Showing posts with label murder. Show all posts
Showing posts with label murder. Show all posts

Sunday, October 28, 2018

Latest on the Inge Lotz Murder


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Inge Lotz – Latest (2018)
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On Saturday morning 27 October 2018, Thomas Mollett held a Talk at the Library in Paarl. The subject was the murders of Inge Lotz, Reeva Steenkamp, Anni Dewani and the recent “Axe Murders” (Henri van Breda). Unlike some of his previous talks the once 200 audience was reduced to a mere 32 persons, 7 being members of the local police.

At his last meeting months ago in Milnerton, Thomas spoke of an “injury” that Inge had on her left hip. He added that it was in the form of an arrow. At the time of her death, at the autopsy and even over the past 13 years, no-one made any mention of the arrow “injury”. It is in fact a cut so thin and precise, probably a scalpel was used to cut the perfect arrow which points downwards towards her genitals. How did Thomas suddenly become aware of this so-called “injury” – as he plays down the gory message left on her mutilated body by one of the killers?

This was one of the reasons I attended the Paarl Talk, to ask that question and a second. The other question was to ask Thomas to explain how Inge’s “To Do” list she wrote on the day of her murder, had changed from the original when it appeared on his 2014 Truth4Inge site and changed again in his 2015 book “Bloody Lies Too.” This is nothing less than defeating the ends of justice – on a document that should have been handed to the police.

Thomas started the talk with Inge’s murder and an hour later, was still drivelling on about Fred’s fingerprints on Folien#1, which the police claimed came off a DVD cover Inge had rented the afternoon of her death. In court the fingerprint evidence was trashed by the defence and shown to have probably been deliberate fabrication of evidence. Late Director Attie Trollip was the police overall co-ordinator in the murder investigation.

From the audience, Schalk Burger senior (SA rugby legend), asked Thomas to stop misleading the audience and to concentrate on real issues in the murder, like the role played by Director Trollip behind the scenes. Thomas lost his composure and resorted to his well-known cocky attitude which had Schalk tell him just to get past the nonsense and talk some sense.

Thomas was clearly flustered and turned his attention to me in the opposite back corner. He pointed at me and said “Mr Elsdon” he shouted, “Why did you not Email your intention to be present and request a seat? Because ... you are not welcome here!” This drew a few piercing glares from some present, probably mostly those from “rent a crowd.”

Schalk stood up, as big a man I’ve ever seen and warned Thomas not to become personal in a public library forum. He challenged Thomas to try and book a seat at his own meeting using the Information site of Piquette Books. Schalk said trying to book a ticket was a hopeless exercise and waste of time.

Thomas ignored the challenge and looking at me and waving his hand to the door shouted, “Out ... out ... you are not welcome!” I asked him why he waited until then when he could have asked me to leave before he started his talk. Keeping the attention on me, Thomas told the audience, “He (Elsdon) has written a book that nobody wants to buy ... because it is not based on proven science.”

By then Schalk had had enough and told Thomas he thought he was coming to learn something scientific about the murders. Instead all he had heard was a load of nonsense from someone who cannot control his emotions. With that, Schalk stood up and left the room.

Thomas pointed at me again and yelled. “Out ... out ... now!” Just then the lady managing the presentation pushed a button. On the overhead, the magazine with a few drops of blood that lay across Inge’s feet when her body was found, appeared.

“Wait ... wait ... Mr Elsdon,” Thomas called, “How many drops of blood are there on these two pages.” After I thanked Thomas for allowing me to stay a few more seconds, I told him that whether it was three or four drops made no difference. What was important, is that they were drops ... not spatter, as one would have expected to find a metre away from the nearest wound (unless the “crime scene” was staged!).

Thomas shouted his last “Out” and I stood up at the same time pulling a copy of my book “Broken & Betrayed” from a plastic packet. I stood up and held it in the air for the audience to see and said, “Read this if you want to know the truth, Broken and Betrayed – Inge Lotz.”

Showing signs of an imminent heart attack, Thomas shouted, “Don’t you use my platform to advertise your book!” With that, Thomas came charging towards me like a mad bull. I sheathed the book just as he stopped within sweat-smelling distance from me. All I said to him very calmly was, “Don’t touch me ... DON’T touch me.” With that I walked to the door where I stopped, turned around and said, “Good Luck”, before I walked out the room.

