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If you resent correction and do not like being told where its

at, dont bother reading any further, because basically you

are described as an oxygen thief and a useless unit. This

appraisal also includes the Coalition of the Willing and their

billions of opponents. If you can get over that one and stillhave some interest as to where water came from this

indictment against humanity will change your assumptions:

About a lot of things. Unlike previous holy-land crusades

these latest incursions into anothers land are being

recorded in colour. I love the camera work when they set

off one of those clusters bombs; especially in the middle of

a mosque. A big cheer goes up from the generals while the

men in white coats stand around stony faced and think,

Whats successful about that---too many survivors! Or

was that a vision, like when I saw the Muslims raise

Australia to the ground, instead of coming in wooden

horses they came in wooden ships. I know where water

came from, do you; scientists have put that one into the too

hard basket, thats what happens when you believe your

mother and father were Gorillas. Now you may think

American giving chemical weapons to the Iraqis to use on

their Iranian brothers as sly and evil, in secular terms this is

so, although there is nothing new about the rich getting

others to do their dirty work is there? Naboth could haveverified that one but unfortunately a couple of hired lairs

said that their god Molech told them that Naboth had

transgressed, so Molechs people murdered Naboth, no

justice is there: except if you cross the vine growers god.

Stealing anothers land is a dangerous pursuit , you could

end up getting a bullet between the eyes or have your guts

ripped out by wild dogs. Darwin said that the Aboriginal

who roamed the great Southland had not completed their

metamorphous as yet and therefore not quite human; a

very scary man indeed. I studied photos of him; he lived in

fear of the unknown as did his Neanderthal cousin

Sigmund. So Australia became terra nullius; and the black-

fellows became dog food, a nice way to treat your

ancestors. Howzitgoin you useless empty units of nothing,

my name is hake, known by the pakeha as johnwalker I

come from Aotearoa, the land of the long white cloud, Im

from two families of Warriors Nations my Mother Danish my

father Maori: however I have disassociated myself from

both cultures. Im not going down with the ship and I cantweave baskets and Im too old to play AFL. Real Warriors

adapt and remain Warriors; they are not worriers like the

basket weavers. Two things are certain; I wont be going to

Valhalla or Hawaiki when I kick the bucket. And before I do

that Im going to disrobe the serious false gods like Allah,

Iesous and the Israeli god, Molech. I dont expect any ofthe leaders of these cults or any of their clones to disagree

with me. Why, because a look in their mirrors will tell them

who their god is and who mine is and so it will be with you.

It would be unwise to read any further without checking that

fact, very unwise. When I was four years of age lord said

watch Santa at the age of six whilst passing the Catholic

and Anglican Churchs he said, the devil lives there, you

might say my life has been a set-up. The following account

of racism is part of that set-up.An assumed Aboriginal man

arrives at the emergency department of a South Australian

country hospital, where Molech and Iesous live. The black-

fellow unknowingly is suffering from Chronic Renal Colic

Failure and is fairly sure that his chariot of fire had arrived.

The doctors and nursing staff break into uncontrollable

laughter as he cries out for help while he is convulsing on

their hospitals emergency departments floor, without

acknowledging the dying black-fellow in anyway

whatsoever a nurse comments; they drink, get sick then

expect us to fix them up. Three doctors smile and turntheir backs then return to their private practices a couple of

kilometres from the hospital. The black-fellowwouldntstop

screaming, so one of the three doctors, doctor Sidhu, who

was rostered to tend hospital emergencies that day, had to

be re-called. On his return he discovered that the subject of

his earlier mirth wasnt a drunken Aborigine with a self-

inflicted injury but rather a sober one suffering from Chronic

Renal Colic Failure, which has nothing to do with alcohol or

stomach ulcers. A few days later our doctor receives a

bigger surprise, instead of grabbing a flagon and heading

for the river, the black-fellow went to see a lawyer. Then

the demon of miss-adventure got busy. The black-fellows

two-year-old daughter was physically assaulted by the

hospitals staff and he is knocked unconscious by them as

well. A few months later the black-fellows daughter is taken

from him by the authorities; as they do, and he is arrested

and remanded in custody for making bomb threats. And

people wonder why the acid comments followed by if you

only me what Im on about. On one occasion I waswhinging about having to existing on a disability pension;


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the reply was if you were in some countries youd get

nothing, however, Im not am I? Australians are nasty

toward me because Im not quite human and have busted

the completed model for what, too-many of them are:

callous and mean spirited. A few years ago a mother anddaughter had to go to Aotearoa to find peace and

acceptance; her baby girl had Aids, they whinged about

rescuing adventures in the South Seas because of the

expense. It was good to hear that my government put those

seafarers at ease. Australians never stop blowing about

how rich they are, but never about how they obtained that;

