Peaches Geldof inquest told she hid heroin in sweet box Peaches Geldof's husband Tom Cohen says the 25-year-old presenter had started using heroin again in February this year as inquest hears there was no evidence she intended to take her own life
The fatal heroin dose that killed Peaches Geldof was discovered in a box containing sweets, an inquest has heard.
The 25-year-old mother of two was found dead in April in the spare bedroom of her home in Kent, with her 11-month old son Phaedra, close by in another room. Having successfully beaten her heroin addiction several months before, the inquest heard she had begun using again in February this year.
Police who searched the house after her death discovered almost seven grams of high purity heroin worth around £550 hidden in a cloth bag in a cupboard.
Elsewhere they also found almost 80 needles and a number of burnt spoons, used by addicts to prepare the drug for injection.
The syringe containing the fatal dose was discovered in a cardboard box next to the bed containing sweets.
Miss Geldof’s own mother, Paula Yates died of a heroin overdose in 2000 and the hearing heard how on the night before her death, she had posted a picture of herself as a child with her late mother on a social networking page, with the message: “Me and my mum.”
At the full inquest into her tragic death, the coroner for North West Kent, Roger Hatch, said Miss Geldof had been a regular heroin user, but had been successfully receiving treatment and had been free of the drug just four months before her death.
Her husband, Thomas Cohen, who discovered her body, told the inquest that in November 2013, routine tests had indicated that she was free of heroin.
He said she had also been working to reduce her dose of the heroin substitute, Methadone, prescribe to addicts. But in February this year Mr Cohen said he had found messages on her phone, suggesting she had resumed her use of the drug.
After confronting her he said she had retrieved a quantity of heroin from the loft of their home and had flushed it down the lavatory.
The inquest heard how her tolerance to the effects of heroin would have been much reduced during the period when she was no longer using and that, combined with the high 61 per cent purity of the narcotics found, would have contributed to the fatal overdose.
Describing the scene at the four-bedroom house in Wrotham, Kent, Detective Chief Inspector Paul Fotheringham, told the inquest in Gravesend, Miss Geldof had been found in a spare room, which was often used by her or her husband when they wanted to share a bed with one of their children.
DCI Fotheringham said: “Peaches was wearing a grey dress and a long sleeved striped top. Peaches was located perched on the side edge of the bed with her left arm hanging down to the floor with her right foot tucked underneath her.
“She was slumped forward onto her front with her left arm draped over an open laptop computer “Underneath Peaches body was an Apple iPhone, a packet of cigarettes and a pair of black tights with a knot tied into them. Also on the bed was a small clear coloured cap thought to have come from a syringe.
“Underneath the bed a dessert spoon was located with visible burn marks on the underside and a small amount of a brown residue on the upper side.
“Next to the bed and within reaching distance of Peaches was an open brown cardboard box containing sweets; a capped syringe was located in this box
“It was noted that there was a small amount of a brown fluid left in the main chamber and another small amount of residue/fluid inside the cap.
“This residue was tested by Forensic scientists who have confirmed that the brown residue found does contain traces of diamorphine, which is commonly known as heroin.”
DCI Fotheringham added: “Detailed searches of the whole premises took place and located heroin and various items used for the preparation and consumption of heroin.
“The major discovery in the second of four bedrooms was a black cloth bag stored in a cupboard over the bedroom door.
“Located within this cloth bag was part of a plastic bag tied together by a dark hair band, the bag contained a brown powder. This powder was later examined by a Forensic Scientist Dr Peter Cain. “He confirmed that the brown powder was 6.91 grams of Diamorphine, more commonly known as Heroin with a purity of 61 per cent.”
The inquest was told that street heroin usually has a purity level of around 26 per cent.
DCI Fotheringham said there was an ongoing police investigation to establish who had supplied Miss Geldof with the heroin but no arrests had been made.
The inquest heard there was no evidence that Miss Geldof had intended to take her own life.
Summing up the findings, Mr Hatch said: “It is said that the death of Peaches Geldof is history repeating itself. "This is not entirely so as by November last year she had ceased to take heroin as a result of the considerable treatment and counselling she had received." “This was a significant achievement for her. For reasons we will never know, prior to her death she returned to taking heroin again. “I am left with no alternative than to record that the death of Peaches Honeyblossom Cohen-Geldof was drugs related. May I express my sympathies to the family.”
"Sex-magick" is a loaded term with all sorts of connotations....
It is, quite simply, a method of sublimating sexual energy to the will of the magician in a variety of rituals, for a variety of purposes, using the sexual practice appropriate to the desired end.
Thus, everything from the missionary position to sodomy to masturbation has a magical analogue and refers to a different quality of occult power.
The choice of partner is also a matter for some concern, and the practice of sex-magic has become so refined by later initiates of the Order that even the specific days of a woman's menstrual cycle (for instance) each has its own occult correspondence...."
"So let us at least assume that magic is often present as a salient element in the very scheme of things. Anyone who is offended by this need read no further. They will not be interested in Unholy Alliance.
Levenda's dispassionate treatment of charged evidence is managed (no small feat) in a way to enable us to recognize that Hitler almost certainly believed in magic, and also knew that such belief had to be concealed in the subtext of his speeches and endeavors. Open avowal could be equal to political suicide.
He was hell, therefore, on astrologers -- and packed off many to concentration camps especially after Rudolf Hess' flight to England in 1941, did his best (and was successful) in decimating the gypsy population of Europe, sneered publicly at seers, psychic gurus, fortunetellers, all the small fry of the occult movement.
He saw them clearly as impediments to his own fortunes, negative baggage to his reputation."
- Norman Mailer,
Foreword, "Unholy Alliance", 2nd. edition
By Peter Levenda
From Peaches' Instagram - a "shelfie".
