Hello there. Someone called Rachael Dickberryhead from Otorohanga

has just worked out that belonging to a hate-site, being suspected that she was involved in electoral fraud or saying that she is (or is not) a law graduate in public is certainly not the ticket into local body politics or for admission to the bar.

Oh dear how sad. Talk to your old pal kalpal, she's the one that dragged you into it - maybe she will send you a cowpat for compensation. Cowpat compensation how nice. Cowpat Kal and moron head Dickberry, sounds kind of sweet. Love your cartoons Rachael. Found your teeth yet? If you haven't and you're starving, boil up some kumaras and suck on them.

Thought for the day for the hangbainers.

These people always felt they were entitled to interfere with the Course of Justice. They deliberately spread lies during the trial and before. They dug for dirt on anybody that they could. They perpetuated the myths about the paper run being an 'alibi' they hinted at 'information' they had about David, how he'd been in a mental institution, how he'd confessed. All of this of course was recorded and it makes me realise that so arrogant were these people in their persecution of David and Joe, and being in the 'right' to promote rumour and lies with the intention of seeing an innocent man imprisoned for a second time, that they were careless. Absolutely careless, having no regard for the trail that they left behind and which would one day would be effortlessly followed.

Now there will be many concerned that they were not more careful with their identities, that their blood lust had not drawn them so readily into carelessness. There will be others who now regret the company and allies that they chose to do their dirty work, who will regret connections that can not now be denied. They ran out with the careless form and impatience of warriors, sated by hate and blood lust, confident of victory and unaware even when it had escaped them that they were consuming themselves, beating themselves, and that when they paused for breath or in moments of bewilderment they realised just what they had done to themselves.

Yes, to them themselves, because these are not people that have any concern for others, they will attempt to hurt others without thought, but cry the loudest and sob at their own misfortune. I doubt that they even have compassion for one another and indications are now that a wealth of further information will come from the rehabilitated and frightened in their ranks. These people never had the fortitude brought by the truth, they never had the strength that makes one man or woman fight for another against all odds because they believe it is right to do so. They had no strength at all except the counterfeit strength of bravado and hate.

Now, as these times continue we will see revealed more and more about these 'people,' we will see them become afraid, finally realising that is they, 'themselves' that have lost something, have further things to lose, realising that the battle they personalised against others has become personalised against them. There will be those among them who will realise that not only will they be named, others taken to Court, but that their history, and this part of NZ history will and is being recorded for posterity as a time of witchcraft and darkness that was captured into day.

Garth McVicar, the ends justifies the means...?

When Garth McVicar plotted with Hide and David Garrett to gain political influence and a voice in Parliament McVicar must have thought that dealing with a couple of convicts was the ends to justify the means. How heroic, that he should be able to put aside all his 'values' for the greater good. What tremendous bravery to enter into duplicity and deceit to further his cause, what a hero. And even more heroic that he should hide when the balloon went up and be so willing to throw the convict, his erstwhile mate, to the wolves. Very understandable Garth, that you should be the first to flee because you work with deceit and shadows, you work with emotions and pain not your own to twist and heighten anguish, your roadshow of grief that clearly brings you such pleasure is far more important than honesty, compassion or being able to forgive - so why would you forgive Garrett for doing your dirty work, why wouldn't you abandon him and flee to live and fight another day so that you might again offer you fake solace to strangers and enjoy the outpouring of their grief to you?

Dear Rodney Hide,

I've got home now, but it hasn't made any difference. I can't rest. I'm disturbed, I keep thinking that you've been trying to whack it up me to save your own skin. Not only that, but save McVicar's tannery old bum as well.

Besides all this, I'm suspicious about these pills you've said I should take because on the label it says 'Swallow until Dead.' I don't know what to think Rodney, I trusted you after mummy died and you took over my teddy bear. But now people are saying things. They don't understand my pranks Rodney even though you said they would.

your bestess ever friend,

yours sincerely, from your own special..

Davy

'What do you think Garth?' asked Rodney.

'Get rid of the prick before we all go down.'

'Now the situation has become untenable, it's every man for himself David. Don't worry about jumping,' said Rodney. 'I'll give you a push. Tallyho, bottoms up, good chap.'

'But what's the difference between today and yesterday, you've known all this for years.'

'The difference old son, is that I'm sprung as well and I'm more important than you.'

'How's that?'

'Well, I'm shorter and fatter for a start. Besides that I'm the party leader not the Captain of a ship.'

'Shouldn't we blame Garth? It was his idea.'

'Listen David, Garth's an important man. I'm an important man and you're a crook. I don't know why I ever trusted you.'