to them, wealth. It cuts them to the quick having to spend

their stolen money to help others. Ill never forget the

satisfaction I felt when our government said to the yanks,

declare or disappear. The Australians were hopping

America would ignore us: And so were we, theyve snuck

back I hear. Yes it must have been a big disappointment

when the authorities realised I wasnt an Aborigine. One of

those bomb threats was fabricated by SA police officer

June Kent and the SA Health Commissions legal adviser

David Watts. Those two deviates fabricated statements

accusing me threatening to blow up the offices of the

Health Commission in Hindmarsh Square Adelaide on May

24 1996 and kill Michelle Tink and Robyn North who workthere. Sly and dishonest District Court Terry Worthington

said, Even witnesses whose honesty is not in question can

be mistaken. That charge was fabricated to back up

another fabricated bomb threat against the Renmark

Hospital on May 27 1996: to stop me attending a Hospital

board meeting that evening. And, the more sinister reason,

to discourage me from speaking out publically about things:

lots of things. The family is a group of South Australian

lawyers; their extended family include most lawyers in

South Australia. Lawyers that say no, not me mate, and

say the same thing when you ask them if they are willing to

take the police and judiciary to Court. Greg Mead is

criminal lawyer and Co-Director of the SA Legal Services

Commission, and a very sly member of the family. Other

family members include Prosecutors John Wells and the

very sneaky Miss Abraham. And; Judges Worthington,

Debelle, Blebby, Williams, Olsen and Doyle. And:

Magistrates Bolton, Frederich, OConner, Liddy and Meyer.

Lets bring the Coalition of the Willing into it, they arealways good value; the antics they get up to in the name of

their god is without equal when it comes to nasty things

one can do to others. Some folks actually get up-set when

I cheer when the Coalition takes a hit. They dont know too

much about history; do they? Every University in the world

has an expert on the Middle East, some even have expertsthat study their religion and they fancy themselves. Like

everyone else on the planet they do not know one thing

about the unknown god, the god of Abraham; Joshua,

Joshua in all tongues sounds like this; Joshua. Any other

phonetics is a demon, if you disagree; the nickname for my

house for that disagreement will be Mount Carmel.

However it wont be Sunday picnic like last time, here is

how you get to my front door; dont forget to update your

Will before you leave home. Renmark is a small town on

the River Murray in South Australia near the north western

border of Victoria in the land of the long black cloud. I live

in Paringa, a small hamlet opposite Renmark on the south

side of the river. The town was founded by English White

Supremacists who introduced a caste system making it the

perfect environment for the demon of fear. No one can

dispute that the English consider themselves a cut above

the rest and in their particular endeavours; they are. As

more uninvited treasure hunters arrived, the English now

called Australians set up a second order based on race.The Aborigine is excluded from both these orders for they

are numbered after the fauna, flora and the ground they

walk on. Most ethnics, (non-English) have deserted their

own countries because of home troubles and hard-ships

however most lobbed here for the easy pickings. Josh

doesnt care what your story is he gave this country to the

Aborigine and unless you have their permission to be here

you are as a common thief end of story. The following

examples describe how brutal the first Australians were;

their shocking treatment of the caretakers of this majestic

and timeless land. These examples were recorded in the

period in which they were alleged to have taken place. The

name of the book I copied them from is called Rivers of

Gold Rivers of Blood. For the Aboriginal communities

living along Tasmanias northern shores, the presence of

these economic pioneers was catastrophic. The sealers not

only depleted traditional Aboriginal food sources but in time

triggered a total dislocation of indigenous social life. Skilled

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part of their operations. Violence, sometimes of the most

brutal kind, became endemic in their relations. A group of

sealers for example, was recorded to have punished one

runaway female by tying her to a tree, cutting off her ear

and the flesh from one thigh and then forcing her to eatthem. An index of their endemic hatred and casual violence

towards the Aborigines was provided by one of their

number, who told a Tasmanian historian that he liked to kill

a black fellow better than smoke a pipe, adding and Im a

rare one at that, too. Another confessed that he would as

leave shoot them as so many sparrows. Despite his

innocent-sounding name a man called Lemon was

accustomed to use them as target practice, while others

confessed to feeding their dogs on Aboriginals shot

especially for that purpose. Their relish for murdering the

men was more than equalled by their sexual appetite for

the woman, a bushranger called Carrot found a way of

satisfying both urges almost simultaneously. After

slaughtering a Tasmanian man, he then abducted and

raped his widow and forced her to carry her husbands

severed head around her neck as a play-thing. A Mr

Devries told the Queensland parliament in 1946 of his

concerns for the nigger: My concern is to see that the

native labour is educated to the extent that the Aboriginalbecomes a useful citizen. I do not say that he should be

placed on the same level as the white man and I do not for

a moment think that there are many in this chamber who

believe that should be so. I do not admit for a minute that

the nigger is as good as I am. The fact is the he is a human

being and he is entitled to that measure of respect, which

helps him overcome his inferiority complex, and to become

and asset to the nation. I hope that the Aboriginal race is

never exterminated-and I do not think we shall live to see

the day when it does disappear, but I cannot allow natives

to intermingle freely and unfettered with the white

community. Unfortunately nothing much has changed as

secular governments do not consult higher authorities

rather they are directed by them. In the middle of 2009 a

new Magistrate was assigned to Berri Magistrate Court.