At the exit, I saw Schalk who, when he saw me, just shook his head. We shared introductions and went to a nearby coffee shop. There we had an interesting chat for more than an hour. At the same time Thomas was completing what he is paid to tell the world ... the lie that Fred van der Vyver alone murdered Inge Lotz. This of course is calculated to HIDE the truth, that Inge was murdered by persons very close to her ... because she was going to expose their dark secrets, also, the horrors of her young life.

At a guess this will probably be Thomas’ last public Talk ... the Paarl Talk was reduced to free entrance, as were the drinks, snacks and his books – unless he pays the audience to attend his next Talk. The DPP probably will refuse my pending request to reopen the Lotz murder – despite massive new factual evidence to show a police cover-up, including four new suspects who lack in alibis, cellphone activity and other areas, the day Inge was murdered.

Submitted by Alan D Elsdon

Friday, September 28, 2018

Witness Statement Discrepancy in Jessica Wheeler Murder

Heinrich van Rooyen - framed 
Alan D Elsdon’s book, Broken & Betrayed  (pg 279 – 282) describes the affidavit and the witnessing by JP of Victoria’s murder.  JP is the son of Mr Kobus Mienie, the bakery van driver who allegedly saw Heini at the churchyard in town in the early hours of the morning of the murder.  According to affidavits and cell tower reports, Heini was at home at Hornlee at 2.25am on the morning of the murder so could not have been at the crime scene at the same time.  According to JP, his father murdered Jessica.  Heini allegedly held Victoria’s legs while Kobus pinned her to the ground on her stomach, with his knees in her lower back and his hands on her head.   Thereafter, he made a phone call at around 3am in the morning.  Now if this call was made at 3am, and Heini was at home at 2.25am, he cannot have been at the crime scene.    JP did not take a polygraph test.  Heini also allegedly had a red top on.  He actually wore a grey Nike top.  His red jacket he had forgotten in the nightclub “Stones”, which he collected the next day.  JP was 14 years old at the time and the affidavit taken by Alan was ten years after the fact.  JP also did not do a polygraph test and it is a known fact that JP is a drug addict and has a criminal record that is fairly long. 
JP’s statement contradicts the car-guard, Jaco Kiewiets’ statement and who passed a polygraph test according to the first private investigator on the scene, Christain Botha, in his book, Search for Truth. 
Franklin van Rooyen actually introduced Alan to JP and JP never said anything to Franklin that Heini was at the crime scene at the church yard.   JP's father, Kobus Mienie and Inspector Burmeister (SAPS) are family and he knows everything about JP and Kobus’s involvement in the drug-trade.
In 2010 an inmate also gave a sworn statement in front of a magistrate in Mosselbay confessing his involvement with the Victoria Stadler murder in Noetsie forest and the police and NPA dismissed it as well.   

Monday, June 12, 2017

Heinrich van Rooyen says he danced and played pool with Victoria Stadler the night she was killed

