Monthly Archive for September, 2007

The Burmese officer at my dinner table - September 29 2007

The Burmese officer cadet at my dinner table

From Andrew Drummond, Bangkok, September 29 2007

The former Burma officer cadet at my dinner table this week did not blink an eye when I asked him how could the Burmese soldiers so regularly turn their guns on their own people.

Or indeed how could they crush the skulls of Buddhist monks with their rifle butts?

Rangoon monks beg army not to attack

After all he had just announced to me that at the age of 12, when soldiers killed some 3,000 pro-democracy supporters in Rangoon, he had been out there in the streets firing nuts, bolts, and screws into their ranks.

But when he came of age the army was the career chosen for him by his father. Its the shortest way to an easy life in this impoverished country.

 “We have seven years of training. Every day we are told that we are the protectors of Burma, but its enemies can come in all different forms.

“If you show any sort of disloyalty, any sympathy with the agitators you lose your life. You become nothing.

“There is no soldier out there who is going to disobey an order from Than Shwe (Burma’s president). Reports that some soldiers are disobeying orders are hard to believe. It’s just wishful thinking by the pro-democracy demonstrators.

“The only possibility is if there is a break in the army’s unity. It happened when Khin Nyunt* was ousted. But that opportunity has gone.”

Aung Kyaw Soe is one of scores of former Burmese soldiers across the border here in Thailand. They come for a variety of reasons, but usually it’s for an easy life, having used their contacts to start various ‘import-export’ businesses. Not many are here for idealistic reasons I am sorry to say.

Aung Kyaw Soe is no exception, though who can blame him fleeing Burma at the age of 24, and seeking escape from one of the most isolated countries in the world.

Aung Kyaw Soe, is the name he has given me. It is not real of course.

The son of a Burma Army Bho Hmu (Major)  he is a Burma army deserter.  Now aged 33 he signed up as a ‘Bo Laung’, officer cadet, in 1994, despite having witnessed the atrocities in Rangoon in 1988.

“The incentives were too good. On completion of training all soldiers are given free housing, a salary, and enough supplies of rice and cooking oil a month to start your own black market.  And with those stars on your shoulder, believe it or not, you command respect in Rangoon society, the only society that counts.

“I just quit because I did not like it. The military training was too tough. I did not want to continue getting up every day at 4 am, and go through all that training on a diet of phae hin. (yellow bean curry)”.

When I ask him about sanctions against Burma he laughs out loud. “Oh you mean the threats from all those paper tigers. Now nobody cares about that at all. Why should they?  I don’t think Than Shwe is planning a holiday in New York.

“The army has gone through several phases, first fighting the Chinese nationalists, (who invaded northern Burma with US General Stillwell in the Second World War) and also the Burmese communists, then dacoits and robbers ( the Burmese military term for the scores of rebel armies who supported the British against the Japanese in World War 11)  then fifth columnists within the country. But for the last few years they have regarded the west as their enemy.

“Actually the first lessons in our training are to learn to denounce the imperialist Japanese and British who fought for control of our country.  Now the enemies are George Bush and the British. You can see how the protesters march to the British Embassy.  That really annoys the Generals.  It suggests it was better under the British and the Burmese can trust them more.”

“It’s no secret that most Burmese want military intervention. Nothing else can top the regime.  In fact I say yes. My country should be invaded and the troops will be mobbed in the streets.  There is absolutely no other solution….. But nobody is going to do it are they?

Aung Kyaw Soe says managed to get through his military career without seeing a shot being fired in anger.  As a supply officer cadet he helped moved food and munitions for units fighting the Karen National Liberation Army near the Thai border.

“If you see a snake or Karen, kill the Karen first”, he said quoting a racist expression used in Thailand, accept here referring to Indians. Clearly his military training had left some marks.”

This week he has been in contact with friends and relatives by phone. He has just come of the phone talking to a niece whose primary school was raided by soldiers wearing red scarves.

“They are the worst, “ says Aung Kyaw Soe. “Special Forces. They are recruited in the provinces mainly so what they do in Rangoon does not matter so much to them.”

Rangoon redscarves

I left the dinner conversation early to meet fellow journalists arriving to cover the already bloody Rangoon protests, besides my computer and phones were on the last few hours of pinging away with updates from the Rangoon protesters.

Today I am an armchair journalist and I am feeling guilty about it. But for the time being at least massive amounts of information are coming out of Rangoon from internet bloggers which the foreign correspondents there cannot see.