Berri is another small town a few kilometres down river,

where most authorities have their headquarters and on

most alternate Tuesdays, Court days, you would find me

out front of the towns Courthouse with my guitar protestingabout anything and everything; issues that most absolve

themselves from confronting, except in the front bar. No

one worries about the bomb anymore: new uranium mines.

I forget how many times the police have threatened to lock

me up for busking, Foodland have had an AVO since

forever and Woollies phone the coppers as soon as theysee me with a guitar in my hands. On one occasion

Woollies Sweeper said to me you know you are not

allowed to busk here! I said, arent you a Sweeper? She

didnt like that and said if you dont leave Ill phone the

police. Red haze: I dont give a shit what you think you

lady; spiss off, this land belongs to the Aborigine and I have

their permission to sing whenever and wherever I want to.

Call the cops Im not frighten of those morons. If you keep it

up you and your boss will find yourselves before the

International Criminal Court. It all got a bit much for her so

she resumed her regular job and I continued with mine. I m

seriously looking into seeking a ruling from that Court

because all indigenous peoples would like to know who the

worlds justice system thinks owns the so-called European

Colonies. However Im still trying to find someone from

Geneva to have a chat with the Commonwealth minister for

human rights about my situation, no luck so far. It may

have something to do with the brown paper bags left

around Haig and Geneva from time to time. Anti-artscampaigners Mayor Martinson and his gofer Tony Saviour

will attest to that, things havent been going too good for

them two lately. I asked to be allowed to address the towns

council concerning a fairly serious criminal matter however

before I could Saviour closed the meeting. Why he wanted

to protect Wilkinson I have some ideas however it would

be foolish to run them by anyone at the minute. Perhaps

you could ask young Tony why he is trying to keep things

quiet. I wanted to ask them why they keep giving ex Senior

Sergeant Kenneth Wilkinson the local swimming pool

contract because they knew he was being investigated for

flashing his dick in front of thousands of school boys

however Tony wouldnt let me. Its been going on for nine

or ten years I reported the incident and was told you know

kids. About a year ago other parents reported him yet he

hasnt been arrested. I went to the Berri police station the

other day to ask them why and give them the names of

about a hundred witnesses, I was immediately surrounded

a half dozen coppers and threatened with arres t if I didntleave immediately. I dont care how many corrupt police


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officers surround me Wilkinson is not going to walk, Selah.

When are they going to learn, Im the policeman and they

are the persons of interest; are their ears and eyes painted

on their empty heads, like the Jews. Real strange that lot;

have you ever heard of the terrible atrocities Englandcommitted against that riff raff before they chased them into

Germany? Still, the Jews dissevered it didnt they;

especially after what they did in the Valley of the Sons of

Hinnom. Whats that, the only thing you know about Jews

is their whinging about what the Germans did to them.

Thats because they dont want you to know the real reason

why the Germans slapped them around. Even so, after six

million of them were sent home they still havent learnt

anything. Talk about a stubborn and stiff-necked people

little wonder josh is at his wits end trying to figure out what

to do with them. Yes, every other day somewhere in the

Promised Land Israelites would invite their heathen

neighbours over for sex orgies and spiss on until the wee

hours like there was tomorrow, unfortunately for them there

was. To heighten their sexual pleasures they would throw

their own children on to a sacrificial fire as an offering for

their god Molech. They capped that off during their last

days of their siege in Jerusalem by murdering and eating

each others children.Very hard to believe isnt it; ask themI just read it somewhere. I think in the middle of the

ninetieth century there were only a dozen or so survivors

from the house of Judah, the real Jew, living in Jerusalem.

In Palestine at the minute there are over two and a half

million of them, all claiming David was their uncle. Fakes

from Europe not one of them has blood that contains the

DNA of David. The god of Abraham rose up Hitler to do a

number on them thats why he allowed the English and

French to torture and murder some of them then chase any

that survived into Germany. The Germans treated the Jew

well but the Jews fell back into their old habits of not

listening, never putting in and always taking out. Any road

App Ohme, like all law people, would walk passed me with

her head down while I was singing and playing, however

this particular day Frann gave me a quick glance and said,

weve got a new Magistrate john; not like old softie. Old

softie is a decent honest man, old enough to be her father.

A couple of months beforehand I was arrested for a

breaching a forged AVO. I attempted to place the hospitalsCEO Glen Cooperunder citizens arrest for his part in the

conspiracy but I was arrested instead. A few weeks before

that I did a test run on the Chief justice John Doyle and

achieved very good result however channel seven said it

that sort of thing happened every other day, must have a

man in the inside. The day came when it was my time toface the music. My name was called; I walked into the

