I have written on the issue of Police command and control as this has been my main involvement with the Papua New Guinea Constabulary.
I have nothing but contempt for the harassment and violence I have suffered at the hands of policemen of all.ranks. Only once has there been disciplinary action against the policeman concerned.
I have never been charged and convicted of any offence but been in the cells three times on fake complaints. For 4 years from 1993, I lived with Nancy until a police inspector David Joseph of Manus decided she was to be his second wife.
He ordered me to keep away from her after he convinced her that he was to get me deported for whatever reason. He knocked me unconscious in the Lae police station, was charged on complaint and gaoled for 3 months.
At one stage, I hid Nancy for two weeks. Joseph put out an All Points Bulletin (APB) on me to be arrested on sight and put in the police cells.
He would have bashed me in the cells until I told him where Nancy was. It was a relief two years later to be told he was dead. I no longer had to look over my shoulder in Port Moresby.
At one stage, I hid Nancy for two weeks. Joseph put out an All Points Bulletin (APB) on me to be arrested on sight and put in the police cells.
He would have bashed me in the cells until I told him where Nancy was. It was a relief two years later to be told he was dead. I no longer had to look over my shoulder in Port Moresby.
I moved to Port Moresby after he threatened on release from prison that he would find and kill me. He was shot dead the following year perhaps by an angry policeman. Police officers are not supposed to have sex with subordinates' wives. He was a police loose cannon.
Joseph used to boast to Nancy that he kept unhappy police wives happy with sexual pleasure when their husbands were on duty.
In 2006, I allowed my house meri to hide at my flat away from bashing from her policeman boy friend.
The constable boyfriend used to harass his girl friend at the house often with a squad car full of police. I would stand behind the door and phone the sergeant at Internal Investigations.The violent boyfriend would fade away.
For 8 years, I lived with an old Filipino man at 5 mile in a Housing Commission flat. I paid his rent, water and power. This convinced the neighbours that I would get the house when he died. They wanted the house for themselves.
So the trouble making woman neighbour set up a harassment campaign against me with the help of her policemen brother fom 6 Mile station. I was evicted by a policeman on the word of the neighbour. I was threatened with gaol. The woman would call her policeman brother at any time and he would come.
I was using the house as a care centre for AIDS Holistics and held medication for HIV and TB. I was only a stop gap measure if the people had run out of medication. I would give them enough for a week. But the trouble making neighbour stirred up hatred in the neighbourhood among her violent friends that I was visited every week by prostitutes.
The woman waited at the gate one morning. As I walked through, she hit me with a rod of iron. I swore at her and kept walking. An hour later the police from Gordons station arrived and arrested me for insulting language.
Her policemen brother arranged that. I was put in the cells, bailed and appeared in Court on a charge of insulting language. But the charge in Court was dropped as the women did not appear. She has used a false name on the charge sheet with the collusion of the police constable who arrested me.
I was eventually evicted by a herd of violent police who smashed the door down, arrested me and allowed the local criminals to plunder my property they threw on the road.
This was all the work of corrupt police, housing commission officers and the woman next door. My house was being used for prostitutes so I was told. The old man was too sick and afraid to defend me. So he stood by while criminal neighbours kicked out his only source or rent, food, water and power.
Last year, my 16 year old daughter was taken down the Waigani police station in a police van with a group of young people intercepted on the road side.
She was assaulted by a policeman who grabbed her breasts. She slapped him and was dragged out of the station and bashed under a tree by 6 policemen. She was charged with nothing as were all the young people arrested with her. This is all part of the local police weekend fund-raising.
A young girl of 10 years old was molested at our house by a drug body marijuana smoking man. She was touched and fingered. We went to the Sexual Offences Squad at Boroko and laid a charge. It was ignored.
I did have friendly contact with the Police Station Commanders at the 6 Mile and Gordons police stations but it was obvious that they had absolutely no control over the police at their station. They just did their thing regardless of their superior officer.
There are too many rogue police in the PNG Constabulary who can have their own security business as a second pay.