I was in Rangoon in 1998 for ‘The Observer’ during and after the Burmese military’s orgy of violence.  I still remember the confident and contemptuous stare of one particular Burmese soldier challenging me to be his next victim in Sule Pagoda Road.

I averted his eyes. To stare back would be inviting trouble.

I have been shot at and mortared by the Burmese Army, while filming with the Karen ethnic majority for the BBC, and spent weeks in the camp of heroin warlord, Khun Sa, (then America’s Most Wanted Man) in the Shan States of Burma, as he happily traded with Burmese and Thai officers alike this time filming for the Observer Film Company.

And like many I have witnessed almost at first hand the atrocities carried out by the Burmese authorities against its ethnic minorities. …..So it’s difficult to count an-ex Burma army man among my friends.

Rangoon With anti govt monks 20 years ago

It’s also not difficult to understand why they have banned me from Rangoon.  I have been denounced by the junta at least twice.

(with anti-government monks 20 years ago)

In Burma’s border wars the Kachin, Karen, and Shan rebels don’t always play by the Queensbury Rules, but one can understand that when you take in just what the ‘Tatmadaw’ (The Burmese army) get up to.

 But the confrontation between monks and troops in Rangoon is the one conflict I can honestly describe as one of ‘good against evil’.

But Aung Kyaw Soe is right about one thing. The Burmese are scared about the west even though their fears might be misplaced.

Over 25 years ago 1985 Lieutenant General Saw Maung put decided to double the size of the Burma army which was then ‘ a handful’ at 200,000 strong.

“It is simply impossible to defend a country the size of ours with only this handful of troops… therefore, what we have to do in the case of foreign invasion is to mobilise people in accordance with the “total people’s war” doctrine.

“In order to defend our country from aggressors, the entire population must be involved in the war effort as the support of people dictates the outcome of the war.”

The Burmese army now numbers 428,000 and has weapons from China, North Korea, Yugoslavia, Israel, Germany, Finland.

The Burmese Army also has  U.S. stinger missiles, originally destined it is believed for the Mujahadin, and carbines, excellent for jungle fighting, acquired from the U.S. in the 50’s as part of a ‘Military Assistance Program’.

This was at a time when Burma’s notorious dictator General Ne Win was pulling all the strings.

The Burmese Army, rated the second best in southeast Asia to Vietnam, does not appear to have the support of its people though.

And if , a most unlikely event, Britain and the United States were ever to go to war, its former allies, the Karen, Kachin, and Shan, who fought with Orde Wingate’s Chindits, U.S General Stillwell, and the British SOE (Special Operations Executive) against the Japanese, are itching at the bit.

The older Karen still have a curious attachment to the British. I don’t know why. The British sold them down the river into the hands of the Burmese who have been persecuting them ever since.

And old Karen officer I knew, Major Aaron Po-Yin, used terms like ‘crikey’ and ‘golly-gosh’ and remembers his officers getting Christmas hampers from Fortnum & Masons.

Major Po-Yin, ex-Burma Navy, won the Distinguished Service Medal for saving two British SOE officers in a Japanese ambush.  I had the pleasure to pick it up for him at the Ministry of Defence and give it to him 40 years after the war ended.

Rangoon Po yinA01

“So why did the British betray us,” he asked. 

I could not answer for Britain then, and I am not going to now, if our sole support for the Burmese people and its oppressed minorities is limited to political rhetoric and implausible sanctions.

Andrew Drummond and Andrew Chant  were monitoring the events in Rangoon this week for the British press, the Canadian Broadcasting Company, CBS New York, RTE, and BBC Regional programming.

 * Burma’s Forgotten War

* Anguish of Britain’s Forgotten Allies

* Lord of the Golden Triangle

Hero pulled others from wreckage - The Times September 18 2007

Hero pulled others from wreckage

From The Times September 18, 2007

Andrew Drummond, Simon de Bruxelles and Will Pavia

A British traveller has been hailed a hero by the Prime Minister of Thailand for hauling fellow passengers from the burning wreckage of the aircraft in which at least 88 people died.

Peter Hill, 35, from Manchester, was praised for his heroism. The unofficial toll of Britons killed in the crash on Sunday in Phuket rose to five.

Phuket air crash Peter Hil

Among those missing and feared dead were a retired couple from Bristol who had stopped in Thailand on their way to starting a new life in Australia. Tony Weston, a former Royal Marine in his sixties, and his wife Judy, 64, a retired nurse, had told neighbours that they had won the trip to Thailand in a competition.