Courtroom to the dock. Mister Walker---you have been

charged with breaching an Aggravated Violence Order,

how do you plead? How can a man of god plead to laws

that were founded on theft, murder and deceit? I watched

her demon fight to save the situation, go and sit down and

have a think about it What she really meant was go sit

down you jagged me and Im lost for words. I watched her

clinically dispense justice, after which I was called back to

the dock. Magistrate OConner continued, Now, Mister W-

--and how can that man take note of an order forged by a

Magistrate doing time for having unlawful sexual relations

with a minor---answer me? She ignored me and set a trial

date. I kept ranting until she reached the safety of her

office, from where she yelled back at me, Ill have you

locked up for contempt. Do what you want, I said. I

looked around, no one else wanted in, so I drove home

thinking, I had better watch her, shes trouble this bitch. My

trial for attempting to place the Cooper under citizensarrest was set down for October 29 2009. When I arrived at

the Berri Court Glen was sitting outside the Courtroom like

a frightened rabbit. I handed him a bunch of documents

which contained a tale similar to this. It also contained

many documents forged by the Police, the Court and

himself. He knew what his lies had and is still doing to

himself and others. He threw his indictment on the floor like

a spoilt child; as if it were a parking ticket I walked outside

and left him spinning out. Half hour later I asked the Court

orderly when the trial was going to begin. He said

OConner wasnt ready and when she was he would give

me a buzz. Another set up, I knew it. I wondered why the

Court staff, were looking every which way but my way. Still,

I was confident I wouldnt be spending another three

months remanded in custody. The next few sentences

show you just how wrong one can be! The documents were

given to App Frann Ohme who shared them with

Magistrate OConner? They could see that if I was given

half a chance to question Cooper the shit would hit the fan.Magistrate OConner faxed the South Australian Director


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of Public Prosecutions to see whether I could be jagged

one more time for an indictable offense, they advised

against it however that woman was so livered she could not

think logically. A couple of hours later I went back to the

Courthouse to check out what was happening. Twodetectives grabbed me, OMalley said I was being arrested

for preventing a witness from giving evidence and that he

didnt want to discuss the issue. He lied; he knew that the

real reason why I was arrested was to prevent Cooper from

giving evidence. I told Cooperafter Id done my first three

months that he was dead: from then on he started dying,

just like that. He has lost about eight stone so far and looks

like hes got aids his face and eyes are in constant torment

he is a suicide risk however I wont let him do it.OMalley

asked my name and address then bolted; I was then locked

in the cells. Later that day I fronted OConner; her demon of

pride was leering at me because he for the minute had the

keys to my physical freedom. Preventing a witness from

giving evidence is a serious indictable offence Mr Walker; I

hear you have been speaking of self-harm. Thats the

legal term for hunger strike very cunning she is. What

about my home and animals and everything, please, your

honour, please dont send me to jail. Grovelling, the shame

of it; however that was the first and last time, OConnercouldnt contain her joy. I dont care about your home or

your responsibilities you will be remanded in custody until

next Tuesday for a doctors report to see whether you are

mentally fit to plead but, but, but---Courts Adjourned!

No, not again, another bent Magistrate, Lizzy Bolton tried

that one. Her and crooked copper App Heffernan sent me

to Nash House to determine whether I was sane or mad

like them. I walked into the psychiatrists office and stood

over him because I know in closed spaces demons shit

themselves. He said, ah---Mr ah---ah---walker is it, Im

Doctor Do little, take a seat. Nah, shes right bro Ill stand-

--whats your name mate, mines john,Doctor---" nah your

name bro, I know youre a lazy doctor. I held out my hand,

he recoiled like a snake. He tried desperately to open the

door but because of his panic attack he found it difficult.

When he finally did he bolted, road runner stuff it was. I

asked the lady at the office, where did he go? The doctor

has been called away to an emergency he wont be back

today. They must have a silent alarm system with noflashing lights in his office? Still, I have one report which

states that I am defiantly not like Magistrate Bolton and App

Heffernan. Anyway I woke up next morning and my head

was back to normal as normal as it could be when youre

locked in a cell on trumped up charges. And as usual I

yelled for coffee and gave the coppers my usual spray andwaited to be transported to the ARC. It took five hours to

get to the Adelaide Remand Centre; the ambient

temperature inside that dog box was at least sixty degrees.

I ask for a drink a few times on the way but they wouldnt

stop. On arrival at the ARC I asked again no youll be in

soon. A halfhour later they said the ARC isfull so were

taking you to Yatala. Instead we went to the Central Police

Station, the coppers shifts were over. I asked for a drink

again, Nah, youll be right mate well be there in five,

another half an hour later we arrived at Yatala Labour

Prison. I was near done. I felt as sick as; the copper must

have surrendered his gun. I dont recall much except

stepping out into the cool breeze. I assumed the copper

took his cuffs off me; I didnt notice anyone else until I

heard a voice screaming in my ear, Are when listening! I

freaked I shook my head and croaked nahhh, several

prison guards knocked me to the ground, one put his knee

on my head the other two bar handcuffed my arms behind

my back, they dragged me a few metres to a room. Anotherscrew ran in and said in a real threatening manner, I was

going to have a few beers after work but youve fucked that

up; havent you? He was not happy, I was then thrown

head first into a concrete wall; I managed to turn my head

just before I hit it. Two of them jumped on me; one crossed

my legs then forced them down onto my shoulders---farrrk

that hurt bros! Are we listening now? He yelled. I realised

that they were in the red zone so with a super-human effort

I managed to gather my faculties and say, please mate,

dont jump on my back Ive been in a car accident and or

dont hurt him hes got a sore back, one of them mocked.