"...just why it is that occultists yearn toward politics and titles of nobility, as well as to military campaigns and even espionage, is a problem quite beyond the scope of this book. "
Peter Levenda,
Unholy Alliance
Let there be light.
***
"The Kaiser's republic has collapsed with the defeat of Germany in the First World War, and the whole country is up for grabs. It appears as if Germany is about to fall apart into the warring city-states from which it had been assembled nearly fifty years ago. The victorious Allies are demanding enormous concessions from Germany.
Kurt Eisner -- an intellectual and a Jew, a defender of the League of Nations -- takes the initiative and proclaims a Socialist Republic in Munich on the seventh of November, 1918. It looks as if there is going to be a Communist regime in Germany -- or, at least, a Socialist one in Bavaria -- after all.
[Note: According to LaRouchian sources (Webster Tarpley, NBC Crossfire, 1986), assisting Eisner in this endeavour as part of his revolutionary vanguard was none of than Henry Kissinger's father, whom Tarpley identifies acting in the capacity as both an NKVD Agent and possible British Double.
How this may or may not tie in with the eventual fate of Rosa Luxembourg - who refused to support the purging of all non-Bolsheviks insisted on by the Supreme Soviet in Petrograd, and advocated the participation of their group in upcoming free elections, as well as continuing cooperation with the Social Democrats and other liberals and moderate Socialist cliques - is not entirely clear. Nor are the implications relating to her assassination by Freikorps barely two months later...]
Hysteria grows among the nationalists, and with it despair that their nation is on the verge of realizing the dreams of Marx and Engels as codified in their famous Manifesto.
***
Whereas Communism set itself up in opposition to all religion, Nazism supported a pagan revival to replace the existing religions.
It is perhaps this strategy more than any other that has allowed Nazism in various forms to survive its calamitous defeat in World War II and to continue to exert an influence over young people and old down the years into our present decade.
***
Hartmann is of considerable interest to this investigation as it was he who helped create the Ordo Templi Orientis, a German occult society formed around the idea of sexual magic.
Other illustrious members of the OTO will include another Theosophist, Dr. Rudolf Steiner, who will go on to form the Anthroposophical Society in 1912; Gerard Encausse, who -- under the nom de plume of "Papus" -- had written the first definitive text on the Tarot as a book of concealed illuminism; and Aleister Crowley, whose A...A..., or Argentum Astrum ("Silver Star"), was founded in 1907, the same year as the Order of New Templars mentioned above....
When it came to Magick, Crowley was a genius....
Ordo Templi Orientis, or the Order of the Eastern Temple.
This was the brainchild of one Karl Kellner, a wealthy German Freemason of high rank in a rather distaff branch of Freemasonry (the Rite of Memphis and Mizraim of John Yarker), who claimed that he was instructed in the techniques of sex-magic by a Hindu adept and two Arab magi during his travels in the East. He introduced this concept to his associates, Theodor Reuss, Heinrich Klein, and the ubiquitous Dr. Franz Hartmann, all of whom were also high-ranking Masons in Yarker's sect...
Theodor Reuss -- the Outer Head of the Order (OHO) of the OTO -- visited Crowley in London in 1912 ... and accused him of revealing the core secret of the Order in a publication of Crowley's called the Book of Lies... Reuss pointed out a revealing phrase having to do with a "Magick Rood" and a "Mystic Rose."...
Another personal friend of Mme. Blavatsky was Dr. William Wynn Westcott (1848-1925), another coroner and a Theosophist who founded the Hermetic Order of the Golden Dawn in England in 1888, the same year as The Secret Doctrine was published. Westcott claimed that the Golden Dawn was in reality the English branch of a Germanoccult lodge...
Whatever the reason, we have the Theosophical Society, the OTO, the Anthroposophical Society, and the Golden Dawn all intertwined in incestuous embrace....
The Golden Dawn -- that fabulously complex jewel of European occultism.....
The names List and Liebenfels soon became synonymous with the Pan-Germanic Volkisch movement that eventually gave birth to the Nazi Party....
List adopted the Golden Dawn system of hierarchical and initiatory degrees....the volkischromantics of List's day believed in continuing contact with the Supermen.
It was a theme that vibrated subliminally throughout a lot of anti-Semitic literature and in more open form among their British counterparts in the Golden Dawn, who posited a race of "Secret Chiefs": superhuman beings who, they said, live secretly among us, and in the Theosophical Society, which held that Hidden Masters (the Great White Brotherhood) were guiding the world's destiny....
"Sex-magick" is a loaded term with all sorts of connotations....
It is, quite simply, a method of sublimating sexual energy to the will of the magician in a variety of rituals, for a variety of purposes, using the sexual practice appropriate to the desired end.
Thus, everything from the missionary position to sodomy to masturbation has a magical analogue and refers to a different quality of occult power.
The choice of partner is also a matter for some concern, and the practice of sex-magic has become so refined by later initiates of the Order that even the specific days of a woman's menstrual cycle (for instance) each has its own occult correspondence....
Hitler was (probably unconsciously) putting this same knowledge to good use...
Hitler had so sublimated his sexual urges that he ...had long ceased to be interested in normal sexual intercourse with women.
On the other side, his speeches were so mesmerizing that even foreigners who spoke no German at all were captivated by Hitler's oratory.
In other words, the magical, tantric technique worked.... He transformed his sexual desire into a tool for obtaining power, and became the leader of Germany....
Quite simply, we are dealing with the subordination of the sex act to the Great Work by the magician and mystic of every age.
Interestingly enough, the degree structure of the Golden Dawn was based on the famous Tree of Life symbol: a complex diagram of ten spheres connected by a total of twenty-two paths (each path representing a letter of the Hebrew alphabet) that can be consulted in any one of a variety of books on qabalism and Western occultism.