They had sold their home and their possessions were being shipped to Australia, where they were looking forward to meeting their new grandson.
Also missing was Alex Collins, 22, a recent graduate from South Wales, who had set out last week on a six-month trip with his girlfriend, Bethan Jones.

Yesterday Ms Jones, from Porth, Rhondda, was receiving treatment for severe burns sustained in the crash. Mr Collins’s parents were said to be distraught. A friend said: “They were so excited and had been planning this trip for ages. They’ve both been saving up and were really looking forward to it. It is hard to believe that just a few days later it has all turned to tragedy.”

The Foreign Office was unable to confirm the number of British dead, but the Irish Government announced the death of Aaron Toland, 22, a recent graduate from the University of Ulster, who had been travelling with Christopher Cooley, 23, from Londonderry. Mr Cooley was in intensive care. Martin McGuinness, the Deputy First Minister, said that he had visited the parents of both men.

Mr Toland’s family prepared to fly to Thailand. His aunt, Patricia Logue, the deputy mayor of Derry City Council, said that the family were devasted.

Quinton Quayle, the British Ambassador, said that he believed that “several British citizens” died in the crash. Three Britons were confirmed injured, including Peter Hill. Surayud Chulanont, Prime Minister of Thailand, and Nittaya Pibulsonghkram, the Foreign Minister, visited Mr Hill in hospital, bringing flowers and fruit.

Mr Hill had been sitting in Row 24 on the One-Two-Go flight from Bangkok which crashed as it attempted to land. He was next to an emergency exit, which he forced open. He was said to have dragged out Ashley Harrow, 27, from Northern Ireland and two Israelis. All suffered serious burns.

Phuket air crash Scott Harrow

Mr Pibulsonghkram described Mr Hill as a hero who “pulled two people out at his own risk”. He added: “He is doing pretty well.” Mr Hill said: “I might have got it [the exit] open a bit, but Ashley [Harrow] smashed it.”

Robert Borland, 24, from Perth, Australia, said: “As we approached Phuket airport it seemed we were coming in too fast. I think the pilot decided conditions were not right because he accelerated and pulled up. It felt we were going up, but then we hit the ground. Everything went black, pitch black, with smoke. Then there was fire.” Mr Borland was pulled out on to the wing, his clothes alight. He suffered a broken arm and severe burns to his legs.

Pictures: Above, Peter Hill; Right, Ashley Scott Harrow

‘Saint in Yellow saved me’ - The Australian September 17 2007

Andrew Drummond and Elizabeth Gosch

September 18, 2007

ROBERT Borland was on fire and covered in aviation fuel when he was dragged from the blazing wreckage of the Phuket plane crash by a Thai passenger he calls the “saint in yellow”‘.

Speaking from his Phuket hospital bed, where he is recovering from a broken arm, burns to his legs and a back injury, Mr Borland said yesterday he had been saved by a man wearing a yellow T-shirt, worn by many Thais on Mondays to honour their king.Phuket air crash Borland

“The Thai man with a yellow T-shirt dragged me out on to the wing. He was like a saint to me,” he said.

The 48-year-old, who grew up in Perth, has been living and working in Thailand for 12 years and was on the island on Boxing Day 2004 when the tsunami hit. On Sunday, he was returning to Phuket after travelling to Bangkok and Singapore on business.

“It’s impossible to describe how lucky I was,” he said.

Mr Borland said the One-Two-Go flight, which took off from Bangkok’s Don Mueang Airport at about 2.30pm on Sunday, was fairly rough.

“The captain kept the seat-belt light on all the time. Over Phangnga Bay and James Bond Island we were flying in and out of the clouds. Occasionally you could see the island in the bay,” he said. “As we approached Phuket airport, it seemed we were coming in too fast. I think the pilot decided conditions were not right, because he accelerated and pulled up. It felt like we were going up, but then we hit the ground. Everything went black - pitch-black with smoke. Then there was fire.”

Although he was suffering a broken and dislocated left arm, back injuries and burns to his legs, Mr Borland, who was sitting in seat 24F, managed to push open the emergency exit window next to him.

“I pulled the hatch but then realised there was an inferno outside, so I pushed it back and fell to the floor,” he said.

“I crawled over to the other side where there was another exit and at that time I realised my trousers were on fire. I crawled to the exit door but couldn’t raise myself to get out. Then the Thai man with a yellow T-shirt dragged me out on to the wing. I slid down to the ground and saw others coming out of the exit.