"You know what Dianne?", said Heini, "Victoria came into the club (Stones) at around 6pm the night she was killed.  She had asked me the day before what time I get to the club and I had said around 6 or 7.  She had a "kind of" boyfriend that she needed because she needed accommodation for another week in Knysna before going to visit her grandmother in George.  Anyway, there was the ou that does various things in the club and it was only Victoria and I there so we decided to play a game of pool.  While we were playing, believe this or not, but Christian Botha and Daryl Els walked into the club to ask about Jessica's murder.  They were there, the same time and we discussed who could possibly have wanted Jessica dead".  "Fuck Heini ... you serious?" I said while I thought how the web of conspiracy surrounding the murder of Jessica and Victoria wrapped itself around Heini, while the police fingered him from the start and then contaminated evidence to tie Heini to the murders.   
"We danced that night together and at the end of the evening she drove me to the garage at the entrance to Hornlee.  I told her I would walk the rest of the way because it was not safe for her to drive in Hornlee on her own", he told me.   "And that was the last time I saw her", he said.  
I was visiting Heinrich yesterday, Sunday, and he had been very down the week before.  His family had come to visit him the previous week and he had seen his two boys and his mom and dad.  There was this big build up to see them and then suddenly nothing - nothing to look forward to.  If I had to crawl, I was determined to see him because I knew that he would be feeling flat and low after his family visit. 
If you have read my previous blog on The Chilling Details of Victoria's Last Hours, you will know what happened after Heini walked away from her car when a witness saw three men get into her car.  There was a witness to her last hours and the evidence was given to the police. The self-same policeman, Potje of the new evidence that came to light in 2012 stated that the matter had to go back to the courts, while the Judiciary stated that the police had to investigate the matter.  Three years later, Potje stated "The matter is therefore considered concluded".   No investigation was done into the perjury of the police nor the fluffing of evidence to frame Heinrich when Potje at that time said an unofficial investigation would take place but it was a matter for the courts. 
In fact, the police and the judiciary are doing and have done nothing about the injustice of putting an innocent man in prison for life for a crime he did not commit.    
Below is an article written by Yolande Stander for Herald Live on 14 November 2015.  
WHILE police and the justice system are satisfied that former Knysna DJ Heinrich van Rooyen murdered two girls in Knysna 10 years ago, there are those who still believe their killers are still at large.
A decade ago tomorrow, the partially burnt body of Victoria Stadler, 20, was discovered near the Noetzie forest outside the holiday town. She had been strangled.
About a month earlier, the body of Jessica Wheeler, 19, was found in the St George’s Anglican Church grounds on October 13 2005. She had been suffocated and raped.
The killings became known in the press as the “waitress murders”.
East London-based private investigator Christian Botha, who was hired by a Knysna businessman in 2005 to look into Wheeler’s murder, said this week he had never been convinced that Van Rooyen was the killer.
Botha was hired as the businessman believed the crime would have a negative impact on the town’s festive season.
Van Rooyen was arrested, tried, convicted and handed two life sentences for the murders in 2008.
This followed damning evidence linking him to the two girls, including the discovery of his DNA in semen found on both victims.
But Botha said he was one of the last people to see Van Rooyen and Stadler together.
“I was there in Knysna before Stadler was murdered. I questioned Van Rooyen at the nightclub where he worked about Wheeler’s death and Stadler was sitting right there at the bar. I can’t believe that while knowing he was a person of interest in a murder case he would go out and kill another young woman hours later,” he said.
Botha has also come across information which suggested the two murders were not related at all and that others were responsible.
In Wheeler’s case, Botha is convinced a man he believes was known to Wheeler killed her and that his footprint – a Hi-Tech boot – was left behind at the churchyard.
Botha said this footprint had never been lifted by police.
He said he had also come across a petrol attendant who said she had seen Stadler – after dropping Van Rooyen off in Hornlee on the night of her murder – with three other men in her car. “She asked for R50 of fuel and drove off.” Botha says he believes these men killed her.
While Van Rooyen has enjoyed significant support over the years, the girls’ families are “100%” convinced the right man is behind bars.
Both victims’ mothers, Dusty Wheeler and Hannetjie Stadler, said that they had no doubt Van Rooyen had killed their daughters.
They shared how they were still battling to come to grips with the horrific way in which their children had been taken from them.
“It is 10 years, but we have not forgotten our lovely daughter. She never had the chance to live the life she deserved. We still love and miss her terribly,” Dusty Wheeler said.
Stadler’s mother said every time the murders made headlines, she relived the pain of losing her daughter.
On November 10 she shared a poignant message on her Facebook page: “Time has flown. Today, 10 years ago, I started looking for you and I couldn’t find you. The sun set for you before the moon rose. Victoria, I miss you. Rest in peace.”
Van Rooyen has maintained his innocence, both throughout the trial and over the last 10 years in St Albans Prison in Port Elizabeth.
There have been several attempts to secure his release. Claims of new evidence surfaced when author Alan D Elsdon was researching the murders for a book he plans to write.
He spent three months going through evidence gathered during the initial investigation and trial.
He claimed to have tracked down a witness from the night Wheeler was murdered who revealed that the killer was someone who had testified against the DJ.
Elsdon did not want to discuss the details of the evidence.
He said he had spent another few days in Knysna looking into the murder last week and had gone to see Van Rooyen last Sunday. He said he planned to continue his efforts “in search of the truth”.
Police spokesman Captain Malcolm Pojie said a decision had been made not to reopen the case.
“The information handed in [by Elsdon] is old and was taken into account during the initial investigation . . . The matter is therefore regarded as concluded,” Pojie said.

