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Safe in the bosom of wickedness
Rocked in the arms of selfish defeat
The wind whispers their names
Heard only by those in hopeless retreat
They’re spoon fed and neat
Dressed only to be seen
There’s starlight dancing in the sky.
A lonely reminder of what could have been.
There’s cash a plenty
Thou satisfy the Servile’s might
Tis only the moonlight warming the cold dark nights
Not the love of bairns lost to the fight
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NZ teacher Peter Joyce’s settled life was disrupted when a woman he had never met accused him of historic rape. With a unique brand of angry humour, his diary plots the stages of his despair and traces his attempts to find justice in the face of the current insistence that we must “believe the victim”.
Dry Ice is a compelling memoir, but much more. The accusation made the writer a reluctant expert on similar cases from all over the world. He throws light on everything that limits public knowledge of false sexual allegations, from dangerous counselling to flawed statistics, and he exposes police investigation methods as blinkered, inefficient and insensitive.
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Peter Joyce writes a blog: www.blackstonesdrum.com
