After phoning Police Headquarters Complaint Investigation Unit about huge delay in dealing with police assault in August, I received a phone call from Insp Donna Howard who took over Wairarapa District earlier this year. What Insp Howard said to me yesterday (18/11/2016) is really pissing me off so I need to write about it, I will send the link to her as well. Towards the end of our conversation about police phoning me if they have someone phone them ‘concerned for my welfare’, she started saying I should be respectful of HER staff, that I shouldn’t swear at them. Told her since I was assaulted by one of HER officers I had little respect for them and how dare she expect me to after what they have put me through. I hung up or I would have started swearing and sent her an email, explaining briefly why I got angry.
Felt I needed to explain the backstory to my rage and disgust in police, especially in the Wairarapa where I live. Also my disability is Compounding CPTSD, so all the unresolved trauma police have caused builds up, which is why I was having nightmares and was so frightened by noises of cars in my street that police were coming to get me.
It was always a rule of mine not to swear at the police and I didn’t for years, even if several times I wanted to. My brother in law a Snr Sgt, he told me what to do, not to swear or say the P word. It wasn’t until they started being vindictive and mean, stripping me naked in the cells and demanding I remove my underwear even when I had my period; charging me with bogus minor crimes then dropping the charges at the last minute or losing the case (around 10 times since illegally ACC withdrew all my care in 2009 and I started protesting).
Taking me up to the cells when they didn’t need to, being violent and degrading (violently arresting me Xmas Eve 2014, refusing me shoes & a jersey when I was sick with flu). Basher insulting me at home, telling me if I was broke (and I was) that I should sell my furniture – furniture my friends had given me. Sykes gossiping about me around town telling people not to let their children come to my house because I was a nutter, another officer hiding a formal complaint over the Xmas Eve event. Then of course there were the repeated welfare visits (more than 50) which were embarrassing and my neighbours saw. Most officers were nice but ignored when I said about ACC or mental health refusing me services.
Then there was the late night welfare visit at 11pm earlier this year which was very traumatic for me. The welfare visit I was taken to Masterton and charged with Misuse of a Telephone for phoning ACC screaming to have my care reinstated (as I had done many times with no response).
My case manager had phoned April 2014 telling me my care would be reinstated as it was in 2009, I spent 15 minutes confirming this. All that happened was I had to do another traumatic assessment with Dr Doris in Auckland, had to catch plane up and back in 1 day, lots of things I had to pay for. I was very unwell and needed my care back it was psychological torture to be told it would be, telling all my family and friends it would be, then nothing happened. I still have absolutely no services and my doctor is hopeless – although she wrote to them weeks ago asking why my care was withdrawn and why it hasn’t been reinstated, just like other doctors have done, and had no response.
Years ago I discovered Sections 150A 151 155 and 157 of the Crimes Act, I know ACC are violating these laws and police have continuously refused to prosecute them. One officer did look into it but after several months of hope, told me police ‘didn’t know who to prosecute’ so refused to go any further (ACC are a limited liability company, my case manager, the CEO and Chair Paula Rebstock should have been charged – of course there needed to be a thorough investigation to identify others persecuting me but it was never done). So when ACC phoned and wanted me prosecuted for an extremely minor charge of course I was extremely upset with police – and why should I have any respect for them – they are supposed to uphold the law for me, protect people like me, not just rich and powerful at ACC (who are illegally refusing me and so many others disabled by abuse care and leaving me in harmful situations).
Then of course there are all my protests and the charges I have got off there, that should never have been taken and I told them that over and over again, that I was within my rights, under Bill of Rights laws.
Another vindictive mean thing they did was keep me in the cells overnight twice, where I broke down in the morning both times. First time was for breaching trespass notice for parliament – I was outside the building – after being told by police they wouldnt’ arrest me the week before, this day they did. I overhead one of the officers tell another that the order had come down from upstairs (because they wanted to let me go). My girls were 14 and 15 then and were left home alone. Also there was already case law that said people can protest on Parliament grounds even if trespassed previously.
Next time was week before Xmas 2014 I violated bail conditions and did a protest at Justice House, I was very unwell, singing, reciting poetry and had my naked torso painting. I didn’t know I would have to stay and was really upset, was told by police a lawyer couldn’t get me out – found out that was wrong. Because I have mental health issues they are not allowed to hold you in the cells for longer than six hours – I’m sure the cop didn’t know BUT I should have seen a lawyer.
Also was arrested for not appearing in court – because I couldn’t afford to get there and was traumatised by what had happened in 2013. Police waited two weeks then picked me up 8am 2 January, a public holiday and my birthday, which they knew. Initially was angry and traumatised by this, then couldn’t stop laughing on way to court – the shear stupidity and vindictiveness of police was laughable. Had my kids home for a visit, had a day of things planned I had to delay for three hours. Other person seeing judge that day was a man who had beaten up his partner and wanted to get out of the cells. I had done nothing but a non-violent protest begging for my health care to be reinstated by ACC so I could get back to work.
