It’s a bird! It’s a plane! It’s…Tracey Morris?

You have to hand it to Tracey Morris. She and the truth haven’t been on speaking terms in years, but she can certainly spin an amusing yarn. For example, have you heard the one about how Tracey singlehandedly sprung Sabine from Colindale Police Station, where she’d been taken following her arrest in August 2015? It’s a corker!

Our kind friends at McKenzie’s Devils have given us this video synopsis:

The gist of it is that Tracey got the scoop on the entire world, as she just so happens to know a not-at-all-crazy person named Conrad Hendricks, who hails from Swindon, who just so happened to have faxed Tracey a handwritten affidavit attesting that he’d not only dug up the videos of RD’s children on the ‘dark web’, but had attempted multiple times to post them on his Facebook page.

According to Tracey and the not-even-a-little-bit-mad Mr Hendricks, all of this occurred on or about 14 November 2014, more than two months before Sabine was alleged to have released the videos to Veterans Today and TheTapBlog.

Uncharacteristically, Facebook not only deleted the posts on poor Mr Hendricks, but they deleted his entire account…multiple times! [Wow, they must have altered their Community Guidelines since then! –Ed.]

Well anyway, where were we? Oh, yes.

So poor Sabine gets arrested, but Tracey, super-heroine that she is, shouts to her, “Don’t worry, Sabine, I’ll save you!” and rushes off to Belinda’s house to get Mr Hendricks’ fax. She catches up with Sabine’s support posse (John ‘SmilesAndChuckles’ Banks, Kevin ThickAsShite Weaver, Frances Inglis, Ray ‘Put Aside Our Indifferences’ Shaw, and Belinda ‘IamNotaCrook’ McKenzie) outside the police station. Kevin is busy haranguing a cop at the counter, but Tracey squeezes a few words in edgewise—”Tracey Morris, McKenzie friend”—before Kevin starts running off at the mouth again.

Tracey manages to push herself in front of the nearest video camera, where she reads the entire contents of the fax, which sounds like this: “I found some videos and I put them on Facebook but Facebook took them down so I put them up but Facebook took them down so I put them up but Facebook took them down”, for about five minutes straight. It ends with something about how Mr Hendricks’ mummy always told him to be nice and so he is, period, the end, amen.

Sadly, Tracey overlooked a couple of critical facts: a police station is not a court, so all the ‘evidence’ in the world is not going to help Sabine at this point; and Sabine wasn’t being charged with releasing the kids’ videos at this time. She was being charged with witness intimidation, a charge that would come to trial a year later.

So Mr Hendricks’ finely crafted affidavit, whether it came from the pen of a complete nutter or not, was of absolutely no use, and had no bearing on Sabine’s release when it eventually happened.

However, something about that date—14 November 2014—struck us as odd. It’s interesting that on that date, Sabine uploaded Ella’s “witness statement” to her Dropbox, from whence it would eventually be leaked to Veterans Today and TheTapBlog.

Probably just one of those weird coincidences, right?

But as we’ve said before, we have reason to believe that Hoaxtead wasn’t just a random ‘perfect storm’ of a vindictive woman, a cannabis- and sodomy-obsessed man, and two bright children who were tortured into doing their bidding.

We have long believed that planning, organisation, and forethought went into this thing.

And while we think Tracey’s claims of having rescued Sabine from the cop shop are laughable, we now wonder: is it possible that Mr Hendricks stumbled across something online that wasn’t intended for public consumption…yet?

We’ll probably never know for sure, but it’s an interesting thought. And now if you’ll excuse us, we have an appointment down the nearest rabbit-hole.