Thanks SicnTired. I am hoping that what I have started will be looked on by legal experts and changed into a concise dossier which could be presented in parlaiment, instigating actions which could be followed through to create definite change.
I created the Luke's Army group on facebook, and then facebook closed down my personal profile. So now, because I am just administrator, I have lost the ability to hide the group members. I emailed them about it the other day but received no response.
Thankyou once again
Michael.

Mick its been a while. How are you doing.

Yes we live constant fear of these arseholes. What a thing for a new mother to feel at child birth.

The hospitals are becoming a dangerous place for parents to go to have children. The service is getting like a lottery draw. One day a nice nurse the next day Dr Death wanting to use welfare service as a means to defend the incompetence.

One doctor was using DoCS as a power arm to convey children into voluntary unneeded ear operations deeming it was essential for the child psychological development.

all research pointed at there was no correlation to a child's learning and glue ear and this doctor was just a butcher looking for foster kids to operate on. Oh yeah they all make DR Death look normal here at Bundaberg.

Beautifully said NWO. Can we vote for you in our next election .. lol

love it good 4 u hunni u r my hero Charmaine xxoo

wow..

"just because you may have taken drugs or drunk alcohol"

I wasn't talking about the average person who might have a social drink occasionally, I'm talking about the ones who neglect their kids because they're too out of it, and their whole lives are based on using and getting more .. rather than basing their lives on looking after their kids..

I agree that "Lifes misfortunes fall disproportionately on the young" that's why parents need to put aside their own selfish desires and hedonistic lifestyles so that they can provide stable, safe and nurturing homes environments for their kids..

Not lifestyles dominated by drugs, dealers, police, jails, starvation, neglect, violence and chaos.. the costs to children of parental substance abuse is horrendous..

I know who momma is, she has been badgering me with false accusations and slander all over facebook. She has attacked me and then called the police to press charges, when all I did was hold her back as she severely scratched my face. I have never hit her, and never will.
Janine M. White on facebook. She has been emailing people and posted all sorts of horrible crap.
http://www.facebook.com/profile.php?id=100000922697911&v=app_2309869772#!/group.php?gid=177005468124&v=wall&story_fbid=453544213124

Well here are some truths about this fuckhead.

Janine spent two months in the pschyc or mental health ward earlier this year. It was not Janine's first stint in the nuthouse. She has actually been locked down here a few times, the most recent before this was about ten years ago, to her credit.
It is hard to believe that Janine would say such things about others in her original post, when you consider that Janine is an ex-prostitute from King's Cross, who had a chronic apetite for heroin for many years.
Janine invited me to her bbq one day. I went and picked up the bbq from her friends house for her, and laid down in her bed while she went out and got drunk with her friends before the bbz.
I was awoken by a phone call from Janine checking I was still at her house and everything was alright. I informed her that she had woken me up and all was ok.
I was woken up again shortly after this phone call by Janine's friend who I had briefly met earlier that morning, Heidi.
Heidi informed me that she had taken it upon herself to pack all of my belongings into the back of my ute, and I was to leave immediately. I of course refused and stated I would talk to Janine about it, it was none of her business.
Heidi immediately went into attack mode. Throwing punches and trying to scratch me. An eye witness account from the friend who accommpanied her (Janine was nowhere to be seen), stated I held her head down on the bedside table, but once I let her go she began attacking me again.
I fled downstairs, where heidi was close in pursuit. Heidi began throwing punches again, she then gave up on that idea and picked up a frying pan and proceeded to attack me with that, until I, without striking her, disarmed her.
Heidi then armed herself with a steel broomstick handle, without the broom on the end. I once again disarmed her, without striking her or harming her, the friend of Heidi's also confirmed this.
Heidi then proceeded to start throwing punches and trying to scratch me again. Somehow none of these attacks injured me, as I dragged her to the door and pushed her outside.
One would think, me being 6' 4", Heidi would have the sense to give up, she is around 5'4". But no, according to about a dozen people who I was talking to at a pub about a week ago who all know her, this is Heidi all over.
In the last month, Heidi has been arrested for head butting someone in a bar. She has also been previously arrested for smashing a glass into someone's face in another bar. Heidi does this all the time, but this is forgotten the moment she makes a call to the police with accusations of violence from a male.
No, Heidi keeps forcing her way back in the unit again to resume her attacks, as I continually push her back out, until I am holding her face down. When I let her up this time, she finally quits, but immediately calls the police.
Seven police cars arrived, and without so much as a word, I was dragged off to the watchhouse. My story counted for nothing. I have been charged with assault, one of the times I pushed her out the door she grazed the screen door with her face on the way out. A pretty good effort if you ask me. Fifteen minutes of continuous attacks upon me, and all she got was a graze on the face.
Where is Janine White while this is happening in her apartment? Nowhere to be seen, despite having been at lunch with Heidi all afternoon.

When Janine recently heard I was visiting my best friend's house, I counted the times she phoned, and visited.
Eight phone calls before the visits started, and then she came over, and then went home, thirteen times. If this is not showing mentally unstable behaviour then what is. This continued until Janine became extremely intoxicated from alcohol, an arguement ensued and I threw her out. She continued returning, wanting to argue and attacking me, so all I could think of was to put the hose on her.
You see, you shouldn't mix alcohol with prescription medication, which Janine has been prescribed by mental health.
But that is ok, because Janine is one of these mentally unstable people who beleives she doesn't need to be on medication.
Janine is bipolar. One of the symptoms of being bipolar is that you tend to be more than a little nasty. Vindictive I would call her, to the point of fabricating lies and continuously attacking me, following me on websites such as forums.altnews.com.au and facebook.
She has attacked me physically more than once, but on this particular occassion, there was a repeated attack, where I pushed her, screaming, punching, kicking and scratching, out the door.

