My take on the Schapelle Corby case – the brothers did it
Posted by E on July 1, 2008
All day yesterday I waited with anticipation for a documentary that would air on the Movie Network later in the evening: Ganja Queen – the Schapelle Corby story.
In preparation, I looked her up on Google and caught up on the details of the case: in 2004, an Australian girl in her late twenties is caught in a Bali airport transporting a boogie board filled with ten pounds of marijuana. After several trials, the supreme court of Bali last year upholds the original verdict: twenty years in prison (with about a year taken off for time served). By the time the documentary aired, I had a prima facie assumption of guilt. And then I watched an hour and a half of a completely, fully-biased, pro-Schapelle film.
Ok, so after weighing both sides, this is what my gut tells me: the brothers, particularly the younger one, who was seventeen at the time, planted the pot in her bag. Upon doing some more research, I discovered that I wasn’t the only one to think so – Corby’s very own ex-defence lawyer, Robin Tampoe, appeared in another documentary, which aired in Australia just this past week – and what did he say?
“Look at the brothers. Just look at her brothers. […] These are the biggest pile of trash I have ever come across in my life. I have never seen a more ungrateful, nasty piece of work than this woman (Corby’s mother, Rosleigh Rose) and this family.”
It seems to me that, while coming off at points as a teensy-bit arrogant, Schapelle wasn’t stupid enough to fill up her own bag with the largest quantity of dope Bali has ever seen. However, her younger half-brother did have access to the bag, and carried it for sometime the very day of the arrest. Also, while she was tested for drugs and was cleared, nobody bothered to test this brother, and lo and behold, a year later, a police raid of his house turns up copious amounts of pot and he is charged (get this!) not only with drug possession in large quantities, but also beating up two known drug dealers.
His defense – uh, I was just beating them up to get them to, you know, tell me who framed my sister.
Hmmm – I suppose this is why he stored their dope in his own house also?…ya right.
Watching her family on television, I was struck at how perfectly, how utterly and fantastically perfectly they fit the “White Trash” mold. If there was ever a family in which a set of brothers would let their sister rot in jail for them, thinking “Well, she’s a girl, so she’s getting off easier than we would…only twenty years ain’t so bad”, this would be them.
Only two questions remain:
1. DID she know that her brothers were involved?
2. What other stupid moron would ever attempt to smuggle drugs in southeast Asia (a continent where drug-smuggling can be punishable by death or life imprisonment)? The jails are filled with mules (mostly young women talked into it by a boyfriend) and idiots who think they won’t be “the one” who gets caught, that somehow they are smarter, luckier, etc. It’s pretty sad.
I propose an idea to every parent whose kid is about to go off backpacking in foreign lands – sit them down and make them watch, just once, a marathon of these 2 movies: Midnight Express (especially for guys) and Brokedown Palace (all girls take notice). I’m not kidding. Trust me, it may save their lives.