This same Tree of Life diagram was used by the old Wotanist Guido von List to represent the hierarchical grace structure in his own ideal Ario-Germanic society and, like the Golden Dawn, he reserved the top three degrees as being inaccessible to the average human being.
That List would have based his hierarchy on the patently Jewish Tree of Life and borrowed the concept from the Golden Dawn -- by way of the OTO -- would seem merely ironic to a layperson but positively frightening to an occultist, for what it implies about the relationship between the anti-Semitic List organizations and the ostensibly apolitical Golden Dawn and OTO lodges....
A great many SA men were homosexuals, which should give the nervous nellies in the Pentagon pause: for the Brownshirts -- the dreaded Storm Troopers; the brawling, two-fisted beer hall fighters; the drunken, angry mob of volunteer militiamen who defeated Communism in Germany and who propelled Hitler to power -- were the epitome of military machismo ... and Rohm, their leader and queen, was the ultimate fighting man....
And it was an amazing time, no matter who was responsible; for an occult organization -- a secret society based on Theosophical, runic, and magical concepts (a kind of redneck Golden Dawn with guns) -- had fought an armed conflict in the streets of Munich against the purely political forces of a Soviet state....and won.
Today, this would be considered the stuff of science fiction or, at worst, sword and sorcery fantasy. "
"I hate it when people lose it, there's nothing left because they're not interesting, they're boring, I hate it, and especially smack, people on smack are the most boring in the world."
"I, ...[ASIO Case Officer assigned to Bob Geldof KBE]… do swear,
that, I will well and truly serve, our Sovereign Lady the Queen,
As a Police Officer without favour or affection, malice or ill-will, until I am legally discharged, that I will see and cause, Her Majesty’s peace to be kept and preserved;
And that, I will prevent to the best of my power, all offences against that peace;
And that, while I continue to be a Police Officer,
I will, to the best of my skill and knowledge, discharge all the duties thereof,
faithfully, according to law.
So help me god.
"Well may we say, God Save the Queen..."
"The Order of Australia is an order of chivalry established on 14 February 1975 by Elizabeth II, Queen of Australia, to recognise Australian citizens and other persons for achievement or for meritorious service. Before the establishment of the order, Australian citizens received British honours.
The order is divided into general and military divisions, with the following grades in descending order of seniority:
Knight and Dame of the Order of Australia (AK and AD – General division only - quota of 4 per annum);
Companion of the Order of Australia (AC - quota of 30 per annum);
Officer of the Order of Australia (AO - quota of 125 per annum);
Member of the Order of Australia (AM - quota of 300 per annum); and
Medal of the Order of Australia (OAM - no quota).
From the creation of the Order of Australia in 1975, the Governor-General was, ex officio, Chancellor and Principal Companion of the Order, and therefore became entitled to the post-nominal AC. In 1976, the Letters Patent for the Order were amended to introduce the rank of Knight and Dame to the Order, and from that time the Governor-General became, ex officio, the Chancellor and Principal Knight of the Order. In 1986 the Letters Patent were amended again, and Governors-General appointed from that time were again, ex officio, entitled to the post-nominal AC (although if they already held a knighthood in the Order that superior rank was retained).
Until 1989, all governors-general were members of the Privy Council of the United Kingdom and thus held the additional style the Right Honourable for life. The same individuals were also usually either peers, knights, or both (the only Australian peer to be appointed as Governor-General was the Lord Casey; and Sir William McKell was knighted only in 1951, some years into his term, but he was entitled to the style "The Honourable" during his tenure as Premier of New South Wales, an office he held until almost immediately before his appointment). In 1989, Bill Hayden, a republican, declined appointment to the British Privy Council and any imperial honours. From that time until 2014, governors-general did not receive automatic titles or honours, other than the post-nominal AC by virtue of being Chancellor and Principal Companion of the Order of Australia. Dame Quentin Bryce was the first governor-general to have had no prior title or pre-nominal style. She was in office when, on 19 March 2014, the Queen, acting on the advice of Prime Minister Tony Abbott, amended the Letters Patent of the Order of Australia to provide, inter alia, that the governor-general would be, ex officio, Principal Knight or Principal Dame of the Order. Since then, the governor-general becomes a knight or dame (if he or she was not already one previously) upon being sworn in. The governor-general's title has become "His/Her Excellency the Honourable Sir/Dame". "
That's Versace with Naomi Campbell (friend to ex-Liberian President Charles Taylor, and witness for the Prosecution at his War Crimes trial at the International Criminal Court in The Hague), along with Carla Bruni, future wife and paramour of CIA-Union Corse asset and Hungarian nobleman French President Nicholas Sarkozy, son-in-law to the infamous CIA Officer, Frank Wisner Jr.
As Tarpley says, if you want to know who a politician or major public figure really is, look at the guy's wife.
"It's impossible - you cannot have Organised Crime and Organised Police operating in a society at the same time unless they work together!
- John Judge
Trouble Brewing.
"By rights, I shouldn't be here. I should be dead.
How did I survive...? "
Sir Elton John, Keynote Speech,
World AIDS Conference 2012
Trouble Brewing again (or a different flavour).
"Because the AIDS Disease is caused by a virus!"
Sir Elton John, Keynote Speech,
World AIDS Conference 2012
Christopher Wallace, aka Notorious BIG
Compromised by the Genovese Crime Family of New York
Assassinated by LAPD - March 9th 1997
Tupac Amaru Shakkur
Compromised by LAPD / NOWINTELPRO Front Company Death Row Records
Assassinated by Las Vegas Police (suspected) - September 13th 1996
"They have the Bishops, the Churches - one Black, and one White; and when they see us, when we step to them and challenge them head-on, they don't respond to our challenge, they go around... Coz', ain't no Three Point Bishop wanna get taken out by no One Point Pawn... So they confuse the issue...
