The lady was wearing a very form-fitting pair of jean shorts, a tight singlet that highlighted her athletic physique and an exposed, coloured bra. It seemed to me that the woman was receiving as much attention as was the fire.
"The occupant of the address, Jean, is in the cells and has admitted to receiving all of the stolen property. Jean also says that the pistol and ammunition are hers," Dave told me. "However, she's lying -- none of it is hers."
.. after a lengthy chat where we talked about her future and where her life was headed, she reassessed her options, and admitted that none of the stolen items were hers. She told me that if she didn't take the blame on behalf of Grim, she would get a beating from him. I didn't know if this would actually happen or not, but Jean looked scared.
You're a bloody unmanly, cowardly sook who hides under a woman's skirt, that's who you are. Call yourself a gang member? You must be bloody kidding me. It's unbelievable that any gang would allow a cowardly soft arse like you in.
I have no desire to identify or embarrass the woman involved in this story so have changed her name.
Had there been an old lady listening she could have felt offended and we could have arrested the youth, but apparently police officers cannot be offended.
Unfortunately, it was not uncommon for both males and females to make false allegations that they had been sexually violated. The most common motives for these false complaints were that one party sought revenge on the other for some perceived wrongdoing or because a relationship had ended acrimoniously. These false complaints wasted a great deal of police time, time that would have been better spent investigating real crimes committed against real victims.
Being called names such as 'pig' and being subjected to verbal abuse comes with the job. That is why the book's title seemed so appropriate
By 16 I'd had enough of school and decided to leave. By all accounts I was a challenging student and, in fact, many of my teachers encouraged me to leave....
I had never studied in my life. Didn't you simply go to school, listen, ask questions, then sit and pass the exams? It had worked that way for me up to this point.... I asked one of the more clever recruits what this study lark was all about and learnt about mnemonics, moving pictures and other memorising techniques. These tools turned out to be bloody handy and once I got the hang of them I found that learning was easy enough and got on with it.
My final pre-entry interview was conducted ... by a police inspector in Timaru.... His final question to me was: 'Why do you want to join the police?' I knew I was supposed to to tell him that I wanted to do good for the community, make a difference to people's lives and turn troubled youths around, etc. However, erroneously believing that that the police were trained to detect liars and not wanting to be caught out, I told him the truth.
... at some stage things started to go horribly wrong. Slapping and hitting crept into their relationship slowly and increased in severity and frequency as time progressed. Glennis's husband had an accident and as a result his eyesight became very poor. She detailed how the violence he inflicted upon her increased greatly following the accident....
That is all incredibly vague about who did what to who, which is exactly the hypocritical Feminist way of talking about Domestic Violence. It is only when you get to the fourth sentence out of the above quoted four sentences that it is stated who actually carried out any of the violence. So it seems to me that the author is just reporting what Glennis told him, and she did not tell him who committed what violence, at first. Why didn't she? Becuse it was mutual violence, undoubtedly. Now, let's assume that Glennis had started some, most or all of the violence, in the initial phases. What would have been her husband's options? Could he have complained to the Police? No, because the Police would either have hung up on him (which I have experienced) or arrested him on the basis that he was a male gang member and they wouldn't believe anything he said (I have also experienced the Police refusing to believe me). Could he have run away to the Men's Refuge? No, because there is no such thing as a Men's Refuge. So he had to either fight back or leave the relationship (and probably his children too).
Glennis says that her husband had had an "accident". Apart from telling lies, women's other great talent is doing things by accident-on-purpose. The chances are that that "accident" was not an accident at all.
I first heard about this book on the National Radio programme "Nine to Noon," where the author was interviewed about his book and this episode in particular. He said what a nice person Glennis was, which shows how chivalrous, biased and anti-male he is. He had no rational means of knowing what kind of a person she actually was. Also noteworthy is the way the Feminist interviewer focussed on this particular incident, which she did because it featured a woman as a stereotypical victim of Domestic Violence. She did not mention any of the incidents in which women made false allegations, of course!
Dave had taken it upon himself to make sure that I passed the test and literally dragged me the final 400 metres to the finish line.
Sarge also taught me that Sundays were very quiet and that on late shifts we should go to the movies to ensure that there was no disorder in the theatres. Often we had to stay for the whole movie just in case trouble erupted. It never did.
While there he told me that whenever confronted with a nasty and very sad incident like the suicide we'd just encountered, it was okay to pop home to consume a couple of fingers of whisky.
Men have no rights,
but aren't less human.
We blame sexism.