More pressure was applied to my legs, farrrk! Why they

didnt break only god knows, Are we listening? The

incensed office yelled. Kill me I dont give a fuck, I said.

That snapped them out of it, they dragged me to a holding

cell and threw me in, youre not standing over me mate!

Im Maori: not Aboriginal! A flabby Welshman said, Youre

not Maori, I know Maoris, theyre decent people. Ill let you

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still, its the only way I could know Australians true feelings

toward the Aborigine; those experiences make a mockery

of all the marches and love-ins over the last twenty years.

The Gang offorty nine is awhat do you expect group of

indigenous youth that have picked up on their benefactorslittle earn; see something you like and take it. A half hour

later I was dragged out for my photo shoot. They lifted me

off the ground, using the bar-hand cuffs; this forced me to

fall forward---farrrk, josh was the reason why arms werent

ripped from my shoulders; my god the pain! These blokes

were in a serious state of agitation the wanted to hurt me

and hurt me bad. I was then thrown into the back of a

prison van then driven a few hundred meters to G division.

After we arrived the screws lifted me by the bar-handcuffs

onto my tippy toes and frog marched me to a punishment

cell, released the cuffs, and slammed the door! What the

fuck was that all about lord I said. Toughen up you sook

theres more to come, said the still small voice. I was

exhausted I had a sore everything and still felt nauseous so

I crashed. The next morning I was waiting for unlock; they

seemed to be taking their time so I lay back down on my

concrete bed. They must have been watching me on the

CCTV monitor because a few moments after I lay down

next thing bang the door opened! Three goons stood there,I smiled at their leader and said howsitgoin boys. Well

they were boys to me, I was sixty four at that time they

would have been twenty to thirty years younger. Their

leader was stunned, he tried to speak but his mouth

wouldnt work. Dont laugh I thought, look at the floor, farrrk

this looks bad, get ready here we go again. He launched

himself at me, picked me up like a rag doll and through me

at the concrete wall howeveragain I cheated death! Youre

lucky I didnt break your fuckin neck, you fuck, puff-puff. Ill

put your fuckin head in that fuckin toilet and drown you, you

fuck, puff, puff, puff; if you arent standing by that fuckin

table in the morning, puff. Ill put you in a fuckin straight

jacket and tie you to the fuckin floor, you fuck. His eyes

were as a wild animal, with spittle running down his chin he

finally ran out of puff and left. I still crack up thinking about

it. Later the big chief did his little morning walk, to check us

psychos; he looked at me like I was one of the bricks in the

wall and said, Shall we lethim in the yard for a smoke.

One his flunkies said no I said I dont smoke, andstraightaway I thought, here we go again, but no I got away

with it: I thought. After the big chief left the prison guards

allowed me to shower; which was directly opposite my cell?

The chubby Welshman said to his colleagues, hes going

to led the Aborigines to freedom---arent you Moses? He

got smiles all round for that one. After I had showered Ipressed the buzzer to let them know I had finished. I stood

at attention like in the movies; one of them said whats

this? Whats what I thought, knowing that there were

concrete walls everywhere. I was supposed to wipe all the

globules of water in and around the shower cubical; I did

that and stood at attention again. One of them, who looked

a bit like Michael Slater, a former opening batsman for Oz

stepped forward, bang! He gave me a left to the right side

of my head, it rocked me but I stayed on my feet, four runs,

I turned my cheek, bible style bang! I saw stars, another

four runs, I thought lord! He tried to smash me a third time

but his hand went limp: we all spun out and looked at each

other: josh to the rescue again. I said to their white South

African boss, you want a go too mate? He shook his head

and looked away. A couple of days later I was taken to see

the prison doctor. I told the prison medical staff that they

dropped me on my head. You can imagine my concerns

when the screw that escorted me to the infirmary said in

front of everyone and we will probably do it again! For afleeting moment the nurse was stunned by his comment

however her life and her job were her priority. When a

prisoner is placed in solitary confinement, they are under

surveillance 24/7 by the screws and cameras. Under FOI I

requested a copy of anything that would reveal the truth in

particularthe doctors medical report.All I received was the

copy of the notes that were entered into the daily log by the

prison guards which were illegible anyway. Prison medical

freedom of Information at RAH is as corrupt as the PFOI

and the Police Complaints Authority. I tried every which

way to get that doctors report; the South Australian minister

responsible for such things, Jennifer Rankine refused to

help in anyway whatsoever. That doctor is also in breach of

his obligations; not only as a doctor but as a member of the

family of man, he should have reported my bashing

straightaway. A few months later I ran into the young police

officer who dropped me off at Yatala and asked him why he

never tried to stop them. He tried to get out of his

responsibilities by saying, Why didnt you step up to theyellow line when they asked you to? I find it hard to believe