What about Mafia? We talked about the Church, but we ain't talked about no Mafia yet...
Is there Mafia...? Yeah, the Crooks - they the Rooks; they come at you straight ahead.."
- Bro. Steve Cokely
"Gay Edgar Hoover wore women's clothes and said "There's no mafia!"
And he listened in to Martin King's sex tapes, because he was a freak.
But a freak in power is a dangerous thing..."
- Bro. Steve Cokely
LAPD Officer David Mack
Murderer of Christopher Wallace, aka Notorious BIG
Note that he was disguised as a member of the Nation of Islam.
On the night of the murder, Biggie and Sean Puffy Combs were both under surveillance at the Soul Train Awards in LA by an FBI Team from the East Coast, investigating ties between Bad Boy Records and the Genovese Crime Family.
Minutes before the shooting, this tail was called off, and the FBI surveillance detail failed to witness or record Biggie's murder by an LAPD Officer who worked ("moonlighting") for Death Row Records.
Most accounts have it that Death Row Records was almost entirely staffed by "off duty" LAPD Officers....
Ramparts is the same section of LAPD which explictly helped to kill Robert Kennedy in 1968.
Kevin Gaines
Frank Lyga
GANGSTA COPS:
On March 16, 1997, black off-duty LAPD officer Kevin Gaines (pictured above, first photo) was shot and killed in a "road rage" dispute. Gaines, angry and allegedly out of control, pulled a gun on motorist Frank Lyga (pictured above) and threatened to "cap his ass." Lyga, it turned out, was an undercover LAPD narcotics detective. He drew his 9 mm pistol and shot Gaines through the heart. Only later did he learn that Gaines was also LAPD. The incident made international headlines: "Cop Kills Cop."
According to Frank Lyga, March 18, 1997, was not a good day at work. He and other members of his team were staking out a suspected methamphetamine dealer, and Lyga was the point man, which meant sitting in his unmarked 1991 Buick Regal and waiting for a drug deal to happen, so that he could follow the suspects back to their source. He'd sat there for three hours trying to look like an inconspicuous badass—with a Fu Manchu mustache and a ponytail, and dressed in jeans, a tank top, and a baseball cap adorned with a marijuana-leaf logo—when the deal was called off and the team agreed to reconvene at the Hollywood station.
Lyga pulled his car onto Ventura Boulevard. While he was stopped at a red light, he heard the thumping beat of rap music at high volume emanating from a green S.U.V. that had pulled up next to him. Lyga says he glanced at the driver, a black man with a shaved head. The driver stared back. When Lyga rolled down his window and asked, "Can I help you?,'' the man made a menacing gesture and said, according to Lyga, "Ain't nobody looking at you, punk." Lyga was surprised by the confrontation. He assumed that the other driver was a gang member, especially when, he says, the driver of the S.U.V. shouted, "Punk, I'll put a cap in your ass."
"He was a stone gangster," Lyga recalls. "In my opinion, in my training experience, this guy had 'I'm a gang member' written all over him. He had a shaved head, he had a goatee, wearing a nylon jumpsuit, driving a sport-utility vehicle." Lyga also stated that Gaines was flashing gang signs.
Lyga says he accepted a challenge from the other driver, suggesting that they pull over and have it out it right there. The driver of the S.U.V. did pull over, but Lyga bolted into traffic and drove off, chuckling as he glanced at his infuriated adversary in the rearview mirror. "I'm thinking, What an idiot, thinking I'm going to stop," Lyga recalls. " And I'm laughing, and I'm watching him in the mirror and he looked like he was going to rip the steering wheel off."
But the other driver pulled back into traffic, and a slow-motion chase ensued, with the S.U.V. edging through heavy traffic until it neared Lyga's car. Hoping that his partners were just a few blocks behind, Lyga radioed for help: "Hey, I got a problem. I've got a black guy in a green Jeep coming up here! He may have a gun."
Soon, Lyga was at another stoplight, and the S.U.V. started to pull up beside him on the left. Lyga swore, then unfastened his seat belt, anticipating a street fight. He again called for help—using a hidden radio microphone, activated by a foot pedal—and took out his gun, placing it on his lap facing the S.U.V. Lyga could plainly see the other driver now, and saw his arm extend across the passenger seat toward Lyga's car, his hand clutching what looked to Lyga like a steel-cased .45-calibre handgun. Lyga leaned forward, out of the line of fire, and radioed again: "He's got a gun!"
Lyga says he again heard "I'll cap you," then he raised his weapon, a 9-millimetre Beretta, and fired into the S.U.V., missing the driver. Two seconds later, Lyga fired again, and this time, he says, "I almost could hear the impact, the thud of the round hitting him, and I definitely saw it in his face." The S.U.V. wheeled away in a U-turn, then rolled into a gas station, and stopped. Lyga radioed a last transmission: "I just shot this guy! I need help! Get up here!"
Lyga pulled into the gas station and, holding his badge in his hand, yelled to a customer coming out of the station's minimart to call 911. Soon, a California Highway Patrol unit arrived, followed by Lyga's boss and the others on his stakeout team. Lyga had been right about his second shot—the bullet had struck the driver on his right side, puncturing his heart before stopping in his lung. Lyga had been right about the gun, too; the highway patrolmen found a stainless-steel 9-millimetre pistol on the floorboard of the S.U.V.
The other officers, following standard procedure, took control of the scene. A few minutes later, one of Lyga's partners approached him, and Lyga asked, "Is he dead?"
"Oh, yeah," his partner replied, "he's dead."
Good, Lyga thought. In eleven years on the force, he'd fired only two rounds, and had never before hit anybody; he was a brawler, not a shooter. But he figured that the guy in the S.U.V. had left him no choice.
