and thus, a hanging, done well, done after a fair trial, is a thing of beauty and satisfaction. One can love the Law as a plaything of the refined intellect, and should, I do believe, but there is also the heart and soul longing for the distended tongue of the spoiled twisting, and it needs satisfaction too. Law in its glorious abstraction is a thing of beauty and prudence. But to then go further by reifying the Humanness of it by hanging the criminal is a needed thing. It's like any art that can't simply exist meaningfully in the mind of the artist only, but must be made real for all to experience in the flesh, as it were.

    To allow for law that doesn't come to its fruition is to pretend and fabulate pointlessly and embarrassingly. But our laws are in the hands of judges who think without acting. They think without thinking. We, those who love jurisprudence, are left half satisfied and therefore frustrated by our shallow experience of the Law. It tends to turn us to our own thoughts of need fulfilled. I, the very me of myself, I could do what the dreamy artist in his chamber says he would have done if only he had the talents. Yes, the rope. I have the tools and the skills and the burning desire to create a tableau of the hanged from here to the horizons, pastel faces, sculpted figures in the round, smell-o-rama in the sunlight, sightless bird-feeders hanging delicately from boughs unbroken. Law. The rope. The incarnadine tree of justice in the mind, flowering, it is a thing to behold equally with the Law for us in our pursuit of the future.

    By Blogger dag, at 9:36 AM  

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