Deadline: Roberta’s OnlyFans inspo; VIPER strike back; the rapier tongued judge
Crime world veteran Roberta Williams isn’t holding back on her OnlyFans, so will other underworld identities follow suit?
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You’ve got to sing for your supper on Only Fans. Or at least strip.
A Deadline spy last week sent us a video of crime world veteran Roberta Williams who has taken to disrobing on the subscription-based platform with great enthusiasm.
And the lady in question has turned things up a notch lately.
In the more recent footage, Roberta is not only in her birthday suit but appears to be eagerly savouring some kind of tasty ice confection.
A closer inspection confirmed this was no frosty treat and that we are overdue for an eye-check.
So, in these times of equal opportunity, are there options for blokes of the underworld to also eke a buck from the online craze?
Mick Murray is facing some heavy court dramas but maybe he could defray his legal costs by signing up with Only Fans … Corrections Victoria approval pending, of course.
Perhaps there’s a market for the Comanchero strongman to cast aside the prison greens and recline seductively for the camera in an intimate maximum security setting.
Or how about Mongols boss Phil Main?
Could he find his niche in a G-banger photo spread down at the Port Melbourne clubhouse, perhaps with pasties preserving his modesty?
No, not the Cornish pasties you eat as a healthy alternative to pies and sausage rolls. We mean little stickers pasted over the rude bits, of course.
Bikie tree change rearranged
The Finks had certainly made themselves at home in sleepy old Bairnsdale — until police struck last week.
The Finks presence had been noted in the past year by locals unaccustomed to seeing individuals with “one per cent” neck tattoos roaming Main St in the cosy capital of far East Gippsland.
Some people were relieved that action was being taken against Finks in a major police operation which targeted, among other places, their clubhouse in even sleepier Lindenow, which is on the banks of the Mitchell River a little upstream of Bairnsdale.
Among those happy to see something done would be the local who was targeted in a nasty road rage incident outside town just one day before the cops made their move.
As reported, the anti-organised crime VIPER task force turned up to help the East Gippsland police who’d done the groundwork.
But it seems the VIPER crew does small jobs as well as big ones. Even while not disrupting organised crime groups like the Finks — among other outlaw motorcycle gangs — task force members keep their eyes open.
Which is why alert VIPER members picked up some genius P-plater using his mobile phone while driving in front of Heidelberg police station.
The 20-year-old from Coburg was already in enough trouble, as he’s wanted for dodging a previous court appearance on the other side of town.
And the young genius was apparently down to one demerit point, known as the “golden point” in the cop world. So the four he collected for the phone misdemeanour mean he’s off the road for 12 months.
At least he knew where he stood later.
“Looks like I’ll be getting a tram to court,” the dill told officers. Sadder and wiser already, which is the aim of punishments.
As somebody wisecracked later, on the young man’s behalf, “Fangs for nothing, VIPER.”
Justice blind but never bland
Justice Elizabeth Hollingworth is a Rhodes Scholar, among other academic accolades.
In her glittering career from Oxford to the Supreme Court in Melbourne, she has developed admirable confidence to match a sparkling intellect, a rapier tongue for those who displease her — and a well-developed sense of empathy for certain accused people who come before her.
And she is not shy about calling it as she sees it, on one occasion memorably savaging police in a long-running murder case.
That was two years ago, when she blowtorched (now former) homicide detective Warren Ryan’s credibility, suggesting she might find he was an “outright liar” over his investigation of the killing of lonely widower Elia Abdelmessih in Kew in 2005.
“I think a judge would have no trouble dismissing most of this evidence — it’s so selective and so convenient,” Justice Hollingworth said at the time. Kapow.
Then she turned the big guns on the evidence of a senior police officer, saying “The smirking superintendent did not cover himself in glory.” Ouch.
The result was that after four trials, accused woman Katia Pyliotis was eventually freed. The one-time McDonalds worker had been charged with the Abdelmessih homicide despite the fact that the initial suspect, alcoholic Susan Reddie, had admitted to the killing in what some police later came to see as a false confession. Something, to be fair, that can happen in murder cases.
In another case, Justice Hollingworth gave ASIO a kicking, suggesting the spy agency was being precious about secret material (treating it like “kryptonite”, she quipped) because the spooks wanted sensitive documents about security against terrorism not to be left in possession of the lawyers for the terrorist Benbrika.
Putting criminal defence lawyers’ finer feelings above national security fears shows the judge’s robust spirit of judicial independence, all right.
In the recent case of sex worker Jenny Hayes causing the death of an innocent young couple and their tiny baby by lighting a fire to avenge herself against a client, Justice Hollingworth again calls it as she sees it.
She describes the sex client, Aakash Aakash, as a shonky coward whose version of events was designed to minimise his part in the dispute over money that led Hayes to light the fire in a mad act of revenge.
In the end, the three deaths led Hayes to be sentenced to serve eight years minimum of a 13-year sentence. Which, to be fair, lines up pretty well with sentences handed to the two squatters who doused another in petrol and burned him in a Southbank building in 2017.
Their intent was to maim or kill the other man, whereas Hayes’ intent was to destroy property she (wrongly) thought belonged to the man she claimed had cheated her of $180.
All the above crimes, of course, are somehow drug-related. Most crime is.
Bikies go the back, sack and crack
Like werewolves and heavy rockers, bikies were once a notoriously hirsute group of people. Meaning that in the hairy-chested heyday of the Hells Angels, bushy beards and long, greasy locks were all the rage in a kind of Billy Thorpe way.
But the demographic has changed and manscaping is de rigueur for the Harley-Davidson crew, who no longer resemble ZZ Top roadies.
It could be said the Harley riders are fighting to keep the fuzz at bay in more ways than one.
One fellow who some time ago moved on from the OMCG world doesn’t bother with such inconvenient self-help measures as razors or Nair cream.
He and others have been lashing out for laser treatment.
At least he would have looked his depilated best for staff at a Melbourne hospital a while back when he arrived at emergency for some urgent repair work.
Making a meal of it
An accused Melbourne killer is finding meal times pretty tough in one of our city’s jails.
Despite their many and varied backgrounds, prisoners can be quite judgmental about newcomers and draw the line at some things.
In this case, killing innocent young women appears to be social death inside, and fellow “guests” have been tampering with the inmate’s food to the point where he’s demanding that staff do the plating up.
But the staff are very busy. So it seems he’s been going hungry quite a bit lately.