Lyga returned to the station and awaited instruction—there would be paperwork, and investigators would want a reenactment of the shooting. A little over two hours later, Lyga's boss, Dennis Zeuner, told him about the man he'd shot, whose name was Kevin Gaines.
"The guy was a policeman," Zeuner said. "One of ours." Lyga said, around this time, 'black policemen started acting distant towards me.'
Russell Poole, who had a reputation as one of the LAPD's best homicide detectives, was assigned to investigate the shooting. He discovered that Kevin Gaines drove an expensive Mercedes Benz, wore $5,000 suits, $1,000 Versace shirts, and lived his off-duty life in the fast lane of L.A. and Las Vegas nightclubs, a lifestyle he obviously didn't maintain on his $55,000-per-year policeman's salary. Gaines had many credit cards with expenses like the $952 he had dropped just the month before for lunch at Monty's Steakhouse in Westwood, a favorite hangout for black gangster rappers. And at the time of his death, Gaines was living with the ex-wife of gangster rap music mogul Suge Knight--whose own criminal history included eight felony convictions.
The most bizarre event in Gaines's recent past had occurred the summer before his run-in with Lyga, when cops responded to a 911 report of a shooting on the grounds of a Hollywood Hills mansion. Gaines, off duty, pulled up to the scene and got involved in an altercation with the responding officers. Their account was that Gaines became verbally abusive and provocative, and had to be handcuffed. "Tell these motherfuckin' assholes to take the cuffs off of me, motherfucker!" Gaines shouted. He taunted the officers, saying that he hated "fucking cops." Gaines's account was that he'd been mistreated by the police. He hired an attorney and filed a notice of claim against the city. When the incident was investigated by the L.A.P.D.'s Internal Affairs division, it was discovered that the 911 call had been made by Kevin Gaines himself. "The evidence suggests that he did that to engage L.A.P.D. in a confrontation and basically wanted to secure a pension or whatever by filing a lawsuit," Russell Poole, a former L.A.P.D. detective, says.
Even more significant was the identity of the person who owned the Hollywood Hills home: Sharitha Knight, the estranged wife of the jailed gangsta-rap impresario Marion (Suge) Knight, who founded Death Row Records. In the course of investigating the road-rage incident, Detective Poole discovered that the S.U.V. Gaines was driving—a green Mitsubishi Montero—was registered to Sharitha Knight. It was soon learned that Sharitha had been romantically involved with Gaines for some time, and that he was living with her at the time of his death.
Poole had heard talk around the force that cops earned big money off-duty working security for Death Row; their badges and gun permits made them especially valuable. But to many cops the gangsta-rap scene as epitomized by Death Row was, on the face of it, a crime scene. Gangsta cool glorified street violence, and Suge Knight's legend as a rap kingpin was notoriously colorful; the three-hundred-and-fifteen-pound record executive had, in building and maintaining a hundred-million-dollar enterprise, supposedly dealt with business associates by dangling one man by his ankles from a hotel balcony, smashing another's face with a telephone, and forcing another to drink urine from a champagne glass.
It turned out that Gaines, like a significant number of other LAPD officers, was working on the side to provide "security" for Death Row Records. The FBI had been following Gaines, who they suspected was moving drugs and money around L.A. for Death Row. Gaines was shameless. The vanity plates on his Mercedes read "ITS OK IA"--a brash taunt to the department's Internal Affairs department.
A week after the shooting, Kevin Gaines was buried, and his funeral was itself the cause of discord. The biggest association of black officers, the Oscar Joel Bryant Foundation (named after a policeman killed in 1968), requested an official police funeral with full honors, a ceremony reserved for policemen killed in the line of duty. Gaines received a semi-official police funeral, attended by both Willie Williams and Deputy Chief Bernard Parks.
Two months later, Cochran filed a twenty-five-million-dollar claim against the city, charging that Lyga was "an aggressive and dangerous police officer" who had failed to summon immediate medical assistance for Gaines, contributing to his death, and that he had conspired to "hide and distort the true facts concerning the incident." The Gaines' family would eventually settle for $250,000.
In November, 1997, Lyga appeared again before the shooting board, which reviewed the evidence and the 3-D re-creation, and in December Bernard Parks, who had succeeded Williams as chief of police, reported that the shooting was within department policy; no action would be taken against him. The District Attorney's inquiry also eventually ruled that Lyga "acted lawfully in self-defense."
"While investigating Gaines, Poole was led to another flashy black cop named David Mack (pictured above). Mack had grown up in a gang-infested Compton neighborhood before being hired by the LAPD. His nearly inseparable friend was fellow police officer Rafael Perez. Like Gaines, Mack and Perez lived large--nightclubs, girls, expensive cars and clothes.
Mack had grown up in the same Compton neighborhood as Suge Knight, and, like Knight, he'd escaped to find success in the world beyond the old neighborhood. He was a brilliant athlete, and had won a scholarship to the University of Oregon, where he ran track and made the United States national team running the eight hundred meters. He joined the L.A.P.D. in 1988. He was married, had two kids, and, by all accounts, was a good cop. But investigators discovered that, like Kevin Gaines, David Mack had a secret life off duty. He was a club crawler, a gambler, and a womanizer. After one of the women he was involved with, Errolyn Romero, became an assistant manager at the bank, Mack saw his chance at the big score. Mack decided to rob the bank and made off with $772,000.