“Firemen were on the scene almost immediately, pumping foam. One took my hand and said in English, ‘You’ll be OK’. I replied in Thai, ‘I cannot move, my back is injured’.

“Two other firemen came and dragged me through a drainage ditch, where I was picked up and taken to a local hospital where my wounds were cleaned before I was taken here.”

Mr Borland’s father, John, who lives about an hour’s drive south of Perth, said he was enormously relieved to hear his son’s voice during a phone call at lunchtime on Monday.

“Obviously we heard about the crash last night and we’ve had updates all day, but it was a relief to speak to him,” Mr Borland said yesterday.

“He was quite lucid - very chipper and very impressed with the treatment he has been receiving at the hospital.”

Mr Borland said his son was working on a residential development of almost 200 units on the resort island.

“As far as we know, he will continue to work up there, but we’d like to see him back here inAustralia to get treatment byburns specialist Fiona Wood,” he said.

“He was also in the tsunami, so he’s a very lucky lad.”

Robert’s mother, Muriel Robertson, was expected to fly out to see her son last night.

“I want to go up there, make sure he’s OK, and if not I want to get him back as soon as possible and under Fiona Wood. As soon as he is capable I want him on a flight back,” Ms Robertson said.

Mr Borland, who was born in Scotland, migrated to Perth with his family when he was nine.

“We saw passengers engulfed in fire,” says survivors of Phuket air crash -The Times

 “We saw passengers engulfed in fire,” says survivors of Phuket air disaster - The Times September 17 2007

From The Times September 17, 2007

Andrew Drummond in Bangkok, Andrew Chant in Phuket and Fiona Hamilton
Survivors of a horrific runway crash that killed nearly 90 passengers told last night how their plane disintegrated on impact as they arrived at an island paradise.

The budget carrier, which was packed with British and European tourists, was engulfed in smoke and fire after it skidded off the runway and crashed during monsoon rain at Thailand’s popular holiday resort of Phuket.

As bodies were laid out in an airport building last night, the Deputy Governor of Phuket confirmed that British nationals were among them, along with Irish, French, German, Israeli and Australian travellers.

At least 88 of the 130 people on board the McDonnell-Douglas M-D82 were killed, and there are fears that there could be several British dead. Eight Britons survived, at least one of whom remained in intensive care last night.
Survivors were forced to step over bodies to escape the inferno. Witnesses told how the pilot of the budget One-Two-Go flight was forced to abort his first landing attempt before the aircraft, from Bangkok, slid off the runway in the rain and slammed into the jungle. It caught fire and broke into two parts.

One survivor, John O’Donnell, from the Irish Republic, said from his hospital bed: “Our plane was landing. You can tell it was in trouble because it kind of landed then came up again the second time.

“I came out on the wing of the plane . . . the exit door. It was kind of crushed and I had to squeeze through. And next thing, it really caught fire, then I just got badly burnt — my face, my legs, my arms.”

The Foreign and Commonwealth Office was unable to confirm last night how many British nationals had been killed or injured, and could not say how many were on board the flight. But foreigners accounted for more than half of the passengers and the area is popular with British and European visitors. Quinton Quayle, the British Ambassador to Thailand, said that three different Embassy teams were heading to Phuket — from Bangkok, London and Hong Kong — to help any Britons involved.

Three of the eight surviving Britons, Benjamin Green, 24, Peter James Hill, 35, and Ashley Scott Harrow, 27, were said by hospital staff to have suffered superficial wounds such as cuts and burns to the face and hands, and shock. Christopher Cooley, 23, was last night in intensive care suffering from burns.

The condition of the four other British survivors — Mahsa Fatoorechi, 39, William Burke, 23 and two others who had not been identified — was unknown. But one woman who had previously told rescue workers that she was British was in intensive care in a critical condition.

Survivors said that the aircraft broke in two as it skidded off the runway. “I saw passengers engulfed in fire as I stepped over them on the way out of the plane,” said Parinwit Chusaeng, a survivor. “I was afraid that the airplane was going to explode, so I ran away.”

The airport remained closed last night as wreckage from the crash obstructed its only runway. At the time of the accident weather conditions were said to be not excessive, but the cyclonic monsoon can bring sudden squalls and winds from unexpected directions. Regardless of the cause, the accident will raise fresh questions about the safety of South-East Asia’s budget airlines, which have burgeoned in the past few years.

