Andrew Fraser - Lunatic Soup. A True Story of Murder, Mayhem and Madness in Maximum Sec

LUNATIC SOUP

andrew fraser

LUNATIC
SOUP

Published in 2008
Hardie Grant Books
85 High Street
Prahran, Victoria 3181, Australia
www.hardiegrant.com.au

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Copyright Andrew Fraser 2008

Cataloguing-in-Publication data is available from
the National Library of Australia.

Fraser, Andrew Roderick.

Lunatic soup : inside the madness of maximum security / Andrew Fraser.

978 1 7406 6629 9

Fraser, Andrew Roderick.

Lawyers Australia Biography.

Prisoners Australia Biography.

Prisons Australia.

Serial murderers Australia.

340.092

Edited by Sally Moss
Cover design by Pat Sofra
Cover photograph by Lindy Allen
Typeset in Goudy Old Style by Kirby Jones
Printed and bound in Australia by Trojan Press

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Thanks to Victor the journey
has just begun.

Contents

Chapter 1
Muster Up!

Chapter 2
Whos Who at the Zoo

Chapter 3
Lunatic Soup, Sausagegate and Random Observations

Chapter 4
Peter Dupas: The Story So Far

Chapter 5
Living Next Door to Peter

Chapter 6
The Garden of Eden

Chapter 7
The Wheels Start to Fall Off

Chapter 8
Mersina Halvagis: Evil Knows No Bounds

Chapter 9
A Bolt from the Blue: The Odyssey Begins

Chapter 10
Hot on the Trail

Chapter 11
Take a Deep Breath: The Preliminary Hearing

Chapter 12
The Trial: Not a Nice Day at the Office

Chapter 13
What Else? Solved and Unsolved Atrocities

Chapter 14
The Vexed Question of Capital Punishment

Chapter 15
In for a Penny, In for a Pound

Thanks to John Sylvester and Andrew Rule authors of the Underbelly series for their assistance with background material.

By the time you read this book I will have been out of jail for more than two years and the odyssey that began with my arrest on 13 September 1999 will have concluded. My two-year parole will at long last have ground to a useless conclusion and after more than nine years I will again be a truly free man, no longer subject to any vagaries or constraints of the Victorian Government. It has been a long haul.

My original intention after release was to work on a mates farm for some of the time and rebuild my shattered life, spending time with my children, for the remainder. But once I agreed to give evidence against Peter Dupas any thoughts of a quiet life went right out the window. I had no intention of writing a book about my experiences until the publisher Sandy Grant talked me into meeting with him, and at the end of that meeting I had been convinced to write not just one book but at least two books.

My first effort, Court in the Middle, was released in 2007. It was relatively easy for me to write because, among the trials and tribulations, many of the episodes I recalled were pleasant experiences in an interesting life.

This second book, however, has been no such animal. In writing it, I have had to take myself back to extremely unpleasant and sometimes dark and scary times and places, places I would have preferred not to revisit. Delving back into the dark recesses of my mind to life in Sirius East, the maximum security division at Port Phillip Prison, was extremely difficult. I struggled with a lot of the content as I often found it distressing to write about.

In this book, as in the previous one, I am critical of the legal system as we know it, the appalling state of prisons and the disgraceful way in which consecutive governments have played the Law and Order card only for their own short-term (political) benefit and not for anybody elses.

As long as there is no rehabilitation in jail (and it is not a question of degree; there is none) then society will continue to suffer. The penal system will continue releasing back into that society people who have done nothing during their prison system but sit on their bums and learn from fellow inmates the nuances of committing further and more complex crimes. Each time one of these former prisoners reoffends, society as a whole becomes a victim of crime.

Needless to say, I have been most interested in the reaction to Court in the Middle by politicians, the police, the courts and those who administer the prison system namely, the Corrections Commissioner and all his employees. Not one of these people has had a single thing to say publicly about my book. No one has claimed that anything in it is inaccurate, incorrect or a lie. What have they all done instead? The usual trick: stick your head in the sand, ignore the elephant in the room, and hope to Christ that Andrew Fraser will go away. I wont!

As you read this book you will note that my contempt for the disgraceful state of the system has not diminished. I intend to keep agitating for prison and drug reform until somebody takes notice and the powers that be are faced with the inevitable: they have to address these issues head-on, no more prevarication.

I am in the unique position of being able to assess and make my observations from three perspectives: that of a practising criminal lawyer who visited nearly every jail in this country in the course of his professional life, that of an inmate, and finally that of a pivotal Crown witness.

As a lawyer you think you know and understand the system. But believe me, when the door slams shut on you personally for the first time, you are in another world. You are completely at the mercy of the whims and prejudices of those who run the system and hence rule your life inside. There is nothing you can do about it because the Court of Criminal Appeal in Victoria has effectively washed its hands of administering the criminal justice system within the prisons. The Court of Criminal Appeal has stated that proposition on more than one occasion. We cannot tell the prison authorities how to run a prison, is what you will hear them say. Pontius Pilate is alive and well and living in William Street, Melbourne. This leaves one wondering what hope is available to any prisoner who has been wrongly done by. I give a classic example of this later in the book.

After reading Court in the Middle some people said to me: How did you get through it all? I dont think I would have made it. In reply I ask another question: How do you deal with any crisis that life may dish up to you? It need not be the trauma of a prison cell. Anything can happen to any of us; for instance, the death of a child (every parents worst fear), ill health, serious injury, loss of a business, going broke the list is endless. There is only one answer: Face the music! Place one foot in front of the other, never wavering in your resolve to somehow get through to the other end of the disaster that your life has become. One foot in front of the other, and days turn into weeks, weeks into months. Then, after what feels like an eternity, one year has elapsed, then another. Finally the big day arrives: you have made it, you are going home! Before that, however, you have to do a lot of soul searching and be brutally honest with yourself; otherwise you are wasting your time and the only person you are cheating with your delusional behaviour is yourself. You walk very carefully and do not rush in where angels fear to tread because to do so could well bring you unstuck.