Denistone Station

Anyone familiar with the Northern train line in Sydney would know Denistone Station as a strange twilight zone type of place. The trains all stop there, but no-one ever gets on or off the train. It’s like a ghost town, miles of bare concrete, but with a few lovely trees, including a Frangipani, and a couple of bottlebrushes that attract the lorikeets when they flower.

Because there is no commercial area around the station (just a big park, and houses on large blocks with established gardens), it is a haven for wildlife, and most mornings I see at least a bird or two. This morning, there were quite a few Sulphur Crested Cockatoos and I was lucky to get this shot of one looking at me.

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And this guy – just poking his face out the front door, considering his options for the new day…..

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Brendan McMahon on Bail Pending Appeal

SMH Article

“There is a debate in this case as to whether that condition was self-induced”

The judge that allowed the bail clearly thinks that there is grounds for an appeal. In court on the day of sentencing, both lawyers argued for different interpretations of the law. The law says that mental illness makes a person not responsible for their actions, but it also says that if a person takes drugs or alcohol and is responsible for their own impairment, then they must take responsiblity for their actions.

The judge ruled on the day that he was responsible, and that he must face the consequences. The expert witness (Dr Allnut) testified that there was a “history of mental illness” in the McMahon family, but during cross examination, it was revealed that in one of their first interviews (while McMahon was alledgely still in a psychotic state), McMahon had told him that his brother suffered from bipolar disorder. No-one ever checked out this story (to my knowledge), and even if it is true, does one brother with a mental illness (wether mild or severe) constitute a “family history”?

And if there is a family history, surely knowledge of this would act as a deterrent from indulging in mind altering substances.

Whatever the appeals court decides, I really don’t know if I have the strength to attend the court again. I felt a little safer knowing that McMahon was behind bars, but I feel no malice towards him. Revulsion, yes, but malice is not helpful. His acts were worse than awful, but I do believe he wasn’t well when he did them. He might be well now, but there is a very thin line between in and out of control once you have a drug addiction. McMahon claims to love all animals, but that love wasn’t enough to prevent him from becoming a monster.

The most important thing for me has always to do what I could to make sure that this never happened again. I don’t feel that I acheived very much, but it was all I could do, and now I am not sure that I can do any more. Maybe I’ll hate myself if I don’t go to court, but maybe it’s time to just let the courts decide, and let this case fade from my horizon, but I’ve never been good at hiding from an ugly truth. I have already been pilloried by the press, and marginalised so that my input into the case would probably do more harm than good at this point.

I don’t belive that the criminal justice system should be solely concerned with punishing the perpetrators of crime, nor should it be only concerned with protecting the innocent. If there is to be social justice in our criminal system, it must be concerned with rehabilitation, and prevention as protection from evil, rather than punative action after the fact.

The victims in this case have no voice, and my voice is not loud enough.

They’re Home !

Thank you to everyone who contacted me with messages of support, and who tolerated my dramatic reactions to my Dad’s accident. Mum and Dad arrived safely this morning (no thanks to the insurance company), and are relaxing at home.

Mum and I brought down her futon bed from upstairs for Dad, so that she can sleep downstairs in my old room and be able to hear if he needs her in the night. Tomorrow I’ll install a DVD player for him so he can watch movies and digital TV with the touch of a button. It’s going to be a very boring three months before he’s allowed to walk, or drive a car, so he’s going to need all the entertainment he can get.

I’ve ordered him a new 24″ iMac, but it will take a few weeks (it’s got a special video card, and a larger hard drive, so it will be built to order), and in the meantime he won’t have much to entertain him. Maybe I should start an internet hoax – “Old man wants to collect more get well cards than previous spotty youth…..”.

Apparently they’re serious about going back to Burma/Myanmar next year, and taking me with them. Can’t wait!