Another night Janine contacted me offering to pay for my taxi to come over to my best friend's house for his birthday party. Against my better judgment I accepted the offer. I try to stay as far away from her as possible.
I had not been feeling the best on this next occassion, my best friends birthday, and as I stand in front of God I promise I had drunk one bottle of beer.
Janine had not brought any beers over, but as per usual, had almost to the point of gluttony, feasted on my best friends beers with voracity, as well as her own supply of bourbon, each time she returned home.
Drunk as she was, Janine still drove down to the bottleshop twice that night, with her six year old son in the car. The second time she smoked up the tyres in front of my best friends house. The thing is, it was my best friends birthday, and most likely his last.
My best mate PO has cancer, and has been in a wheel chair for twenty years after a car accident. I am his main carer, but he lives directly opposite Janine. PO was ringing me all night the night before last because he was stuck on the floor, in his own piss and vomit, and couldn't get up. And I didn't hear my phone. I was more or less living with PO until the continual disruptions from Janine. Now he has noone.

I put in an application for a domestic violence order against her recently, but abstained from following through with it after she assured me she would not phone me and message me continuously anymore. I was not doing it out of spite, but out of desparation. I have been attending counselling for eighteen months since the death of my son. Counselling for grief and trauma. Constantly I bring up her constant barrage of offensive slander to my counsellor, and how severely it effects me.
I recently received a complaint from my cousin 1800km away in Brisbane regarding Janine, who was harassing her. Janine had never met my cousin Amber. She also repeatedly harassed my father. She also sends personal messages to people she has never even met, who are on my friends list on facebook, and people who are members of the Luke's Army Group on facebook.

Janine went back home, several times on this next particular night of my friends birthday, only to return again and again, after I once again threw her out, hurling abuse and repeated physical attacks, until I dragged her outside once more and put the hose on her, as I had done on previous occasions, like you do with rabid dogs who fight.
Janine, with her hardly noticeable mark on her neck where I had held her back, rang the police and cried that I had hit her.
In this type of situation, invariably there will be a swag of police, all fired up and ready to take on some big bad woman basher. I never laid a finger on Janine M White, and I never will. She is a sick woman, but police need to recognise this when dealing with her.
However, there were six police cars. No questions asked, I was placed in handcuffs and taken straight to the police station, my face covered in blood from where Janine had scratched me during her relentless attacks.
The arresting officer talked to the officers who had taken a statement from Janine over the phone, in front of me.
He asked them if there was much injury to her, because I had blood all over my face where she had scratched me. I was driven home by the police later that night, and as they let me out of the back of the paddy wagon, Janine's abusive phone calls resumed.
I put the phone on loud speaker in front of the two police officers who had driven me home, as I pleaded with her that we should cease communication.
She flatly refused and stated that she would continue her harassment and abuse. I asked the policemen to go back and inform the other officers involved in this incident.
I had only changed my phone number, a number I had used for several years, because of Janine's continuos badgering with calls and texts, two months earlier.

She did the same thing to her previous partner, and the one before that. In fact Janine's last partner went to jail for six months because he allegedly would not leave her alone.
They police do not care and have pursued me relentlessy to press charges. Janine informed me about two weeks ago that these officers, from the edmonton police station, had visited her and advised her to lure me to her house, and then contact them, so as to breach my bail conditions.
Janine cannot control her impulses, and still contacts me to this day. I do not know if it is because she is in love with me, or is just a sick puppy.
Only three nights ago my house was surrounded by police, and I was arrested, put in hand cuffs and dragged off to spend the night in the watchhouse without so much as an explanation, a question asked, or a chance to speak.
I was held on charges of breach of bail, because Janine has alleged that I threatened her with text messages. The magistrate could spot these phoney claims a mile off and asked why there were no details of the threats on the phone records.
There were no orders in the bail conditions regarding contact with Janine, and I had been sitting quietly at home.
In truth, Janine has continued to phone me and text me, up until only a couple of days ago. It is part of her mental condition that she must take her anger, anxiety, whatever it is out on a particular individual. She does not do it to everyone, but acts as a predator on her unfortunate chosen victim of her perverted sickness.
I tell you this my friends, because in all honesty, although I promise you have not thrown a punch at either of these women, because of my wild past, there is a chance I may be incarcerated next week.
I have been to jail before, fifteen years ago. It seems since I lost Luke, I have gone off the rails totally. I have lost the will to live, and do not have much interest in anything anymore. I am a broken man, and who better to lay the boot in than the people who dragged my son off screaming, the police. I will submit much of (CMC) and the ombudsman. Beyond that all I can hope is that the presiding judje is unbiased and intelligent, like the one I encountered this last week. That is why they are judges and not police, they are a special breed, I hope.

Well said Mick and BTH.

and Momma, you are very judgemental and unfortunately you speak without much knowledge. I dare say you have a few skeletons in the closet yourself ...

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