The clock is ticking here. If it is shown that the public don’t respect the memory of Carl Williams then the killers will be emboldened to take out his father and horror of horrors his ex-wife. We must rehabilitate Carl to the full extent of what intellectual honesty allows. Because while we might have thought this story was about gangsterism, in reality it was a story about the sort of corruption that illegal drugs brings about. The real dynamic here is police corruption. So its important for everyone to forget everything they thought they knew about Carl and start over again.
Part of my methodology, when getting across a subject entirely unfamiliar to me, is to start the process of public speculation when I’m still coming from a point of view of almost total ignorance. That way incoming information, which is old hat to everyone else, becomes new data to test my wild speculations. Clearly you can see from my last post that I knew nothing about these people. This willingness to lay bare the process of weighing the evidence and initially screwing things up in a huge way is important to how I go about things. What it does is it desensitizes my readers and me to the opprobrium often attached to getting things wrong. For me getting things wrong is part of the process of moving to an increasingly more realistic point of view.
We will go a long way to uncovering who the killers are on this blog. We will open up the veins of this story, and delineate the pathways, up through those veins, that would take conscientious investigators right back to the black heart of Police Corruption. But it will be a long process. And part of it involves me buying the book of the Mother of a fellow who I will likely be defaming.
Now it was an attractive idea for me that the much-maligned outer-suburban man, when push came to shove, might prove adequate to take on the mob and prevail utterly against them. But in view of the wider scope of this enquiry, and with respect to Carls father, his daughter, and his ex-wife, we will not be assuming this is the case at all. We will not be accusing Carl of being any sort of uber-warrior, since we will not assume that he killed someone just on account of; “so-sez the-fuzz.”
Why do you all hate him so much? All I can do is point out why I don’t disrespect him too much at this stage of the enquiry. Lets talk comparatively for starters. I was shocked at the people on ABC unleashed dissing Carl horribly. They were getting mixed up between the idea that we must find his killers and the idea that he was allegedly a bad man. Using introspection alone I’m imagining they hated him for the following reasons:
1. The press always showed him smilling.
2. He put on some weight.
3. He’s an anglo-saxon boy from the outer Western suburbs.
4. Some success has been had with the police and media painting him as a psychopath.
5. They watched the popular TV-show “Underbelly” whereas I’ve never seen an episode. I’m approaching this story with fresh eyes.
Now look. Sorry everyone. So far at least I’m not seeing a psychopath. So far I’m not really even seeing a GANGSTER as such. Rather, what I am seeing, is a situation where everything was quiet and settled and not particularly culpable cops, were living the high-life, on a well-ordered system of what was effectively dealer-licensing. What I’m seeing is that the Morans were basically licensed dealers, and that might have worked out for awhile if Jason Moran and the others had been great masters at business and diplomacy.
While the cops are supposed to be enforcers and protectors of LAW …….. ORDER ….. AND JUSTICE….. In reality where there is drug prohibition the cops serve ODER ONLY, and law and justice are made to take a backward step. So what they do is maintain ORDER (in reality pretty much their only goal)….. whilst law and justice can go to hell. As practitioners of ORDER rather than the higher values, the tendency for them is to utterly crush that side of any dispute, that looks to be the weaker side. That way they utterly crush the little guy, and the status quo is maintained without too much drama. So a police-sponsored gangster shoots you in the guts, it looks like YOU AND NOT HE are destined for further trouble. Since from the Police point of view its easier to abuse the wrong fellow to keep the clamps down on the situation. Its far easier to demoralize the little guy then it is to unravel the comfortable quiet reality of everyone wetting his beak on the drug-dealers high margins.
Once in awhile the so-called little-guy perceives his family is at threat. Once in awhile the person the low-life gangster filth, and the cops, try to demoralize, proves to have a little bit more mettle then what they bargained for.