TOP COP ACTS TO REDRAW – Wednesday March 27 2013

– Ken Lay is not the sort who likes to make a big noise. When he became Chief Commissioner in 2011 his aim was to go about his business as quietly as possible, avoiding the controversy that has dogged the office in recent years.
So his decision to go public with claims some police are using performance-enhancing drugs and have criminal links to outlaw bikies shows that he sees it as a huge problem.
There has been an unsuccessful attempt to infiltrate the anti-bikie Echo Taskforce and now a separate Taskforce, codenamed Eagle, has been set up to coordinate at least seven investigations into unexplained links between bikies and police.
Lay was given a briefing late last year that police caught in the body-image culture were visiting gyms frequented by bikies an suspected of being centres for the distribution of steroid-like drugs.
The consequences are frightening. Many of these drugs not only affect the body but also alter the mind, with “roid rage” being a dangerous consequence.
A footballer on the gear is a cheat. A policeman using the same product is a potential killer.
What police aren’t saying is they are concerned about some of their front-line units – the ones used for major confrontations and whose members have to decide the level of force required in a split-second.
There are others who work in stations who have left the police academy as skinny kids and in a suspiciously short time have bodybuilder physiques. And then Lay had to struggle with a generation gap. Many younger police are embracing body art, getting themselves full-sleeve and body tattoos.
Senior police don’t like it, but have to live with it. But it’s not just a fashion argument, as investigations show some police have been going to tattoo parlours controlled by bikie gangs. And the fear is that while sitting in a chair getting inked up, young officers may (in many cases inadvertently) give away good mail on confidential investigations.
Lay plans to remind all police, from recruits to senior officers, of the dangers being groomed by bikies who are using an age-old method known as the “Three Cs”: cultivate, compromise, corrupt.
The Echo Taskforce has found the bikie problem is much worse than previously imagined – with links to nightclub security, strip clubs, heavy haulage, trucking, debt collecting and illicit drugs.
For years police have ignored bikies. Now Lay is determined to take them on.
And if that makes a big mouse, so be it – John Silvester

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About Jumpin' Jack Cash

Deep connections are the most important aspect of my existence. I don’t care if people don’t know what they want. I love books. I’m cynical of love stories, although I’m romantic. I adore gardens. I like women who challenge me. I love the rain as an excuse to stay inside and dream. I'm furiously impatient. If I ask you a question best to tell me the truth as I'm likely to already know the answer. I'm a carnivore. I continuously underestimate the magic of fresh flowers in my home. I love warm rain in the summer. My mood elevates to epic proportions when the sun shines. Tell me not to do something and I'll do it twice and take photos. Running is my antidepressant. I loathe lies. I rarely forgive a lie. Loyalty and honesty are my most noble virtues, and I value them more than anything in other people. I love to love, and am able to fall in love very quickly, although it's only ever happened once. I understood myself and fixed myself only after destroying myself. My greatest excitement comes from deliberately getting lost in foreign cities. I can be extremely loud and frighteningly silent. I hate insinuations. I love storms. Justice for all. I'm a proud man, but welcome the influence of the feminine soul. I have two sisters. I’m a dreamer. I’m a deep thinker. Don’t deal with guilt trips or drama that well. I'm extremely stubborn and persistent. I'm brilliant at keeping secrets. I love driving. I become absolutely and completely lost while watching a burning fire. When the toast pops from the toaster I’m never ready and shit myself. I play the guitar, but require much improvement. Solitude and warmth of the sun are perfect together. I’ve been married once and now divorced. I’m a music junkie. Chocolate mousse is the shit. I curse too much. I find it difficult to make friends. I spent four years as a firefighter. I’ve run my own company since 1991. Bright lights, big cities. I’ve been an executive producer of a feature film. Some people don’t care, and that’s the biggest let-down of the human race. There are cures and solutions for many evils, but no remedy for the worst of them all - the apathy of human beings. The sound of the Italian language being spoken is as good as my favourite music. I hate corrupt cops. I relentlessly and passionately pursue anybody and anything that sets my soul on fire. I'm a dog lover, and all my dogs are considered family members. I have an obsession with photography. I have some close friends who are household names, but shall always remain anonymous. I’m crazy but not lazy. Losing a soulmate has hurt me badly. My two young sons are the nucleus of my universe. I love airports. I love freedom. If you are dishonest or disloyal, I can erase you from my life and memory immediately and permanently. I yearn to explore, dream about and discover as many friendships, deep connections and places, one possibly can in a lifetime.
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