About 750,000 British tourists visit Thailand every year and more than 10 per cent take the short, 90-minute flight from Bangkok straight to Phuket, the largest and most popular island, which is widely considered to be the pearl of the country because of its rich natural resources. The air route is the country’s busiest from Bangkok.

Yesterday’s crash was the country’s deadliest aviation accident since December 11, 1998, when 101 people were killed as a Thai Airways plane crashed while trying to land in heavy rain at Surat Thani, 330 miles (530km) south of Bangkok.

In a recorded statement, One-Two-Go said: “One-Two-Go Airlines is deeply sorry for this accident and we will accept all responsibility for the passengers in this situation. We will do our best for your convenience.”

The Foreign Office has set up an inquiry line for concerned families — 020-7008 0000.

Travel operators said yesterday that, although it is low season, hundreds of Britons are on holiday in Phuket.

Local tourism has only recently recovered from the devastation of the Boxing Day tsunami in 2004, which hit the western and southern coasts of Phuket. Some 300 people died and 400 buildings were destroyed. Hotel occupancy dropped 90 per cent within a month of the disaster and was still 40 per cent down a year later.

While most resorts were still 15 per cent below pre-tsunami levels last year, the region managed to regain its reputation as a top destination and bounced back in 2007. It enjoyed a surge of British tourists, attracted by its clear blue sky and palm-fringed beaches.

According to the Thai Tourism Authority, Britain has pulled ahead of Germany as Thailand’s most important source of tourists from Europe and is the fourth largest source of arrivals overall.

Phuket is one of Thailand’s most important regions, accounting for a third of the country’s $8 billion (£398.4 billion) annual tourism revenue and attracting about three million visitors each year.

With its beautiful beaches, exotic food and friendly local residents, the southern resort has long been a mecca for British tourists — in particular gap year students backpacking around Thailand. There are 27 direct flights each week between Bangkok and London.

Troubled history

— The plane that crashed in Thailand was an old type of aircraft, the McDonnell Douglas MD-80 series

— The MD-80 has two jet engines and carries 172 passengers; 1,194 were built before production ended in 1999

— According to the Aviation Safety Network, there have been 949 fatalities from 22 occurrences categorised as “hull-loss” incidents — meaning that the aircraft has been damaged beyond repair — since its first flight in 1979

— In August 2005 all 152 passengers and eight crew died when their West Caribbean Airways aircraft crashed near Machiques, Venezuela

— In May 2002 all 103 passengers and nine crew aboard a domestic China Northern flight died when the plane crashed into the sea near Dalian; the pilot had reported a fire in the cabin

— In August 1987 154 passengers and two ground staff died at Wayne County Airport in Detroit when a McDonnell Douglas DC-9-82 aircraft flown by the carrier Northwest slid along a road, hit a railroad embankment and burst into flames during take-off

The one who got away - Nation, Bangkok, September 16 2007

The one who got away
Heroin pusher David McMillan infamously escaped the ‘Bangkok Hilton’ - but he lived like a prince on the inside. Published on September 16, 2007

The man I glimpse in London seems innocuous enough. Used to hiding in crowds, he now travels to work against the morning commuter rush to Dorking, a small town in Surrey. His job is filling tins of health supplements, and his boss says he’s a quick worker.