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that such violent people have the authority to check out a

prisoners mental status by using concrete walls. In

September 2004 I was driving back to Renmark from Berri

when I approach a car travelling in my direction at around

eighty kilometres per hour. The vehicle was wanderingfrom one side of the road to the other, th is dickheads

spissed I thought. So I waited until I reached an overtaking

lane a couple of kilometres ahead. As I attempted to pass,

Nino the driver of the other car put his foot down and we

were soon behind the only other car travelling in our

direction. As I began to overtake that car he did as well. He

forced me into the path of the on-coming traffic I chucked

my VL into to fourth gear and flattened it. I managed to get

back into my lane before I had a head on with a semi. I

slowed for a bend however Nino didnt he ran his car into

the back of my car which did and end for end then a one

and a half twist finishing with two forward rolls: my landing

was perfect all four feet hit the ground together. When me

and my VL finished our routine I realised josh was right, I

was still alive. I managed to release my seat belt and

managed to drag myself out of and away from my dead VL.

I couldnt use my legs so I had to support my entire body

on my hand for at least a half hour until help arrived, one

hand was broken that was the decider; gold, silver anbronze, Nino kept driving leaving me for dead. The driver of

the other car going our way, a lady, stopped and I assumed

phoned the Ambulance. The police and Allianz refuse to tell

me who she was and would not let me see her statement

or anything except one they shouldnt .have. On arriving at

the Riverland Regional Hospital at Berri I was seen by

another sub-continental drop-kick. I asked them to phone

my daughter. There is no need for her to come and see

you Mr Walker, you are just badly bruised---youll be home

tomorrow. Youve got to be joking I said, but not quite like

that. Anyway a half hour later I was put in the scanner, the

flying doctor was called and I was scanned again at the

Royal Adelaide Hospital. Next morning a real doctor held

up his hand and pinched his thumb and fo refinger, youre

a lucky man, the lord I replied, a very awkward moment

that was for that doctor, but like I said, he was a [pro; I had

multiple pelvic fractures a chipped disc and a broken hand I

also had no feeling in my legs more; or less just badly

bruised. At the time I had no idea who was driving the carhowever I did know the year, make and model. A few

months after the incident I ran into a bloke I knew, he told

me Nino was pissed and on the other (ice) thats why he

didnt stop. Only hearsay you say however that statement

is a truthful as anything the lord has said in this indictment.

Im filling a law suit against them next week. The police hadnever taken a statement from me so I went to the Renmark

Police Station and informed them that it was Nino who was

driving the car that hit the back of mine. They just looked at

me. I said, dont you want me to give a statement? No,

we have all the information we need.Allianzs accident

assessor interviewed me and said there was a problem

with the other car rego. A few months later Allianz wrote

and informed me that I had no claim because I was racing

and that Nios car never ran into the back of my car.

Although the incident was a hit and run, the police never

filed an incident report like they should have. The fools

gave me one that stated Ninos' car had slight damage on

the left hand front bumper and my car was totalled. Allianz

and Sergeant Wilkinson allowed Nino to walk. Did a demon

make Nino attempt to take me out: of course it did. My

daughter and I have been threatened many times over the

years however I never said anything to her. When the

phone rings you dont say it was just someone else thats

going to kill you Bub, I stayed awake for a couple of yearsafter that one. To help pass the time I phoned the cops

every morning from about 2:00am until day break and

abused the shit out of them. I told Constable Dawson that if

he forged anymore bail agreements Id cut his hands off.

Les took an AVO out against me, the wimp; as if I was

actually going to cut his hands off---see how sneaky the

barstards are. After that I made it my business to belittle

him every time I saw him despite their AVO and the

presents of a murder of cops. What they were attempting to

do was slowly build a happy farm ticket for me; so today I

have instructed Stressman to begin Less journey there.

They knew better than to arrest me for breaching that one,

god knows I did everything but deck him in my efforts to get

the idiot into the witness box however his demon was on to

me. I know that at least one of those threats against me

and my baby was made by a colleague of police officer

June Kent who worked at Adelaide Central police station.

Anyway, after I signed myself out of Renmark hospital in

December 1993, I phoned the hospitals management andabused them, they sent me a letter which no one can


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understand, however, the author, director of nursing

Andrew Vanderwal, said that he would check things out

however he never did, Andrew is now a Lutheran Pastor in

Adelaide. I when to see local lawyer, Brett Philips and

showed him the letter. He asked me what I wanted to doabout it, have them sacked---sue them---I dont know;

thats why I came to see you bro? That was of course

before I realised this type of behaviour was part of being

Australian. At the time I had never heard of medical people

standing around laughing while their patient lay dying at

their feet. Brett didnt blink, it was like Id come to update

my Will. He phoned Glen Cooper and did a bit of nodding

and wry smiling then hung-up. He wrote to the South

Australian Equal opportunity people, partly to keep it quiet

and also he knew that the long drawn out process

discouraged most complainants from seeking redress. A

few weeks later we were thrown on to the streets by the SA

Housing trust without reason; Steve Fisoli waited until I was

in jail then tried to evict me. That cunning demon again, I

tried to track him down but the authorities have hidden him

so Ive sent Stressman after him. Stressman is my Hit-Man

He is the distressing spirit that was sent to one king by

another, he helped coin the phrase fall on your sword you

useless drop-kick. Glen Cooper is a just living, example ofwhat Sress-boy can do. Ive send him to visit my known

