Journals - October 2001 - Page 7
THE DAY OF THE SCAB: 20 November 1992 Whyte Island Ferry Terminal Friday, Mason †phones and says there is a job on a ship that had a fire in the engine room at sea which was moored at an oil terminal at the river mouth, and that one should proceed to
During the previous communication we had in October, one had told him he was expelled †from the union and that his life membership was rescinded. Citing threats he made to oneself to and other members, and his conduct re †Pacific Guardian scab affair. And that his conduct was the subject of complaints one had made to variously to Peter Beattie 9 October '92, in his role as PCJC chair as described above, then five grand out of pocket with nothing to show, on 6 November to the police re Detectives Kajewski and Doyle at City CIB telling them of threats, hijacked elections and murder, then on 17 November after disinterest from Kajewski and Doyle, to inspector McMenamin at the CJC. One asked Mason what the police had said to him, he replied he had not been questioned by the police at any time regarding any matter whatever, and did one want the job or not.
At the ferry landing was a group of seedy strangers, their leader a man who identified †
himself as a member of the Seamen's Union of Australia who said he and his group were to be going aboard the Australian Achiever to clean up after a fire in the engine room. When asked if any of them had signed articles or was going to sign articles when on board, he replied no. When asked of the scope of the work to be performed, he replied they intended to erect scaffolding, remove and replace any fire damaged material, then prepare and paint the fire blackened paintwork. This person was then told that within the precincts of the
Decades of bashings and murder and infiltration by
Joe whose nephew Mark Redding was subsequently to disappear, set upon on union premises and biffed by Committee Members Edwards and Percy then raped with a broom handle by Committee Member Bridges later to scab on the Pacific Guardian. Their description of this event recalled Bob Foreman's disclosure in the same place that he had raped and murdered Judith and Susan. Foreman hooting and hollering re the girls vagina's being tight, Percy hooting and roaring describing Joe's ordeal.
The SUA scab and his boys were warned theirs and their unionís
were then under extreme duress. They were told of the historical imperatives that existed regarding the division of labour on the Australian waterfront and they were being used as pawns and scabs, of a systemic campaign of terror, violence and murder being waged against Painters and Dockers. as a result active membership consisted of one man only. The treacherous S 193 of The Australian Industrial Relations Act providing de registration was about to be implemented and if they wanted to work on the Australian waterfront their responsibility was to belong to the appropriate union. One scab yells you would not have said that twenty years ago. Not so my man says I are there any fighters among you. A red hatred ponytailed scab was reminded if he should want to put up his fists now was the time. Deja vu at the BLF meetings re the Bell Scaffolding sacking when the daisies and pansies there talked tough, one mug swings his hand toward MT, I place him in a Chinese death lock, he nearly wets his pants. Tony Bigmouth is challenged to put up his dukes and his money, get your scab mates Moxham, Simcoe and Puplett to back you, runs out of the meeting like a dog with his tail between his legs. One mug full of dutch courage and surrounded by scabs says he will knock me out. Does not try though might have heard about the hammering I served up to Bob Reed when he threatened Normie I say, 'in case you reckon you can tell me who I can talk to. get this.' Or the flogging I dished out to Les Smith, he had run out of the union to the far more lucrative fields of sea going employment In 1985, only corning near the P&D's when Merv Collins or somebody needed to be bashed. He is bigmouthing it to his rotten cronies and alternately glaring at MT, says 'you had better get your head out of union business, and do not go picking on Bobby Reed.' I tell him since he is no longer a member of this union but a member of the SUA to go and have it out with them. Then I smack him around a bit.
Kim Beazley seems to be a mole a John Le Carre style deep penetration agent controlled
by George Schultz of the United States State Department, who was the author of a press release issued by Beazley paraphrasing Australian Labor Party policy re