They can evict tenants, block roads and demand money, act as pay roll escorts and rape women in police cells. They can not be stopped except by complaint to Internal Investigations which many citizens are afraid to do,
I have been sick over the last 6 years starting with a heart attack in 2010. I allowed my daughter to live with ex-Commissioner Geoffrey Vaki and wife Serah whom my daughter called aunty and uncle. I said that they could adopt her in the event of my death.
Some 4 years ago, there was a lovely woman living in my house whom I persuaded to have a TB test to which she was tested positive. She was to be my daughter's friend. I was sick and needed help.
She was Grace Gulu daughter of violent drunk Chief Inspector Gulu. Her TB never got better even though I took her for treatment and check-up every fortnight at Pacific International Hospital with Dr Sapuri. The virus may have have immunity to medication. I have no idea of where she is now.
One night she decided she was dying and screamed and cried. She phoned her father who came to the house drunk with another drunk policeman, severely bashed me and took her away without her TB medication.
Uncle Supt Laimo Asi may know the identity of the other violent drunk basher who threw me on the bed and repeatedly punched me in the face. He screamed " Compensate her you bastard. Compensate her".
What had I done wrong? I cared for a woman with chronic TB at my own expense. She had one foolish fault by which she ignored the doctor and me. She smoked while TB infected. Dr Sapuri explained that this was a fatal mistake. But she knew better.
I complained about the vicious assault to Police Internal Affairs but there was never a response particularly from the bad tempered Chief Inspector at 6 Mile Police who investigated complaints.
In recent days, there has been a media report of Superintendant Laimo Asi and other police going to schools to talk about child abuse. If he was the violent basher in my bedroom, he has his own abuse to account for.
I do recall in the haze of punches, the young woman Grace calling Uncle Laimo to stop hitting me. If he is the basher and talking to school children, he is a wonderful, caring violent drunk rogue copper. Take out an APB on me Asi and put me in the cells. Then you can get drunk again and bash me any time. I will identify you this time if you are the one.
Asi claims that she is still alive but if she is dead it is because her violent and drunk father and uncle tore her away from her carer and TB medication which was not what she wanted. She was hysterical because her health had dropped badly.
This is not a good example for two senior police drunks, uncle Asi being the head of RPNGC in the National Capital District. Asi, you let her phone me on 73009142 to show you are not a liar. If she is dead you helped kill your niece. She called your name in my bedroom as you bashed me.
This is a corrupt police force where there is a lack of governance at all levels. I fear for what is happening at the present time. Corruption is not just at the lower ranks.
The problem started with the house stealers in the neighbourhood. They worked to remove me with with the help of corrupt police from 6 Mile and Gordons stations. They regarded Grace the daughter of a senior police officer as a prostitute who had to be removed even though she had been part of my family for almost a year.
Grace got no help from her drunk and violent father and uncle. As senior officers they were stupid people who never came near Grace up to the time they bashed her carer and took her away probably to die.
But her father once came and borrowed money from me. Grace hated her father for taking her daughter away and giving her to his childless second wife. Grace wanted her daughter back and for me to help her contact Welfare. If she is dead, how convenient !!
Trouble making neighbours saw the house as a brothel not an AIDS and TB care centre. With my forced eviction, all AIDS Holistics files were lost. All clients disappeared. One died and perhaps more.
After Grace left, a woman started working as a part time house meri. She was unemployed and had 4 children. I gave her a little money to buy food for family. Somehow the neighbours found out she was HIV positive and chased her away.
They regarded all HIV women as prostitutes. I was called the AIDS carrier who infected the women who came to the care centre. Bastards. I was not even HIV positive. I was helping people in memory of Linda and my son who died of AIDS in 2002 and 2003. That was why AIDS Holistics was formed
I do not criticize the Judiciary. It all starts and ends with corrupt police and trouble making neighbours . There are many good police but they are outnumbered. Let the Judiciary know that I reserve all my contempt for the corrupt elements of the PNG Constabulary.
There are too many rogue police in the PNG Constabulary who can have their own security business as a second pay.