Monday, June 5, 2017

Heinrich van Rooyen - A Travesty of Justice

I met Heinrich van Rooyen’s children and parents last week.  They had come from Knysna to visit Heini, bringing his two sons with them.  They then came to meet me at my home.  What a privilege … what an honour.   Now that I have met the people who parented Heini, I am no longer surprised by the kind of person Heini is; soft, gentle, compassionate, honest, strong …
Heini’s father was the Head of Correctional Services for Knysna, now retired.  His brother, Franklin, is a warden there.  Heini’s youngest brother is in his final year at Police College.  His eldest son is going to the South African table tennis championships.   His mother is the kind of woman who will work her arse off to see that her family are cared for.   He has an amazing family – so traumatised by Heini’s wrongful imprisonment and yet, so humble, kind, compassionate and gentle.   When you look a little deeper you can see the damage that has been done.  They have been broken.
Although our afternoon was filled with laughter, it was not without private tears shed in my bedroom with his mother.   Through the cops who framed Heini, the van Rooyen family lost everything; including their home and all that money went into the pockets of Advocate Terry Price and his minions.   They are tired, they are broken and they are living a nightmare that they never wake up from.
The fact that Price did not ask or even mention important facts that would have played a major role in the outcome of the case, or question the validity of the so-called ‘eye-witness’ is criminal.    The legal costs for this case to defend Heini came to one million, eight hundred thousand rand. 
How could Terry Price do such a shoddy job of defending him?     Not only did he lose the case when it was so easy for him to have changed the course of justice in the favour of real justice, but he pocketed hundreds of thousands of rands for his pathetic defense of Heini.   That is thievery, in my opinion.   Who to blame?  The lawyers who did not give him the information he needed to defend, or is he just a useless advocate.  The justice system is flawed and corrupt.   I would not employ him to defend me against a peg on my washing line.
Herald Live reports Terry Price thus: “His presence is somewhat larger than life. His booming voice can be heard in the corridors of the courthouse before he is seen…He is hot-headed, cocky and a bit bullish, but his colleagues and clients will tell you that he has a heart of gold and will go to the ends of the earth to prove someone’s innocence”. (Really – I know of two he did not go to the end of the docket, let alone the ends of the earth)… Price was a junior advocate on the team representing Stellenbosch murder accused Fred van der Vyver, who was tried for the 2005 murder of his girlfriend, Inge Lotz.
While the evidence against him seemed overwhelming, his lawyers managed to turn the tables on the police, accusing them of fabricating evidence”.  (So why did he not do the same for Heini?  Is it because he was only the junior and he did not contribute much?)
“In 2007, Judge Deon van Zyl acquitted Van der Vyver of Lotz’s murder”.
Interestingly, the cops who investigated the murder of Inge Lotz and pinned her murder on Fred van der Vyver, were the same cops who investigated the murder of the two girls in Knysna in 2005.    In both cases, they used the same kind of shenanigans.  
Why did Price not turn the tables on the police when it was blatantly clear to everyone that the cops had framed Heinrich van Rooyen?  Terry Price was Advocate in both cases.  Was the defense different for both cases because the van der Vyver’s had more money than the van Rooyens?
Heinrich was sentenced to 2 life terms and 28 years.  He has now served 12 years.   He was arrested on 10 December 2005 and sentenced on 14 May 2008.  
Because he was sentenced after October 2004, he can only ask for parole after 25 years. But, in sentencing Heinrich van Rooyen’s to thirty (30) years imprisonment with no parole, the judge also refused leave to appeal.    The Constitutional Court did not overrule the Supreme Court’s decision.
In Heini’s case, the police committed perjury, broke the chain of evidence, took eye-witnesses who could not possibly have seen anything, let alone Heinrich and planted or failed to find clothing at the crime scene that was only found days later by the cops who were involved in the Fred van der Vyver case.  If cops can plant evidence with impunity, fail to follow accepted investigative techniques and frame an innocent man, under the conditions of his sentence, he becomes a political hot potato.  The police are not going to investigate thoroughly their own, are they?  Are they not going to cover up for their colleagues, particularly since Director Trollip was leading them?  It is not without sadness that Director Trollip has died, but at the same time, without him – who can we blame?   The police who followed his direction MUST be taken to task so that we can right a very bad wrong.  An innocent man is spending his life in prison because of crooked cops.
Who murdered Jessica Wheeler and Victoria Stadler?   They are still walking the streets of Knysna. 