During their investigation, Detective Tyndall and his colleagues found that, on the force, Mack had kept to a tight circle of friends, mostly African-Americans. They also discovered that, two days after the bank robbery, two of those friends had accompanied Mack to a weekend blowout in Las Vegas, and that one of them was Mack's ex-partner from the narcotics beat, a former marine named Rafael (Ray) Perez (pictured above)
When Mack was arrested, in December, 1997, he refused to coöperate with police. He didn't tell them who his accomplices were, or what had happened to the money. "Take your best shot," he told Tyndall. He was apparently content to serve out his term—fourteen years in federal prison—and have the money to look forward to upon his release. When Mack was in custody, his jailers began to notice a gradual transformation in him. He started using a red toothbrush, then wearing a pair of red socks, and soon he was adorned by as much red as could be obtained, given his circumstances. David Mack renounced the L.A.P.D. and aligned himself with the Bloods. " It appears he has completely divested himself of all relationships of his life as a police officer," Parks says, "and he is basically a gang member. He has taken on the role of being a gang member in jail." Mack was eventually sentenced to 14 years in prison.
Meanwhile, Perez's coming and goings--and his astounding number of short cellular phone calls--convinced investigators he was dealing drugs. Following a six-month investigation, he was arrested for stealing eight pounds of cocaine from LAPD evidence lockers.
It was also revealed, within months of being cleared of killing fellow officer Kevin Gaines, Frank Lyga found himself in trouble again when one pound of cocaine evidence booked from one of his previous busts was found missing from the LAPD property room.
Investigators learned that the missing cocaine had been stolen by Rafael Perez, who they suspected, at the time, of targeting Lyga in retaliation for the shooting of Gaines. Perez cut a deal for a 12-year prison sentence.
And the shocking revelations keep coming. Recently, the Los Angeles Times reported that one of Perez's ex-girlfriends claims she saw Perez and David Mack murder two people at the Rampart cops' crash pad. She also claims she witnessed "a major cocaine transaction" between the two cops.
Investigators from a joint FBI/LAPD corruption task force told the Times "there is some corroboration." Perez's credibility, which has already been seriously undermined by other witnesses, could be totally destroyed if these allegations are proven to be true.
If this isn't enough, Mack and Gaines were also implicated in the murder of rapper, Notorious B.I.G.
Sources: "The New Yorker" and "Frontline." Photos courtesy of: Frontline
"The financial ties to the Calabrian Mafia raise the specter of Michael Hutchence's close friend, Gianni Versace, the celebrated fashion designer gunned down on the front steps of Casa Casuarina, his palatial South Beach home, by a serial killer on July 15, 1997, only five months before the INXS vocalist was found dead.
Versace, in fact, was raised in the south of Italy, a locale dominated by the Calabrian Mafia. The Telegraph reports that Versace"would become inflamed with rage at suggestions that he had links with the Mafia."
But another Telegraph story notes, "There have long been reports that Versace, whose family comes from Calabria in southern Italy, had been financially involved with the Mafia" (and so was Hutchence, without his knowledge."It had been rumoured that he borrowed mob money to expand his business, and had been paying 'protection money.'"
In Europe, the press ran rampant with allegations of Versace's Mafia connections. Newspapers in Italy and Ireland offered stories on the designer and the Mob. The Russian Information Agency ran a feature on the topic.
Then there was the dead mourning dove found lying beside Versace's body. The dove was rumored to be a "hit man's calling card," but police denied there was any connection to the Mafia. Seems one of the .40 caliber bullets that struck Hutchence's friend in the head ricocheted off the front gate of his house, a police spokesman explained, sending a lead fragment hurtling skyward.
The fragment struck a dove sailing overhead in the eye, killing it instantly. The dove (the reincarnation of John Connally?) plummeted to the gutter, bounced and dropped beside Versace's dead body.
What We Know Isn't True...
An Official Story sostupid, it doesn't even make a lick of sense...
But the conclusion of a private detective formerly employed by the fashion designer was sharply at odds with the official verdict.
Frank Monte, an Australian P.I. -- and former recruiter of mercenaries for the African campaigns of the 1960s -- told radio shock jock Howard Stern and other interviewers that he was convinced,
"both Versace and Cunanan were murdered by the Mob."
He said that he'd been hired by the designer to investigate the killing of a friend's lover, and was recruited again to follow up on reports that employees of his own company had been laundering mob money.
The private eye held that Versace was gunned down because he intended to turn evidence of the laundering operation over to Italian police.
Andrew Cunanan, Monte insisted, was a patsy kidnapped and "suicided"to provide the cover story.
The investigator was so confident of the Mafia connection that he publicly advised Cunanan, after Versace's murder, to turn himself in or he would be next.
Ten days after the slaying of Versace, Monte told reporters:
"Nothing that has happened since then has changed my mind."
He could not shake off certain unresolved discrepancies. Cunanon is reported to have stolen a .40 caliber pistol and used it to shoot Versace twice in the head and subsequently turned it on himself.
Cunanon was so badly disfigured by one blast that police were unable to identify him at first -- but the same gun left two small, pristine holes in Versace's skull.
The private investigator was skeptical that the stolen gun could have produced drastically dissimilar wounds, and complained that FBI ballistic tests had been "fudged."
The funeral of Gianni Versace in Milan Cathedral was attended by Diana Spencer, the Princess of Wales, a month before her own death in a Parisian tunnel.
[NB, She didn't die in the tunnel, and indeed wasn't even seriously injured - it's overwhelming likely that she was murdered in the back of the ambulance, which took 1 hr and 43 minutes to complete a journey of less than 3.8 Miles at 3 o'clock in the morning]
As it happened, another social butterfly and friend of Michael Hutchence with organized crime connections was Dodi Fayed. Dodi's uncle was arms dealer Adnan Khashoggi of Iran-Contra fame.