They can evict tenants, block roads and demand money, act as pay roll escorts and rape women in police cells. They can not be stopped except by complaint to Internal Investigations which many citizens are afraid to do,
I have been sick over the last 6 years starting with a heart attack in 2010. I allowed my daughter to live with ex-Commissioner Geoffrey Vaki and wife Serah whom my daughter called aunty and uncle. I said that they could adopt her in the event of my death.
Some 4 years ago, there was a lovely woman living in my house whom I persuaded to have a TB test to which she was tested positive. She was to be my daughter's friend. I was sick and needed help.
She was Grace Gulu daughter of violent drunk Chief Inspector Gulu. Her TB never got better even though I took her for treatment and check-up every fortnight at Pacific International Hospital with Dr Sapuri. The virus may have have immunity to medication. I have no idea of where she is now.
One night she decided she was dying and screamed and cried. She phoned her father who came to the house drunk with another drunk policeman, severely bashed me and took her away without her TB medication.
Uncle Supt Laimo Asi may know the identity of the other violent drunk basher who threw me on the bed and repeatedly punched me in the face. He screamed " Compensate her you bastard. Compensate her".
What had I done wrong? I cared for a woman with chronic TB at my own expense. She had one foolish fault by which she ignored the doctor and me. She smoked while TB infected. Dr Sapuri explained that this was a fatal mistake. But she knew better.
I complained about the vicious assault to Police Internal Affairs but there was never a response particularly from the bad tempered Chief Inspector at 6 Mile Police who investigated complaints.
In recent days, there has been a media report of Superintendant Laimo Asi and other police going to schools to talk about child abuse. If he was the violent basher in my bedroom, he has his own abuse to account for.
I do recall in the haze of punches, the young woman Grace calling Uncle Laimo to stop hitting me. If he is the basher and talking to school children, he is a wonderful, caring violent drunk rogue copper. Take out an APB on me Asi and put me in the cells. Then you can get drunk again and bash me any time. I will identify you this time if you are the one.
Asi claims that she is still alive but if she is dead it is because her violent and drunk father and uncle tore her away from her carer and TB medication which was not what she wanted. She was hysterical because her health had dropped badly.
This is not a good example for two senior police drunks, uncle Asi being the head of RPNGC in the National Capital District. Asi, you let her phone me on 73009142 to show you are not a liar. If she is dead you helped kill your niece. She called your name in my bedroom as you bashed me.
This is a corrupt police force where there is a lack of governance at all levels. I fear for what is happening at the present time. Corruption is not just at the lower ranks.
The problem started with the house stealers in the neighbourhood. They worked to remove me with with the help of corrupt police from 6 Mile and Gordons stations. They regarded Grace the daughter of a senior police officer as a prostitute who had to be removed even though she had been part of my family for almost a year.
Grace got no help from her drunk and violent father and uncle. As senior officers they were stupid people who never came near Grace up to the time they bashed her carer and took her away probably to die.
But her father once came and borrowed money from me. Grace hated her father for taking her daughter away and giving her to his childless second wife. Grace wanted her daughter back and for me to help her contact Welfare. If she is dead, how convenient !!
Trouble making neighbours saw the house as a brothel not an AIDS and TB care centre. With my forced eviction, all AIDS Holistics files were lost. All clients disappeared. One died and perhaps more.
After Grace left, a woman started working as a part time house meri. She was unemployed and had 4 children. I gave her a little money to buy food for family. Somehow the neighbours found out she was HIV positive and chased her away.
They regarded all HIV women as prostitutes. I was called the AIDS carrier who infected the women who came to the care centre. Bastards. I was not even HIV positive. I was helping people in memory of Linda and my son who died of AIDS in 2002 and 2003. That was why AIDS Holistics was formed
I do not criticize the Judiciary. It all starts and ends with corrupt police and trouble making neighbours . There are many good police but they are outnumbered. Let the Judiciary know that I reserve all my contempt for the corrupt elements of the PNG Constabulary.
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