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Apr 07, 2007 09:54

I'm off to see the InnerGran in a matter of minutes, but meanwhile I need to infodump everything I can find on Chris here in ordert to figure out what exactly I'm going to do about stuff.

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3rd July 2004 (SDnet HOS)
On July 1st I woke up to discover my father had been murdered outside our home early in the morning. It has been a tremendous shock to my family and myself. I can't really talk about it at the moment, even though it's been 2 days since. It's still shocking and it's all still surreal.

We have no idea who did this, and the police are still investigating. I hope they catch the fucking scumbag who did this. I cannot at this time express in words what I felt when I saw his body, I only keep on seeing it whenever I close my eyes. Neither my mother or brother or I could think of anyone who would do this. My father was a harmless old man, well loved by his family and friends. Whoever fucking did this is lower than a fucking animal. The worse part is, for some who I talk to via PM and chat, they will know I have had trouble sleeping - often staying up throughout the night. On the morning of July 1st I chose not to stay up, trying to sleep. If I hadn't, I might have been able to do something.

The scariest part is that the front door was unlocked - while my mother and I were asleep. He could have come in and done what he haddone to dad to both my mother and myself. He's still out there, and every little bump in the night will get me thinking. Everytime my dogs bark at something I'll think it's someone prowling the neighbourhood.Wheelers Hill has always been a quiet neighbourhood. Now...

Anyway I need to go now. The police needed to confiscate my PC for their purposes, so I am writing this from a public terminal. I don't know when I'll get a chance to communicate with the board, but in case anyone wishes to know my family is coping as best we can. Goodbye for now.

21 Jan 2007 (SDNet Off Topic)

UPDATE

In just under a months time, my trial will commence in the Victorian Supreme Court. My lawyers are very good, but they aren't cheap, even after they've given me a reasonable discount. Due to my position I have decided to start another drive for donations.

Most of you probably know the story, or parts of it at least. Over two-and-a-half years ago my father was found brutally murdered outside our front door. About a year-and-a-quarter ago I was charged with the murder of my father. This came as an unexpected and terrifying shock tome, as I loved my father and was totally flabbergasted at the accusation that I did this heinous crime. I would spend the next five months remanded into a state prison, isolated from society, kept from my friends and family, and trying to stay safe in a place I never in a million years thought I would ever end up in.

Six weeks into my incarceration, I (well, my lawyers actually) would receive my brief of evidence. This is a folder full of statements and other items. I don't know what the process is like in other countries,but here it seems that you can be charged with a crime (a serious crime, at that) and locked up for weeks before evidence is even presented to you. It would be months before this evidence is heard in a court. In any case, I was probably the last person to read the brief as it went through my lawyers, my family and friends before it reached me.There was nothing in it anyway. From other inmates I interacted with, I discovered that the average evidence brief for a crime of this magnitude is usually around a thousand pages long, sometimes many thousands of pages long. Mine was barely over three hundred. Is this significant? I've said it before, that this is a weak, circumstantial case at best. Even the prosecutor at my commital hearing admited that it was circumstantial. The size of the brief should suggest to you its volume of evidence.

So why wasn't this thrown out at the commital hearing? If it is a weak case, it should get thrown out and not go to trial, right? The magistrate certainly has this power under certain parametres, were it not for two things that rendered me speechless. While the magistrate has the power to not commit a case to stand trial, he usually doesn't because the DPP (Director of Public Prosecutions) has the power to disregard this and directly present a case to trial. This in fact happened a week prior to my commital proceedings - a case was heard,thrown out, and the DPP decided to present it to trial anyway. Shocked yet? Disgusted? The other thing is, that if a case gets thrown out, the prosecution is obligated to pay for the defendant's legal fees.Cynically, you might think this explains the former.

So why didn't I immediately get bail at least? Bail is a right, you are presumed innocent before proven guilty, yes? In practice, no. While I understand the prudence of keeping someone charged with a serious crime locked up, the fact of the matter is I had to wait five monthsbefore evidence was even heard in a court. Bail in my case requires'exceptional circumstances' to be present in order to be approved. This is a nebulous term that isn't definitively stated in the Bail Act, so what ends up happening is the arguments for and against are put forward and it's up to a judge to say one way or another. Though he didn't toss this case out, the magistrate who presided over my commital hearing agreed that the case was weak and that exceptional circumstances were present - and so here I am.

So what makes the case weak? Before I shed a little light on this,try to understand that I can't talk about it in any great detail. Don't think that there is anything in my case that is damning - if there were, I wouldn't have gotten bail and I wouldn't be here. You just have to have faith that the following I say is true: this case is weak, ful lof hyperbole, hearsay, and character assassination. It relies on too many little things to support it, like a house of cards, and it's evidentiary and logical integrity is shockingly deficient. Something is wrong when 'proving the negative' is considered acceptable. There are other points too, which I've told friends in private.

I hope the above is enough to give you an indication of what has come before. The support I've received thus far from everybody I know has been exceptional and I'm truly grateful for that. I don't want to come across as needful, but I didn't update this with the call for more donations because things are hunky dory. The sad fact of the matter is,the prosecution has a large war chest that I could never even begin to match. They don't have to worry about resources; I do. I'm trying to get a loan to cover the legal costs but every little bit counts,particularly in paying off a loan that will put me in debt for years.

So I'm asking the board here and at LibriumArcana for help. Some of you have known me for years, a rare few of you have even met me personally and enjoyed my hospitality, and I yours, and I've interacted with a great many of you since I joined the board back in 2003. I'm sure you can all vouch for me.

It doesn't promise to be a lengthy trial, because there really isn't a tremendous volume of evidence. I hope to continue studying my Arts degree in Literature/Professional Writing, and to put this behind me. The last few years have been hard on my family and I, but we've managed to get through it and luck has to change eventually.

If any of you feel you can contribute to my legal fund, I would be enormously and eternally grateful. It is a hard thing to ask, which is one of the reasons why I've put this off for so long. I hope it's not a hard thing for you to give. My family and I would like to thank you for reading this.

-Chris.

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