[NB, though generally ignored by the media frenzy, the official word on Dodi, as well MI6/French Intelligence asset Henri Paul is that they were "killed instantly" - this is extremely unlikely, given that the vehicle carrying them was a top-of-the range Mercedes A-Series (which is built like an armoured personnel carrier), now know to have been traveling at maximum speed of only around 45-55mph at the time of the initial collision additionally, surviving bodyguard Trevor Rees-Jones' injuries do not appear to have been serious and their severity appears to have vastly overstated from the very beginning - David Icke is absolutely right to have focused in completely on the fact of Muhammad al-Fayed playing the John Connolly role in the murder(s) in terms of having overall control of all the security arrangements on that night, and I now am deeply skeptical myself as to perhaps whether Dodi Fayed is in fact dead at all....]
Excerpts from:
THE COVERT WAR AGAINST ROCK
-- by Alex Constatine
"Hutchence was a political activist. His will designated Amnesty International and Greenpeace as the benefactors of the lion's share of his assets. And like many popular musicians on the left, the authorities harassed and set him up for a fall. In a July 1998 interview that appeared in a fan newsletter, Colin Diamond, Hutchence's attorney and former executor of his estate, was asked about the vocalist's September 1996 opium bust and his defense that the narcotic was planted by police.
"Perhaps you should try and figure it out for yourself!" Diamond snapped. "Michael and Paula were out of the country and during that time only a few people had any real access to the place: Bob Geldof, Anita Debney, the nanny who used to work for Bob for twelve or so years, and a woman called Gerry Agar, who had developed a grudge against both Paula and Michael. The police were called days after the nanny claimed she'd found two Smarty packets with opium in them. Geldof immediately had a new custody application before the courts, 'in light of recent events.' The local police and prosecutors had the media on their case. There was enormous pressure on them, but even they had to admit something was a bit fishy. [The court] dropped all charges, remember, and Michael was issued with a certificate of non-prosecution by the Crown."
When asked if Hutchence "got off" fairly, Diamond snapped again:"Got off, GOT OFF?? I think the question should be who tried to get him on. You figure it out!"The barrister turned on his interrogator again when asked about the late singer's complicated finances, the "missing millions" reported by the Australian press:
Q: You've copped a bit of a hiding in the press as some sort of financial Svengali to Michael, with suggestions that, with regards to his estate, all is not as it should be. You've refused point-blank to speak to the media before this, so let me ask you directly: Where's the money?
Diamond: None of your business. That's the point; it's private. Don't you guys get it? It's PRIVATE.
The word "private" is not to be found in the dictionary used by most daily news reporters -- seven months later Australia's Courier-Mail found the "missing millions," and a horribly intriguing
"Mafia Tie To Rock Star's Lost Riches." "
It was reported that Hutchence "was involved in property dealings with a company allegedly connected to the Mafia. Bruno Romeo Sr., an alleged high-ranking member of the L'Onorata Societa, or Calabrian mafia, and his family are current and former directors of a company which sold a Gold Coast bowling alley for $2.25 million to a trustee company linked to the former INXS front man. A police intelligence report alleged Romeo was a key member of Italian organized crime groups." The National Crime Authority, in search of cocaine, descended upon the bowling alley in 1995. "Company records indicate Harbrick Pty. Ltd., whose former directors include Bruno 'The Fox' Romeo, a convicted drug dealer, also borrowed $270,000 as part of the deal." Colin Diamond "signed the earlier loan documents."
Lawyers and accountants of Mafia-owned Harbrick were hauled to court by Hutchence's mother, Patricia Glassop, and stepsister, Tina Hutchence, in a bid to recoup millions of dollars in assets. Harbrick Ltd., was the nexus in an intricate web of companies, some of them based offshore. The purpose of the lawsuit was to force Harbrick to declare an estimated $25 million in assets not included in the Hutchence estate.
"The bowling alley at 378 Marine Pde., Labrador is one of five multi-million dollar properties worldwide which Mrs. Glassop and Ms. Hutchence claim should have been included in the singer's estate and divided according to his will," the newspaper reported. "The NCA ... targeted a person associated with Harbrick." This would be Bruno Romeo, Sr., 69, "jailed for 10 years in 1994 over his role as the ringleader of an $8 million cannabis-growing operation on remote pastoral leases in Western Australia." Bruno was a director of Harbrick, a family-owned operation, "from 1988 to 1990. His son, Bruno Lee Romeo, 42, who was jailed for eight and a half years in Western Australia in 1987 for conspiring to cultivate a 1.5 hectare cannabis crop, is still a director of the Queensland-registered firm. The other director is Romeo Sr.'s son-in-law, Guiseppe 'Joe' Sergi, 42 ... sentenced to five years jail after being convicted over a marijuana crop in 1982."
Court documents revealed that the representatives of Harbrick in the loan agreement also worked for a baroque score of offshore companies that helped themselves to the finances of Michael Hutchence. The Sydney Morning Herald reported on May 29, 1998, "both sides have been told in writing that Hutchence had nothing to do with the investments."
His mother and sister charged before the bench that the £16 million in dispute had been siphoned off by Colin Diamond. Australian tax inspectors said that the vanishing funds meant that his widow and daughter might not receive a cent of the inheritance. Outraged, the family filed suit in the Queensland Supreme Court against Colin Diamond and Andrew Paul, Hutchence's Hong Kong-based tax consultant. Companies in Australia, the United Kingdom, France and the British Virgin Islands controlled the singer's income.
In fact, the Hutchence clan complained that the pop singer had relinquished most of his assets, including luxury automobiles and property in the south of France, Australia and London. His immense wealth had completely vanished into a black grotto of investments and trust accounts, and most, perhaps all of these firms, were managed through discretionary trusts administered by Colin Diamond and Andrew Paul. Hutchence himself was penniless the day he allegedly looped a belt around his neck and found oblivion.
Many of Hutchence's most cherished possessions "were not actually owned by him," noted the London Telegraph in April 1999, "but were controlled by companies -- themselves under the control of others. Beneficiaries have been told that only Mr. Hutchence's personal effects will be distributed to them."
