The Making of an Outlaw
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Link: http://www.futureofmankind.co.uk/meier/gaiaguys/Call.me.Laure.O.htm Be advised that this matter deals with extreme violence, sexual references and adult themes. A message for the REAL backpacker murderers It is quite likely that those involved in the backpacker murders in Belanglo Forest are reading these articles. I have something to say to you. The man serving time for these crimes is innocent of them. At the very least, leave a letter with your attorney to be opened after your demise, or make a deathbed confession, preferably with plenty of witnesses because the State of N.S.W. wants this covered up. After all you won't be the 'famous backpacker murderers' unless you do this, and every serial killer wants attention. I challenge you to contact the good people who run this site, or me, and talk about what you have done. I know you are out there. I am not afraid of you. Most likely you have an interest in the occult and satanism. So who are you scared of? Talk. "Alice Smith" Please scroll right down for late breaking February, 2007 updates on this story which will not go away. - Belanglo Murderer DNA Found on Recent Murder Victim "Ivan Milat was not the only suspect in this case. There were other suspects, in particular one from Wollongong of European origin whose children saw him doing suspicious things. The man from Wollongong had a long history of violence against women and many criminal convictions including convictions for paedophilia. He was obsessed with guns and had been in the armed forces overseas. He looks not unlike Ivan Milat in appearance and is of similar build. This particular suspect's car was seized by Task Force Air and human bloodstains were found in the back. If police really want to reopen the case they could start by comparing his DNA with that found under the victim's fingernails." - JULY 19th, 2005 (SCROLL RIGHT DOWN FOR ENTIRE ARTICLE) The Making of an Outlaw by "Alice Smith" In 1991 my father was killed in suspicious circumstances in Canberra after speaking publicly in an interview with Jana Wendt about things that were happening in Telecom that he didn't agree with. My father hated lies and injustice. He was a proud Scot whose ancestors had fought the English on many battlefields. I fought hard to have his death properly investigated and suffered threats by the Federal Police and staff of the Canberra Coroners' Court. I was threatened with being arrested for 'contempt of court' if I did not stop doing my own investigations into my father's death and also with defamation proceedings if I did not stop publicly calling the investigation a total farce. In normal cases the coroner welcomes input from the victim's family but in my case I was persona non grata in the whole affair. This is where I got my nickname, Cat Ballou. The 'real' Cat Ballou avenged her father's death, and so did I, though I can't talk about that here. Rest assured those responsible, though, have had to leave town and will never sleep well at night again. In late 1992 I took my children, aged five and six, to Disneyland. While there they indicated that they did not want to see their father when they returned. Though we had been separated for four years due to his drunkenness and violence I allowed him access to the children whenever he wanted it and we usually went on holiday together. He had a history of violence against women and children, having been jailed in about 1978 for nearly killing his wife. She sufferered horrendous injuries. She was blinded in one eye and her uterus came out of her body. It was a sickening attack but he was such a good liar I was convinced she had exaggerated. However I was determined the children would have a father and I had done my best to keep things civil. But when the children said "Isn't it good that Daddy is on the other side of the world and he can't hurt us" as we sat on the balcony of the Dunes Hotel in Las Vegas, I was worried. We returned to Sydney airport and their father picked us up. The children, wearing Mexican hats, refused to go near him. I said "Go on, give Daddy a big hug", but they hid behind me. That night I woke up in my mother's house and heard my son saying "You can't tell her, if you do he'll kill us." My daughter replied "If we don't tell her I would rather be dead anyway." Then my daughter came and got into my bed and said "Daddy has done some very rude things to us. He showed us horrible pictures and movies and he made us touch his rude parts." I was shocked and sickened but I believed my children right away. Soon my son came in and confirmed that it was true. I could not handle any more information than that and in the morning I called in the Bulli Child Protection police. Then began days and days of interviews with the children and the police. Sometimes I would sit and listen, sometimes my mother would, but what we heard shocked and sickened us. My children had been sexually assaulted ever since they could remember in horrible and bizarre ways. Their father had injected them with drugs, made them smoke marijuana and drink alcohol. They said their father put something in my coffee and I would fall asleep for hours. I remembered those times and I had thought I just had a bad virus or something. I did not realize I had been drugged. He had put on a dress on many occasions, and would take my son every Friday down the main street of Wollongong while dressed as a woman. As my children were too young to understand dates and times, the assaults were narrowed down to four which had occurred on Christmas Eve 1992. I cannot detail them because they sicken me. My daughter had had a knife held to her throat and my son, when he said "We are going to tell our mother", was taken to Woonona Beach where he was held under the water. He said "I was sure I would die. I thought my lungs would burst." My children continued to be interviewed by police about other assaults after he was charged. They were talking about photos and videos being taken and about other children being present. It seemed their father was involved in a paedophile ring. I knew that he was friends with Wollongong mayor Frank Arkell and that there were rumours that Arkell was a paedophile. He was later charged but was ritually murdered by a professed satanist youth before he could appear in court. I tried to get the children into counselling but everywhere they had a waiting list of many months. This belies the perpetrator's current campaign against us on the Internet (look up 'false memory syndrome' and you will read everywhere of the 'notorious Wollongong case where a man was wrongfully jailed for seven months') where he claims counsellors implanted false memories in my childrens' minds. They must have been clever if they were able to do it before they even met the children. And of course he never mentions his first family, the two boys and one stepdaughter who also allege horrendous abuse. He tries to convince people that my children were the only ones he had because if they find out a total of five children and two women are all saying virtually the same things about him, it doesn't look good for him. He's a liar, and a very clever one. He's sophisticated, educated, worldly and a psychopath. He works part time in the Wollongong Salvation Army store to avoid being harassed about having been on the dole for so long. He is a German citizen who has been in Australia for 30 years and has spent 27 of those years on the dole to avoid supporting any of his four children. He is a convicted car thief, paedophile and wife basher. He has been arrested for violent offences on at least 30 occasions. He fled Canada in the early 1970s following a long jail term during which time he completed his Higher School Certificate. I have been unable to establish what he really did in Toronto, Canada, though his only explanation to me was 'It was just a street fight that got out of control." So why is he still here? Ask the Minister for Immigration. She seems very good at getting rid of people who would make good migrants, and even innocent people like Cornelia Rau, but she allows these kind of bludgers with criminal records to stay. He is not an Australian citizen. He also dislikes Australians intensely, as well as his own countrymen, Germans, as he says since World War 2 they have become weaklings. He idolizes Adolph Hitler. As the months went by and interviews continued, the children revealed more and more about his activities. They told how he liked to dress in a black gown and use a dagger to kill animals. They said he gave them baby rabbits to hold, told them to give the rabbits names, then cut off their heads in front of them, saying "This is what will happen to you if you tell anyone about this." They said there were many other people present when these terrible things happened and they began to describe rituals.