David McMillan in West Ken 1
He should be. David McMillan is a notorious drug trafficker. He still faces the death sentence in Thailand for heroin smuggling.
He’s better known as “the only Westerner to have escaped the notorious Bangkok Hilton”, as Lad Yao Prison is unaffectionately known. He did so in the middle of his trial in August 1996.
In the decade before that event McMillan was at the centre of a daring plan to escape by helicopter from Australia’s Pentridge Prison, a stunt for which he was willing to pay half a million Australian dollars.
His story, “Escape”, has been selling well at Asia Books and in airport lounges throughout Southeast Asia. It has not been released in Australia, where publishers fear the cash might be seized as the proceeds of crime.
Britain will not allow extradition to a country that still uses the death penalty, so at 51, McMillan remains safe from Australian clutches, and Thailand, busy with a higher-profile fugitive, seems to have all but forgotten him.
In the book McMillan gives some details on how he operated during the 30 years he was moving heroin from the Golden Triangle and from Pakistan and Afghanistan’s Golden Crescent to markets in Australia and Europe - and about his amazing Bangkok jailbreak.
But the book is not a testimony to inhumanity and depravity in Thai prisons, like so many others on the shelves. In fact, it’s almost the opposite. McMillan played the system and won. He was an Oriental Hotel regular; others who write of Thai jail horrors seem to be more Nana Plaza types.
At the peak of his career in the ’80s McMillan was a multimillionaire with homes and offices in London, Melbourne, Hong Kong and Brussels, as well as Bangkok.
But as he came to the attention of British, American and Australian authorities, he never took a direct route anywhere. He lived a life of switching cabs, entering and exiting department stores, and carrying a seemingly endless variety of mobile phones and passports.
After finishing school McMillan did actually try to get a regular job, but then started his own company. It was called Kilo Productions.
He was busted for his first kilo of cannabis at London’s Heathrow Airport in 1979 and served six months in jail.
“I started dealing among friends, but of course, with the profits being so good it went much bigger,” he says. “I am not going to pretend what I am not … It is inevitable that … I will be labelled a ‘Merchant of Death’ or something like that. I make no justification for my actions.
“Actually the reason I wrote the book was not to make money. It’s because so many people asked me during dinner conversations how I escaped from the Bangkok Hilton. I just thought I’d put it down on paper.”
McMillan writes that he wanted “a life of adventure. The drug world provided that opportunity … Travelling to exotic locations, devising ways to cheat customs, and being handsomely rewarded seemed ideal.”
And he admits to paying a high price: His wife was arrested along with him in Australia and died in a fire at the remand centre a few weeks later.
“Was it worth it? The answer is that such a life is not quite worth the suffering. All of us have less than 50 years of quality, and so many were spent imprisoned or locked in a losing battle with police agencies of different kinds. Most of my friends from those days are dead and coped less well, I think …

David McMillan Home London SEPT 07
“I’ve got no time for most of the people who write these whining books about Thai prisons,” McMillan says. “I understand the Thais and the way they work. I do not see what they do as corruption, in the same way that other prisoners did.”
Of course, McMillan was not just a lowly courier, as are most foreigners at the Bangkok Hilton. His banker on the outside knew exactly how to look after him.
While the foreign prisoners in the prison’s Building 2 were waging a battle against vermin, worms, tuberculosis and Aids on a diet of soup with an occasional fish-head, McMillan in Building 6 had his own chef and servants and dined on goods bought in the local supermarket.
“I had access to television and radio and my own office, and instead of 70 to a cell we just had five. This all cost about Bt10,000 a week each.
“I did not see it as bribery. The guards saw themselves as helping and I was just showing my gratitude. We wanted it to be a bit more like a hotel and we were willing to pay.”
One of his privileged fellow prisoners was former police general Chalor Kerdthes, jailed for murder in the Saudi gems fiasco. McMillan refers to him in the book by a pseudonym, but is happy to talk on the record.
“General Chalor had an even more comfortable time than I did. He was like royalty. He had taken over the prison’s [Intensive Care Unit] as his own suite.”
Chalor refused to help McMillan, and that’s when the Briton decided it was time to go.
“I knew I was going to get the death penalty,” he says, and a move to Bangkwang Prison was imminent.
Using hacksaws smuggled into prison in a box of pornography that served to distract the guards, McMillan got from his third-floor cell to the jail’s outer wall.
He built a pair of ladders from bamboo poles and the picture frames that the prisoners make to earn some income, and cleared two smaller walls and the outer electrified wall. He says he felt only two surges of electricity on his rubber soles before dropping to the ground below.
Then, using an umbrella to shield him from the guards in the towers, he followed the path around the prison. Other guards were just arriving for the morning shift as he strolled out to the main road and hailed a taxi.
By 10am, McMillan had picked up a passport that was waiting for him in Chinatown and was boarding a flight for Singapore.
Having escaped the death penalty - or at least the minimum 100-year sentence - he might have considered quitting the drug trade. He didn’t.
He fled to Pakistan, and there was arrested on another charge of heroin trafficking. At Karachi Central Prison, McMillan befriended the husband of deposed president Benazir Bhutto, and a bank executive jailed for fraud.
“Both men had been allowed to build their own houses in the prison complex, complete with gardens. I dined at their typically British Sunday lunches, at which all sorts of influential people from the outside, including leaders of industry and police, attended.”
McMillan was ultimately acquitted for lack of evidence and by the late 1990s was back in England, still unwilling to quit.
He was last arrested in 2003 at Heathrow for bringing in half a kilo of heroin. He got four years and is currently out on parole.
McMillan can only console himself with a statement made last week by Australian lawyer Philip Dunn: “McMillan was very charming, a dashing buccaneer, very different from your average criminal.”