Monday, February 13, 2017

Appointment with a killer - Heinrich van Rooyen


My view for over an hour and a half
Last Sunday was a day from hell.  We had made arrangements from the previous visit that we could drive our vehicle into the prison to Medium B.  It was all worked out.  Be there at 8, see Heini and by 10 Patrick could be at work.   And I woke up as sick as a township dog but Heini knew I was coming so come hell or high water, I would be there.  The wardens only know Heinrich van Rooyen by the name of "Heini".
Nothing in Africa ever works according to plan.  Different staff were on duty and because I am in a wheelchair, am unable to go from the main gate with the bus to the various sections of the prison; in my case Medium B.  I had to wait for a member (that is what all the wardens call themselves and they are addressed as Sir).  The title of this article is to draw your attention, and does not mean that I believe he is guilty.  I believe in his case it was a gross miscarriage of justice and corruption by the police. The police are looking into the new evidence brought before them by Alan D Elsdon.  Time will tell of this political hot potato in a later article.
I needed to wait for an official vehicle from inside the prison to come and collect me, as took place the previous visit.  This took more than an hour and a half; every query treated with respect by a member – but nothing happened.  I was feeling more and more desperate, more and more ill and nauseous, and extremely stressed by Patrick’s need to get back to work. Fortunately, I carry extra medication and injected myself sitting in the vehicle outside the main gate.
Patrick offered various options to the members, one being for two or more members to drive us inside the gates.  We were told if we wanted to do that we would have to get a letter from Stander, who was on duty in Medium B.  But Stander had been called a number of times already.  By now I was crying.  I had no way to notify Heini that I was not coming and for me a promise is a promise.  Patrick needs to be saluted for his patience.  We watched the bus come and go from the main gate to the various sections of the prison, but they would not take me in the bus – I had to wait for a member to come and fetch me to take me inside to Medium B.
By the time I was eventually fetched, I was crying, sobbing and distraught.  Even my water that I had taken for this supposedly hour visit was finished.  I just could not stop crying, no matter how hard I tried to pull myself together.  The member who drove me into Medium B was very kind.  My plastic packet was searched (for the first time) and Heini knew I was bringing him a harmonica amongst his registration papers for IT. The harmonica was taken from me.  The member told me that a knife could be made from the harmonica.  Because it is my favourite Lark harmonica and the first one I learned to play on, the tears started again.  The member promised to give it back to me after the visit, which he did.
My wheelchair ride from the vehicle into the building was a nightmare but it was being pushed by one person after another, by visitors and members alike.  Once inside the building I asked to see Mr Stander and then Heini, as I had been told to do at the main gate.  Mr Stander was busy so I had to wait, knowing in the background of my brain that Patrick was late for a job. I saw Mr Stander, told him of my woes of getting into the prison and then I was pushed into the visitors’ area while Heini was called.  I had my back to him so I did not know that it was he who wrapped his arms around me from the back, but when he came to the front of me, his face went white.  “Oh, God, what happened?  What happened?  Why are you crying?” he asked.  I told him and explained that I could not stay long.  I handed him his paperwork spoke quickly and we just hugged, with me still sobbing. He    continually wiped my tears with his hands for I had no tissues with me.  This was not how my visit was planned.   My mom had sent him R100 which a prisoner can spend at the small shop in the visitors area so we went through the motions of writing down what he needed and then going to the shop.  Heini did the pushing. I felt safe and a lot less unhappy and the tears had dried.  At least Heini knew that I had not broken my word.  During our brief visit, a member came to ask me for my name and ID number, which I gave.  Heini had to give his name and number.  I was asked questions about Patrick but I did not know the answers.  Heini was distraught at seeing me in such a condition and so ill. With the shopping done, I asked Heini to take me to the entrance so I could get back to Patrick. 
Then one of two miracles happened.  Our leaving was interrupted by a man from the shop calling us over.  He put out his hand for me to shake and said, “Thank you for visiting Heini.  You have made him very happy”.  Heini was elated…”Did you hear that?  Did you hear that? That’s never happened before.  “It’s a miracle”
We hugged goodbye at the gate and I was pushed by another pleasant member to the street to wait for transport and the second miracle happened.  Patrick was waiting outside.  I was given my harmonica back and given a letter, signed by Mr Stander allowing Patrick’s vehicle, with his registration plate, ID etc, the name of the offender and my name and ID number.  The letter stated that I was allowed to be taken to Medium B in Patrick’s vehicle.  A true miracle.  One I never expected.  I have high regard for the wardens who have dealt with me to date.

I am slowly learning the rules. There are no memos for people to know what can and what can’t be done. It is 4 am and I am awake because I had to nebulize and inject myself.  I can’t get back to sleep so am writing this.  If you can assist me in any way, please contact me on dianne.lang1@gmail.com or watch my video, or follow my previous blogger posts.  We need items for Heini’s IT Course, Alan Elsdon has painted himself into a corner with this investigation so we need money for petrol for him to take the case to Cape Town now … and I need help with his tuition fees.  We hope he will be released but in the meantime … TIA.