and unknown enemies, cool or what. In December nineteen

ninety five, Bub and I began protesting on the grounds of at

Renmark and Paringa District Hospital. A few days later

Josie Nelson from local television station 5a interviewed

me. I told her before the interview that my intention was to

have the people involved stood down and Bronwyns

allegations looked into and that I wanted the world to know

how disgracefully Australians treated the Aborigine, the

lawful owners of this land. Josie tried to imply that Bronwyn

and I werent interested in these things but rather we were

like her, chasing the money god; the white fellows human

rights god. On June 4 1996 Bub and I were out front of the

Berri Magistrates Court protesting when we were

approached by several coppers led by Senior Sergeant

Kevin Nitsckhe, I knew they going to arrest me because

their demons were raging in their faces, it was if they were

zombies. johnwalker you are under arrest for unpaid

warrants, Nitsckhe lied, there were no warrants. One ofthe coppers grabbed my guitar and said you wont be

needing this were you're going john. When he opened our

car door our dog jumped on Smiths back who pulled out his

gun and said call yourdogs off john or Ill shoot them. He

didnt care about the dozen or so people including young

children that were watching it was a crazy scene. Two ofthem grabbed by arms and hair, another my legs then

carried me and baby who was silent out of fear and clinging

to me in bewilderment to the police cells, where they

wrenched baby violently from my arms. Shutting me up

was their only concern they then locked me in a cell. I

sobbed like a broken man my baby, my baby lord! Do

something! The other prisoners were spinning; the demons

of fear and madness were everywhere. I want see a

lawyer. I yelled. What, where do you think you are john!

They grabbed me and took me to a padded cell where I

was ordered to strip naked then they slammed the padded

cells door; how humiliating: their speciality. After the Court

was closed they came and gave me my cloths, handcuffed

me and frog marched me into the Courtroom. The

atmosphere in that Court room was electric demons were

ragging in every eye one of them said, John Walker you

are charged with threatening to blow up the minister of

healths office in Hindmarsh square Adelaide. Talk about a

stunned mullet. Usually they charge you before you go toCourt. Magistrate Meyer lied when he said I was a

dangerous person with nowhere to live and spoke of my

daughter as if she were a thing. He further charged me with

making threats against him personally and against police

officers and members of the general community. He closed

with In view of the recent shootings in Tasmania and the

bombings in Oklahoma and in the interests of public safety,

upon apprehension he is not to be given bail, Courts

adjourned. I was then returned to a normal cell and a half

hour later police officer Hilke Starz repeated Meyers

allegation but not the rsum and left. I thought about my

baby and her birth, how I held her up and thanked the lord

for her; I said, big job lord; too big for me; its better that

you look after her. The best decision I have ever made by

a country mile, not good for Nitschke and Meyer though

their little act of madness cost them their lives and their

families a lot of pain. Later that evening I was taken to the

Adelaide Central police station and locked in an

observation cell, exhibit a. On my arrival the desk sergeantranted, Whats this we cant take him with this! A scrap of


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paper that stated I had mental problems. One of the

coppers who dropped me off said, thats all they gave us.

there were no charges and no remand warrant. Get on to

them the sergeant said in an agitated voice. The female

police officer who dropped me off phoned the Berri police,and then said to the sergeant, they are sending the paper

work by dispatch tomorrow, of course they never did. I

kept asking about my baby, the sergeant said to me. What

daughter you havent got a daughter john, the doctors

coming to certify you. I didnt know whether to laugh or cry

so for the next three months I did both. The local

newspaper put it like this. Authorities accused of

conspiracy. A Paringa man charged with a variety of

counts, including threaten life, accused the Renmark and

Paringa District Hospital and Riverland police of plotting

against him when he faced court in Berri earlier this week.

John Walker, 49, was charged with three counts of

threatening life, two counts of failing to comply with a bail

agreement, resisting police, refusing to give name and

address and encouraging a dog to attack. The last count

relates to an incident last month when the defendant

allegedly set his dog on police outside the Berri Courthouse

after they attempted to issue him with a warrant. Walker

appeared in court on Tuesday hand-cuffed and seeminglyagitated. He was represented by barrister Hugh Rischbieth,

but Walker denied that Mr Rischbieth was appearing for

him. Walker also denied the charges of threatening life and

alleged that the police and Renmark and Paringa District

Hospital had made up the allegations against him. Walker

has waged a lone campaign against the Renmark and

Paringa Distract Hospital for more than two years, claiming

he had been treated in a racist manner when he requested

medical assistance in December, 1993. He accused the

police on Tuesday of taking away his two-year-old

daughter; yelling out in Court what about my Baby. As he

was taken back to the cells the defendant alleged the

authorities had been taking babies off blackpeople for two

hundred years. Mr Walker was remanded in custody to

appear in court on August 20 1996. I spent three months

at the ARC without any legal charges or paperwork I have

a letter from the Courts Authority stating that in 1996, it was

common practice for country Magistrates to hand-write

backing sheets, a highly illegal forgery, called forging thecourt seal or forging an official legal doc like Affidavits and

under the circumstances at least ten in chokee. Chokee is

a place where they kill your spirit. I think ten years life

maybe life imprisonment; its up there with depravation of

liberty and child abuse. Corrupt Commonwealth Human

Rights Commissioner Kathleen McEvoy, a former lecture oflaw at Adelaide University and Crown Solicitor Ann