Andrew Drummond
Special to The Nation

Andrew Drummond is a Bangkok-based British journalist and correspondent for the Times    of London.

*Drug dealer who escaped the ‘Bangkok Hilton’ is on the run in London - Evening Standard

Drug runner - a dead man laughing - The Australian

 Andrew Drummond, Bangkok | September 08, 2007

THIS is one of the world’s most notorious - and remarkable - heroin traffickers: Melbourne man David McMillan. He should be dead. Or at least wasting away in a Thai jail awaiting death by hanging.

Instead, on this September morning when The Weekend Australian tracked him down to London’s Fulham Road, he was buying the papers on the way to his job, packing health food.

David McMillan in West Ken

The Caulfield Grammar-educated drug dealer, who for decades helped run a multi-million-dollar trans-national crime empire, is a wanted man in Thailand. Having skipped parole in Melbourne, he cannot return to Australia without facing jail.

McMillan cheated death through a miraculous escape from the infamous Thai jail known as the Bangkok Hilton. He rehearsed for the breakout from Klong Prem prison in 1996 by years earlier plotting to escape from Pentridge Prison’s D Division in a helicopter.

When he was released after a decade in jail in Australia, he skipped the country on a false passport. He has never returned and has no fear that Thai or Australian authorities will come looking for him.

“Simple, really: the British Government will not extradite to a country where the death penalty is still practised, and breach of parole is not an offence for which I can be extradited to Australia,” McMillan says from his London bed-sit. “Besides, I have a British passport.”

Despite still being on the run, McMillan, now 51, has written a book, Escape, about the 30 years he spent moving heroin from the Golden Triangle of Southeast Asia and the Golden Crescent of Pakistan and Afghanistan to Australia and Europe, and his amazing breakout in Bangkok.

“He was charming, a dashing buccaneer, very different from your average crim,” Australian QC Philip Dunn says of the young McMillan.

At the peak of his career in the 1980s, McMillan says he was a multi-millionaire: “I maintained a large flat in Mayfair, homes and offices in Melbourne, and apartments in Bangkok, Hong Kong and Brussels.”

But as he came to the attention of the Australian Federal Police, the US Drug Enforcement Agency and British Customs, he was forced constantly to switch cabs and enter and exit department stores to confuse followers and carry a variety of mobile phones and passports at all times.

McMillan was busted for his first kilo of cannabis at Heathrow in 1979 and served six months in Reading jail.

“I was one of those who thought all drugs should be made legal,” he says.

“I started dealing among friends, but, of course, with the profits being so good it went much bigger. I am not going to pretend what I am not. It is inevitable that as a result I will be labelled a Merchant of Death or something like that.

“I make no justification for my actions. It was just a life.”

McMillan first came to notoriety in Australia in 1983 when, at 26, he was sentenced to 17 years’ jail for spearheading a million-dollar heroin ring.

His then lover, Clelia Teresa Vigano, the daughter of a wealthy Melbourne family, and another woman, Marie Escolar Castilo, died in a fire at Fairlea prison asthey faced trial over the syndicate.

In his three years in the Bangkok Hilton, McMillan had a better time than most drug couriers.

While the foreign prisoners in Building2 battled vermin, worms, TB and AIDS, and had a diet of soup with an occasional fish head, McMillan had his own sanitary toilet and servants, including a chef, whose ingredients came from the local supermarket.

“I had access to television and radio and my own office, and instead of 70 to a cell, we just had five. This all cost about 10,000 Thai baht a week,” he says.

Once he realised the death penalty loomed, McMillan had hacksaws delivered, hidden in posters.

The guard searching his gift box was distracted by pornography, which was, of course, confiscated.

According to McMillan’s account of his escape in August 1996, he sawed through two bars and crawled out along a plank. He descended two storeys to the ground using webbing belts.

Lardyao04By 2.55am, he had reached a prison factory where he kept “an office”. He picked up gaffer tape, eight sturdy picture frames, some civilian clothes and water.

In the prison’s paper box factory, he constructed two ladders from bamboo poles, tape and the frames.

After scaling three inner walls and negotiating “Mars Bar Creek”, a 2 1/2m-wide open sewage trench, he climbed the outer wall.

“I reached the top and opened my eyes to a view I had imagined for so long it was already a living memory,” he says.

