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Manawatu Standard
October 14 2004

Ex-cadet wants justice
by John Myers

Michael Everett doesn't want compensation.

"Nothing will recompense for what went on there," the Woodville fencer, 39, says of his days as a Regular Force Cadet at Waiouru.

Mr Everett joined the cadets at 17 in 1982, in response to "a very rosy picture" painted by recruiters - a picture that turned out to have a dark side.

"My life since 17 has been a troubled one," he said yesterday.

"I've had post-traumatic stress disorder symptoms, loss of relationships - family and friends - loss of jobs. And I've had a problem with alcohol for a time.

"I'm bankrupt," he went on, "and I'm bankrupt mentally, physically emotionally, spiritually.

"I'm on antidepressant prescriptions and counselling".

He is glad the current public outburst has brought life in the RF Cadets into the open, but says it has brought back a lot of memories he thought he had come to terms with.

Mr Everett said violence against himself by the senior cadets, who had the powers of non-commissioned officers in the barracks, was limited to his early cadet days.

After a couple of beatings - "they discovered I could take it" - they left him alone.

But those less able were targeted in what Mr Everett calls a long-standing culture of casual barracks, perpetuated as cadet victims themselves became the seniors who ruled the after-hours barracks and dealt it out.

He "ran the gauntlet" (a line-up of cadets who punched the offender), and he suffered the "gunge" parades (a beating if a cadet's barracks area was found to be untidy during inspection).

When his bed space was so clean the corporal could find no dirt, it was produced from the corporal's pocket and thrust into his mouth before his head was pinned to the floor by his ears.

One cadet, he said, was held down and had a hot clothes iron planted in the middle of his naked back. "He's probably still carrying the scar. . ."

Another was stuffed into his own barrack box (a lock-box at the foot of the bed), which was then hoisted up on top of a wardrobe and toppled to the floor with him in it.

"Those responsible for the abuse know who they are, and may have suffered their own penance as grown men for what they did as youths all these years later," Mr Everett said.

"But I don't want compensation. I want to see justice."

He said he is ready to identify perpetrators to any formal inquiry.