Maclean physically edited the hearing tape and I let them

know I was on to them. A few weeks later Chopper

Handley an insensitive South Sea Islands thug forced his

way into our home traumatised my daughter and arrested

me for yet another bomb threat: if I had not of had an alibi I

would be doing ten years or life at the happy farm. Earlier

that day the police and emergency services evacuated

patients from the hospital to make it look authentic.

Sergeant Ken Wilkinson was the author of that one and

many other false reports. He wrote 10/4 on the bottom of

each page of that forged AVO in an effort to fool me into

believing it was created on 10/04/1996. Magistrate

Frederich forged another back-sheet to accommodate his

bullshit; ask George Mancini and Magistrate Liddy, they

know all about it. I reckon about twelve years ago, I dont

reference anymore, I distributed a flier around the town

accusing the cops of corruption. Sergeant Jack Campaign

and a couple of other coppers came onto my propertywithout permission and started screaming outside my back

door, Come outside John we want to speak to you.

Wheres your warrant that enraged them no end, they

smashed the back door down dragged me outside whilst

two of them held me. Hake Campaign practiced his Karate

punches on me. Yah punch like the girl you are hake!

Magistrate Baldino told me to take the thousand bucks and

spiss off. I told him he was a thief and to spiss off back to

Italy and that the Mafia could do with more brown noses. I

made a written complaint to the Legal Practitioners

Conduct board about their behaviour, Jonathon Sims one

of the boards lawyers wrote to me three times and on each

occasion posed as the Lay Observer, John Forbs and

forged Johns signature on each of those three letters. Gail

Bartel who works at ABC Radio Adelaide applied to the

Court for a restraining order against me; she told the Court

that she was the Manager of the Renmark ABC and that

she lived in Renmark, her place of work a blatant lie, so

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JP to witness it however it was not dated, ask her why?

Fleur Bainger an ABC rural reporter, now stationed at the

ABC Radio in Perth, Western Australia signed an Affidavit

accusing me of holding a razor to her face, implying I was

going to slash her throat---ask her? Sergeant Wilkinsonwas the author of that one as well, ask him; local car shark

and JP, Phil Rosenthal signed and back-dated Wilkinsons

fabrication. I fronted Phil at his car yard about it, his demon

made his head jerk like a chicken, freaky it was. Phil said to

me, You and your lord can go and get fucked. In February

2010 I was arrested for breaching OConners outrageous

bail conditions. Conditions she had imposed on me before I

was released after being bashed in Yatala between

October 29 and November five 2009. One of the conditions

was that I was not allowed in Renmark, I wanted to watch a

cricket match between the land of the long black cloud and

the land of the land of the long white on Sky; our local

publican called the merchant of misery and death by josh is

too stingy to have Sky. So I went to the Renmark hotel

watch the game in the lounge room. As usual no one else

was in there: all playing pokies the dummies. I often go

there to muck around with the baby grand, however this

day the Buddha child Ann who works at the front desk at

Renmark police station saw me and had me arrested. Anndestroyed a Warrant of Apprehension that was forged by

Gavin Dallow and Sergeant Kevin Nitschke. I told her it was

a forgery and that I wanted to see the original however they

panicked and came up with a certain time has arrived and

we can legally destroy that warrant, in fact we already

have While I was in the ARC I asked Michael Heggarty a

lawyer and family stooge to make a bail application to the

Supreme Court. However with all the information he had,

that wasnt going to happen. So I was kept in custody for

another three months after which the charges were

dropped, yes they just do what they like in South Australia:

but not this time. I sent comprehensive documentation to

Kevin Rudd with special mention of the treatment of my

daughter, he ignored me. I sent similar documentation to

Robert McClelland the Minister for Human Rights at the

time; he sent my correspondence back with the word

refused written on the envelope. Over the years the old

school media, especially Channel Seven seem to be the

government fifth columnists. During the Beijing Olympicsthe media, the Australian government, its people and Satan

were as one as they willed a major catastrophe to befall the

Chinese people so they could say the Sydney Games were

better. The pot kept calling the kettle black, saying how

cruel the Chinese authorities were to their citizens accusing

them of putting people in jail on false charges without trialand shit like that. Mocking their construction methods and

designs: a more delouse people could never be. The same

black cloud that hangs over Australia now hangs over

china: must be the same coal? Im done talking this is the

readers digest version so many violent incidents have

been omitted. Well thats it folks because there is nothing

more I need to tell you. It must be refreshing to read a

biography that is not about the subject. Ask my lawyer if

youve queries he seems to know everything. At the minute

we are just skipping stones down the river and waiting to

see what you fellows are going to do next, later.


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