After reaching the bottom of the outside wall, he followed the earth path around the prison with a raised umbrella over his head.

“I held to that day’s maxim: ‘Escaping prisoners do not carry umbrellas’,” he says.

It was just after 6am. By 10am, McMillan — armed with a new passport from the city’s Chinatown, with details already logged into the Thai Immigration Police computer — was boarding a flight for Singapore.

“Eventually I heard the sound that was a kiss to every smuggler: the fwump of sealing aircraft doors,” he says.

Having escaped the death penalty, or the minimum of 100 years in prison, McMillan might have thought it time to quit the drugs trade. He didn’t.

He lived in Pakistan with a member of the local nobility, but was arrested in Lahore and brought to Karachi Central Prison on another charge of heroin trafficking.

By another stroke of luck, or as McMillan would have it, “fair justice”, he was acquitted of the drugs charge and by the late 90s was back in Britain.

Did he stop? No. He was last arrested in 2003 at Heathrow airport for trafficking in 500g of heroin. He got four years and is now on parole.

*Drug runner - a dead man laughing

Hill-tribe men ’set up’ for rape, murder of Aussies - The Australian Sept 05 07

By  Andrew Drummond and Jim Pollard
THAI police set up two hill-tribe men to take the rap for the murder of Australian student Kelvin Bourke and the rape of his girlfriend Sheri McFarlane in northern Thailand in 2000.

Thailand’s Supreme Court delivered a final appeal verdict in Chiang Mai on Monday, acquitting two men previously given the death sentence for the crimes.

The court said the police case against Sangthong sae Yang and Inthorn sae Jong, two Chinese Haw men now in their mid-20s, was flawed.

Judges said new evidence showed DNA extracted from both defendants’ sperm did not match that found in the rape victim, McFarlane.

The DNA evidence was suppressed at their trial in Fang, which found the two guilty of murder and rape in July 2002 and sentenced them to death. Monday’s ruling upheld a Court of Appeal decision in 2004 that overturned the original verdict.

Just as in the case of British backpacker Kirsty Jones, 23, who was murdered and raped in a guest house in Chiang Mai, police in the same year tried to clear up the case by picking on non-Thai nationals.

In both cases they used torture and ignored DNA evidence of sperm that proved the hill-tribe scapegoats innocent.

In the case of Jones, from Wales, a Karen guide was tortured and police even tried to extract sperm from him, possibly to place in the crime scene.

Their plot was exposed after the Guides Association of Chiang Mai marched on the police station.

But the Chinese Haw suspects arrested by police for the attack on Bourke and McFarlane, from Melbourne, had no such organisation to support them and spent two years on death row.

Bourke and McFarlane were camping near the northern Thai town of Fang, in Chiang Mai province, when they were attacked by four men on February 3, 2003.

Bourke was beaten and then shot trying to defend his girlfriend.

McFarlane was raped and brutally beaten but escaped after pretending to be dead.

Based on alleged confessions, Yang and Jong were convicted and sentenced to death despite the fact that the DNA sperm was not theirs and there was photographic evidence that they were many hours away from the murder scene at the time of the incident.

The police case against the hill-tribe men, both in their mid-20s and descendants of the Chinese Kuomintang army who fled the Cultural Revolution, was based on a controversial identification of one of the pair by McFarlane just days after the attack.

The case was the subject of a documentary expose on Thai television in which police were accused of threatening to kill the families of the two young men if they did not confess to the crime - and stage a public re-enactment for the media.

Despite what the defence say is overwhelming evidence of their innocence, the prosecution has appealed against their release, a common tactic in Thailand used to wear down defendants and lawyers.

The men’s lawyer, Wirachai Wangkahaemsuk, said: “The case against them is so weak that they should drop this appeal and pay compensation.”

He described his clients as scapegoats for a crime that local police were under enormous pressure to resolve quickly, because of damage to the tourism industry and a planned visit to the region by Thailand’s Queen Sirikit.

Bourke was the third Australian murdered there in 11 months.

At the time, the investigation into the murder and rape was criticised as being incompetent.

In the case of the murder of Jones, a British Embassy official was quoted in the Nation newspaper in Bangkok as describing the investigation as shambolic. But the Embassy later denied the quote attributed to it.

The investigations into the murder and rape of Jones, the murder of Bourke, and the rape of McFarlane appear as if they will never be satisfactorily completed.

* Hill tribe men ’set-up’ for rape, murder of Aussies