The Sydney Morning Herald reported on March 8, 1998 that Hutchence "died almost penniless. But up to $30 million worth of property, cars, shares, bank accounts and income streams from his music and publishing -- believed to have belonged to Hutchence -- is held by obscure trusts in tax havens stretching from Hong Kong to the British Virgin Islands." Closed hearings on the will were requested by Andrew Paul, who had the temerity to ask that legal expenses in the pending litigation be underwritten by the estate. "The looming court battle has been variously reported as a 'squabble over the estate' or 'the family contesting the will," complained the Herald, "but this is not so. All members of the estranged family have agreed that Hutchence's will ... was fair. What is disputed is the claim by his executors that there is nothing in the Hutchence estate to distribute." Too much funny business, and still no investigation of the singer's death. Reporter Vince Lovegrove, reports New Idea Magazine, "was the last person to interview the rock star, and has hinted at a conspiracy to cover up what really happened."
The financial ties to the Calabrian Mafia raise the specter of Michael Hutchence's close friend, Gianni Versace, the celebrated fashion designer gunned down on the front steps of Casa Casuarina, his palatial South Beach home, by a serial killer on July 15, 1997, only five months before the INXS vocalist was found dead. Versace, in fact, was raised in the south of Italy, a locale dominated by the Calabrian Mafia. The Telegraph reports that Versace "would become inflamed with rage at suggestions that he had links with the Mafia." But another Telegraph story notes, "There have long been reports that Versace, whose family comes from Calabria in southern Italy, had been financially involved with the Mafia" (and so was Hutchence, without his knowledge. "It had been rumoured that he borrowed mob money to expand his business, and had been paying 'protection money.'"
In Europe, the press ran rampant with allegations of Versace's Mafia connections. Newspapers in Italy and Ireland offered stories on the designer and the Mob. The Russian Information Agency ran a feature on the topic.
Then there was the dead mourning dove found lying beside Versace's body. The dove was rumored to be a "hit man's calling card," but police denied there was any connection to the Mafia. Seems one of the .40 caliber bullets that struck Hutchence's friend in the head ricocheted off the front gate of his house, a police spokesman explained, sending a lead fragment hurtling skyward. The fragment struck a dove sailing overhead in the eye, killing it instantly. The dove (the reincarnation of John Connally?) plummeted to the gutter, bounced and dropped beside Versace's dead body.
But the conclusion of a private detective formerly employed by the fashion designer was sharply at odds with the official verdict. Frank Monte, an Australian P.I. -- and former recruiter of mercenaries for the African campaigns of the 1960s -- told radio shock jock Howard Stern and other interviewers that he was convinced "both Versace and Cunanan were murdered by the Mob." He said that he'd been hired by the designer to investigate the killing of a friend's lover, and was recruited again to follow up on reports that employees of his own company had been laundering mob money. The private eye held that Versace was gunned down because he intended to turn evidence of the laundering operation over to Italian police. Andrew Cunanan, Monte insisted, was a patsy kidnapped and "suicided" to provide the cover story. The investigator was so confident of the Mafia connection that he publicly advised Cunanan, after Versace's murder, to turn himself in or he would be next.
Ten days after the slaying of Versace, Monte told reporters: "Nothing that has happened since then has changed my mind."
He could not shake off certain unresolved discrepancies. Cunanon is reported to have stolen a .40 caliber pistol and used it to shoot Versace twice in the head and subsequently turned it on himself. Cunanon was so badly disfigured by one blast that police were unable to identify him at first -- but the same gun left two small, pristine holes in Versace's skull. The private investigator was skeptical that the stolen gun could have produced drastically dissimilar wounds, and complained that FBI ballistic tests had been "fudged."
The funeral of Gianni Versace in Milan Cathedral was attended by Diana Spencer, the Princess of Wales, a month before her own death in a Parisian tunnel. As it happened, another social butterfly and friend of Michael Hutchence with organized crime connections was Dodi Fayed. Dodi's uncle was arms dealer Adnan Khashoggi of Iran-Contra fame. Mohamed al-Fayed, Dodi's father, is "one of the richest men in Britain," notes the St. Louis Tribune, "The source of al- Fayed's wealth always has been somewhat murky. Born poor in Alexandria, Egypt, he acquired a university education and married Samira Kashoggi, sister of the fabulously wealthy Saudi Arabian arms dealer. His brother-in-law gave al- Fayed his start in business by putting him in charge of his furniture-importing interests in Saudi Arabia,"
He is said to have sicced Donna Rice on Gary Hart to sabotage his bid for the Oval Office. Dodi and his uncle introduced Marla Maples to Donald Trump. Denise Brown, a gadfly in organized crime circles with a black book of mobbed up boyfriends, dated Dodi. Al-Fayed and Adnan Khashoggi were closely associated with the Sultan of Brunei, who has been accused by an American beauty queen of presiding over a white slaver's harem.
Dodi Fayed and Diana Spencer were killed in a car crash on August 31, 1997, four months before Michael Hutchence died.
Intelligence officials withhold files on the accident and have steadfastly refused to declassify them.In November, 1998, in response to a Freedom of Information Act request filed by the proprietors of the APBNews website, the National Security Agency confirmed that it had on file "39 NSA-originated and NSA-controlled documents" concerning the crash, but "refused to release them." The NSA insisted that the files were "top secret," and their release, it seems, could bring about "exceptionally grave damage to the national security." Press accounts of the secret files moved Al Fayed to undertake a series of lawsuits in Baltimore and Washington district courts for their release. His demand included any intelligence that might be cabbaged away in CIA, DIA and NSA files. Each agency was sued separately in February 1999, and to date Fayed and the media have been denied any classified files pertaining to deaths of his son and the estranged princess.
