Garry Disher - Blood Moon

Challis went straight to Roe’s e-mail, finding only a dozen innocuous messages in the in-box. He checked the folder of deleted e-mails: nothing. Had the brother emptied it? Finally he scrolled through the e-mails sent by Roe, and hit paydirt. Hating to read anything on-screen, he printed out the offending item. The subject line was ‘Someone finally spoke up’ and the message read: Proud To Be A White Australian

Someone finally said it.

How many are actually paying attention to this?

There are Aboriginals, Torres Strait Islanders, Kiwi Australians, Lebanese Australians, Asian Australians, Arab Australians, Boat People from all over the place, etc. And then there are just Australians.

You pass me on the street and sneer in my Direction.

You Call me “Australian Dog”, “White boy”, “Cracker”, “Honkey”, “Whitey”, “Caveman”. And that’s OK. But when I call you, Black Fellarr, Kike, Towel head, Sand nigger, Sheep Shager Camel Jockey, Gook or Chink, You call Me a racist.

You say that whites commit a lot of violence against you, so why are the Housing Estates the most dangerous places to Live?

Question: Why didn’t the Aboriginals explore the world like my European Forebears did? Answer they were waiting 60 thousand years for the water around Australia to go down before they set off.

You have the United Arab’s union, College Fund. You have Invasion Day. You Have Yom Hashoah, You have Ma’uled Al-Nabi. If we had White Entertainment Television, We’d be racists.

If we had White Pride Day.. You would call usRacists.

If we had White History Month, Racists.

If we had any organization for whites to advance OUR lifes. We’d be racists.

If we had a College fund that only gave white Students scholarships….You know we’d be racists.

“White colleges”. That would be racist.

Your allowed to march for Your rights. If We march for Race and rights we are called racists.

You are proud to be black, brown or bringle, your not afraid to announce it. But when we announce our White Pride. You call us racists.

You rob us, break into our homes, even shoot. But, when a white police officer shoots a Muslim gang member or beats up a Lebanese Drug-dealer and Rapist when running away and a threat to Society, You call him a racist.

I am proud.

But, you call me a racist.

Why is it that only Whites can be racist?

There is nothing improper about this message.

Lets see which of you are proud enough to circulate it.

Challis had seen plenty of these things over the years. He was more interested in tracking the e-mail. According to the printout, it had been forwarded to Lachlan by his brother, Dirk, who had asked him to forward it to others. Challis put it together: Dirk hears that Lachlan has been assaulted and races around to the Villanova apartments to get rid of compromising material before the police can mount a thorough search. He has just enough time to delete the white-pride e-mail from the in-box of Lachlan’s laptop, and again from the list of deleted items, but Lachlan had forwarded the offending e-mail to various people and Dirk hadn’t had time to remove it from the ‘sent items’ box.

Challis pored over the message again, tracking its history.

Originating from smilingeyes with a hotmail address, it had been forwarded to four people: aquapac, homefries and reddog, who had netspace, optusnet and hotmail accounts respectively…

…and sutton.s@police.vic.gov.au.

Challis breathed in and out. It didn’t mean that Scobie was a racist, or welcomed getting racist messages: he might simply have given his e-mail address to the wrong person. Challis continued to scan the printout. Red Dog, bless him, or her, had forwarded the e-mail to about thirty people. What had those thirty-the Lang Family, kathk67, wayneheidi, Elissa Devereaux at the defence department, and dirkroe, amongst others-done with it? Deleted it in disgust? Read it and nodded sagely? Relished the hate and passed it on? Clearly Dirk Roe had forwarded it to Lachlan, and Lachlan to people in his address book. Following a cyber trail like this would be a nightmare. Challis was hoping that finding Roe’s attacker would prove to be simpler than that.

Meanwhile, what else had Dirk deleted from Lachlan’s computer? Challis returned to the desktop screen and clicked on Recycle Bin. It was empty. He entered Internet Explorer and clicked on ‘Favorites’, finding Microsoft, the Commonwealth Bank, eBay and numerous expected sites, but also links to ‘useful counselling sites’ and ‘Dirk’s Blog’. Challis clicked on the former: it took him to a movie site called ‘LolitaClips’. He clicked on the latter and found himself at a blog called ‘The Roe Report’ and the strange, ugly world of Dirk Roe.

Roe had plenty to say on many topics, none of it enlightened. For example, there was his take on education. While in favour of the Prime Minister’s desire for more Australian History to be taught at school, Dirk believed that 60,000 years of Aboriginal History could be squeezed into one lesson. ‘As is well known,’ he wrote, ‘your typical aboriginal historical site is a mound of rubbish. Let’s be honest here, aboriginals and success hardly go hand in hand. This fact, although racist to some, is a fact nevertheless, and must be faced.’

Something had to be done about the employment of Indian doctors, too, Dirk argued. He was very clear about that. What was less clear was why. Challis tried to unpick the incoherent thoughts: Roe seemed to be saying that Indian doctors were physically repellent or poorly trained or Islamic terrorists, or all three.

He read on. A lot of it was innocuous and undirected doodling by Dirk: football tipping, speculations about the sex lives of Labor parliamentarians, praise for his boss, Ollie Hindmarsh, a belief that the United Nations was corrupt, and his personal list of the best fifty albums released since 1 January 2001 (no jazz, no classical). Challis was mildly disappointed to see that Mark Knopfler and Emmylou Harris’s All the Roadrunning wasn’t listed.

Dirk also invited his readers to post their replies. These were archived, and Challis scrolled through for a while. He found some echoes with the White Pride e-mail, reinforcing his sense of how extensive, subterranean and interconnected racism was. Scratch your neighbour’s back, he thought, and uncover a bigot.

Like the Macclesfield Cricket Club member who had posted his thoughts to The Roe Report on being obliged to play cricket against a Jewish team. ‘Being of German origin, I have to apologise that these Yids are in existence at all. My grandfathers did their best during the war but must have missed a few.’

To which Dirk Roe responded: ‘Pity: now they control all the world’s banking and trade.’

With a follow up from Lachlan Roe: ‘And they undermine the Christian faith.’

Feeling grubby and sour, Challis shut down the computer. He propped his feet on the edge of his desk and stared out at the sky above Waterloo. Some scraps of cloud had moved in. Nothing much surprised him any more. He wasn’t even astonished that Dirk Roe had been so stupid as to put his name to the blog, there were other cases of young Liberal Party wannabes posting their views on the Web. They’d soon been outed by the press and party officials, but Challis knew there must be others who were cannier, more guarded.

Meanwhile, how was he going to play this? It was his firm belief that most violent crimes were straightforward: you looked for the simple answer first. Yes, you gathered evidence, but mainly you asked who hated the victim, and why. Concentrate on the victim, then trace, interview and eliminate all witnesses, friends, enemies and acquaintances, and hope you end up with an individual who cannot be eliminated.