- the Sad Death of Dianne Brimble
By Geesche Jacobsen
Crime Editor for the Sydney Morning Herald
2010 - Printed in Australia
Paperback - 324 pages
Allen & Unwin Publishing, Crows Nest NSW
$29.99AU - Buy it at Amazon
As we followed this case, day by day, month after agonizing month, it seemed such a long wait for justice with far too many pages of details that would come to haunt us for months, likely years to come. The most horrific case of cruise ship crime we'd had the displeasure of reading, seemed to go on forever.
Just when we began to think that closure might come, a new twist propelled this case into the realm of a memory the world would not be able to shake, over and over again. Yet, in some self-serving attempt to regain a feeling of minimal complacency, we tried to move on. It was, of course, not to be.
As the family of Dianne Brimble refused to move on, to walk away from justice empty-handed, insisting that justice be served, even if frosty cold, the case continued as the relentless family pushed for a verdict that would result in 'somebody' paying for the untimely, tortuous, degrading death of ex-wife, mother and friend Dianne Brimble. After the inquest, we once again settled back into the repetition of talk that justice would eventually come, followed by long pauses.
Then, as if the story had not been told enough, as if not enough details had already changed our lives forever, a book is launched that professes on one hand to tell the truth of what really happened, with apparently new details erupting from the 324 pages and on the other hand produces a prosecutor criticizing the deputy coroner who sat at the inquest, saying she had let too many details come out during the inquest, a notion Geesche Jacobsen apparently does not support.
If too many details, means being able to picture what exactly happened on that cruise from the time passengers began to be annoyed by a group of eight men, through the time police officers danced through the page bytes, until the day one of the most publicly, horrific, graphic inquests in world history thankfully ended, then yes, there were too many details. There can't possible be a soul who was interested in this case who doesn't have the deepest level of disgust churning their stomach when the name Dianne Brimble is read or spoken. The name Dianne Brimble will be forever synonymous with the term 'cruise ship horror'.
That is what we get from too much publicity for this case, an ugly, gut-wrenching sense of cruise ship reality. No other case in the history of cruise industry crimes has produced so many painful details, so many repulsive photographs and so many words etched like nightmares onto our minds.
But, what we also got was a sense that the Love Boat era has been tossed belly-up onto the ship-breaking, pollution-soaked shores of India, along with moderation, morality, social skills and a basic regard for humanity.
We come to realize that sailing on the high seas isn't as glamorous, protected and controlled as the queen's palace, though the cruise industry works hard to market that manufactured fairytale.
We've learned instead, when women step foot aboard a cruise ship, they wander outside the civilized structure of law and order, into a random, wanton, lawless society where women become objects of unsafe obsession by animals who will stop at nothing to increase the pathetic, narcissistic value of their worthless lives.
The Dianne Brimble case has taught decent human beings that governments give passports to cockroaches, jackals and cobras and there is not a single voyage where all those three will not share space with good, honest common folks each who are somebody's grandmother, grandfather, father, mother, husband, wife, daughter, son or friend.
You will want to read Abandoned: the Sad Death of Dianne Brimble, as it rehashes the horror ending to an Australian woman's life.