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Excessive force on my doorstep

Tuesday, December 16th, 2008

Not sure how much this made international news, but last week policemen shot and killed a 15 year old boy armed with knives in a skatepark 10 minutes walk from my house.

Yes, the kid had two ‘very large, cleaver type knives’ according to witness reports, but was such a ludicrously heavy handed approach needed to stop the agitated child? This to me is another example of the Victorian police force spreading fear and anger throughout Melbourne.

Last Saturday I was in a small club avec mon amis. It wasn’t packed to the rafters and while there were some dodgy tattoo’s on neck type people there, me, Lauren and friends were there ’till 5 a.m. without the slightest whiff of trouble. In fact, we made such good friends with some people that we exchanged email addresses for facebook and that. This did not stop the police showing their presence though, by standing in the middle of the club for 20 minutes and glaring at anyone passing. I do not go to clubs to be eyeballed by the fuzz while I’m on my way for a tinkle. Surely that’s what bouncers are employed for. Four or five coppers stood menacingly, it did nothing to make me feel safer, instead it just reasserted that I shouldn’t be feeling safe, although following the news of the 15 year old kid being shot and killed, I felt threatened not by the aforementioned tattoo on neck gang, but instead by the group of police. Judging from the excessive force used to stop the boy, would they stamp of my neck if I swore? Maybe they’d night-stick me across the nose if I accidentally bumped into one of them? Would you say the upgrade of that puts being fatally shot for threatening people with knives as a minor is on the same scaling? I would.

So what if the boy threatened the officers? So what if the boy was a member of a white supremacist group, as local press reports? This does not excuse that when he produced knives he was gunned down. This is surely not the way to tackle violent crime, as it effectively transforms the police into just another gang who are equally as bad, if not worse due to their ‘law on their side’ feelings of self-justification, as the other gangs that fight in inner cities across the globe.

I really hope this does become something that internationally shames the police force of Victoria, I have never had anything against the police, ever. The very few times I’ve had to deal with them I’ve been more than obliging and they have been equally polite back, but this is inexcusable.

Sorry for the heavy nature of this post. Farts! There, that lightened it up a little bit for you, go have a cup of tea.

Something is making me nautious

Thursday, December 11th, 2008

I have a sneaking suspicion that it’s the white chocolate in my cheap as chips Target Advent Calendar. (For Target, see Primark.)  It feels a little like what I imagine morning sickness to feel like in pregnant chicks.

Came home from a day in the city yesterday to find Lauren in the midst of a Tudor’s marathon. First off was The Other Boleyn Girl, I’m not really one to judge, but from Lauren’s angry muttering of ‘bloody historical inaccuracy,’ and ‘David Starkey would never agree with this,’ I have to say that I don’t believe it to be any more than pretty people running around in corsets. Next up was the Tudors series one, this placated Lauren much more, and she watched happily in silence for the next few hours.

One good thing about living in a boring city is that it allows one to get on with other things that aren’t seeing fun stuff. I know that this may be in direct opposition to the point of going traveling, but being stuck here has given me ample time to write, and a new project is already underway.

The weather feels much more Christmassy now, by the way. It’s been raining heavily all day. Much better!

Counting down instead of up

Wednesday, December 10th, 2008
In under twelve hours now, the first half of our year long trip will have diminished into memory. Six months have gone by faster than nearly anything else I can think of. A big part of me is refusing to ... [Continue reading this entry]

Snapped for a little ‘me’ time

Monday, December 8th, 2008
And so, just four days shy of half a year travelling, I've snapped. I've had it up to here. I've had enough. That's right folks, today I finally bought myself a cheap laptop. I cannot stand being away from a ... [Continue reading this entry]

Feral

Friday, December 5th, 2008
Disco dancing was the order of the night, my feet are blistered and I'm 100% cream crackered, but there's no rest for the wicked I'm afraid. Lauren had work today so she couldn't come out last night so now I'm ... [Continue reading this entry]

Near Death Experience

Tuesday, December 2nd, 2008
Forgot to mention t'other day, but had a bit of a close one at work about a week ago. We were sitting as a group out in the back garden having 'smoko' (morning break.) We sit there for perhaps 45 ... [Continue reading this entry]

Liberties taken, dinner gratis

Saturday, November 29th, 2008
Just got off working a 60 hour week doing heavy lifting. My boss is an absolute liberty taker. Talking me into working the second consecutive Saturday in a row telling me that 'it'll be a short day, only 10am until ... [Continue reading this entry]

The worst possible thing that could happen, happened. Twice.

Tuesday, November 18th, 2008
'Sweet Lord, take me instead.' I prayed, holding the lifeless carcass in my palm. It looked so small now that it was dead. I could feel a tear wetting my cheek. I held it up to my face, letting my ... [Continue reading this entry]

‘Mo’vember

Friday, November 14th, 2008
Apparently, it has taken off in England and the U.S. of A. somewhat too, but the month that comes just after  October and  begins 30 days before December is rechristened 'Movember' for the male population of Melbourne. The scheme is a ... [Continue reading this entry]

Caught by the fuzz

Thursday, November 13th, 2008
Well, the door police actually. Massive skinhead Eastern European bouncer at the Melbourne Library doors wouldn't let me in because of 'bag size.' I got a bit fresh, he told me where I could go. I did manage to sneak ... [Continue reading this entry]