Then of course there was the violent arrest during the Rugby World Cup where I had been protesting outside ACC building and police were called. I had vented and was really angry but ready to leave when police arrived (I never threatened anybody with harm but called them maggots and swore at them several times). One officer went inside to talk to staff and one stayed with me and refused to let me leave – other officer came out without speaking and slammed a handcuff on my right wrist. I freaked out – my stress disorder – pulled away from him like I was being attacked onto the ground screaming in fear, my wrist still attached to his arm. Have been scared of handcuffs since and always ask, then beg, for them not to be used (nice police officers don’t use them). You are not allowed to arrest a person like that, you are supposed to warn them they are under arrest etc. I blame the Sgt who sent two young men to deal with a disabled female protester, as they were having to deal with violent rugby fans every night and just used same tactics on me – inappropriately.
Then of course there were the insults and discrimination that prompted me to chalk pen a swastika onto the Carterton police station. Telling me I was a liar, that lots of people had tried to help me – I just didn’t want it. Telling me I was protesting all the time and made it my job because I was mentally ill, again that I was a liar and nobody was being discriminated against or refused care they entitled to. That my protesting was a joke, that they weren’t scared of me like the others – which showed they were being vindictive. Threatened in very menacing way if I didn’t stop protesting my innocence and rights under law, saying I had just been assaulted and talking about ACC etc that I would find out just how mean and nasty the officer could become if he wanted.
Why would anybody be scared of me, I’m a single woman with a disability, no partner so no protection from a man, isolated from my family and most of my community – police have an entire force to back them up and they do rightly or wrongly. Not all police are mean, but those who aren’t are allowing others to do it and not saying anything -which makes them almost as bad.
Then the assault 🙁 then 3 hours of being held at Masterton Police Station, went into shock after the assault (had only just got over a bad flu week before) refused a blanket. Tried to make me catch bus home, ended up curled up in a ball in the corner of station banging my back on wall repeating over and over I can’t catch the bus. left for an hour in even colder part of police station at the front desk. Cowering from people who walked past, head down, rocking and whimpering that I was cold and wanted to go home. Go home to a flatmate who didn’t speak and not able to tell any of my friends or family what had happened. Having no counsellor, social worker, psychologist etc I could tell either. I did tell my doctor but she ignored it.
Also police have not acted on my complaint of assault by High Court Security in July 2016 when violently detained for wanting to attend court case of Tony Ellis taking government to court over Torture and Inhuman Treatment, which I tried to do and failed previous year, couldn’t get a lawyer and so wanted to see how to do it myself.
Just remembered another police thing where I was arrested at Police HQ earlier this year for getting angry and swearing during a marketing promotion about Its Not OK – went there and started yelling how it wasn’t OK to withhold health care, not have safe homes for people, leaving them with dangerous flatmates, make things worse for them, etc etc. Usually I would have been 30 mins in police station, given a warning and let go – this time I was held in the cells for five hours to see mental health, who they know I am petrified of and just swear at, then let go.
My complaints to IPCA are also being ignored – apparently I make too many of them – I have made 6 complaints over 8 years (3 in past six months), as soon as I started making complaints things deteriorated with police in Wairarapa. Police in Wellington nowhere near as bad, especially with the insults, degradation and way I am treated.
All of this I have experienced at the hands of police and I have done my upmost best to stay civil to those who are nice to me – even when I see the uniform and am overwhelmed by all the bad things people in that uniform have done. So when Inspector Howard says I should not swear or be disrespectful of her officers anybody would understand why I find it extremely difficult and have ever right to talk to them the way I do when they are mean and disrespectful.
Sorry this post is a bit confusing, so many things have happened and I get triggered easily by having to recount what has happened. Hopefully it shows Inspector Donna Howard and others what I have been subjected to for screaming for the professional health care I am entitled to from ACC (I have won two reviews and still get nothing) and protesting about mental health and justice services in New Zealand being abusive and violating people’s rights.
I find it extremely sad and soul destroying that Human Rights Commission and a multitude of justice and health agencies etc refuse to uphold my rights and protect me from this ongoing persecution – cause persecution is what it is according to definition in my Oxford Dictionary. All this just so I can get the health care I am entitled to as a mentally injured abuse victim – if an intelligent 51 year old women who knows her rights can’t get professional care then NO MAN WOMAN OR CHILD will get what they entitled to either. Of course our government, media and disgusting corrupt liberals in the VIOLENCE & ABUSE INDUSTRY will keep telling you it is OK to ask for help and there are heaps of care for people!
I live in sick sick country, in a sick sick world, that ignorant rich violent neo-liberal terrorists run.
Kia kaha to us all.