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The Court Jester Whose Wit Saved His Life

How a court jester slapped the king's butt, then brilliantly convinced him not to kill him Triboulet served as court jester under King Francis I, who ruled France from 1515 to 1547 . Triboulet's quick humor rescued him from Francis I's deadly wrath, not once, but twice. Court jesters hold a unique place in history. Playing the fool for kings and queens meant they were always in close proximity to royalty, but so very far from their rank and station. Comedians often like to push boundaries, but that can be a dangerous business when your job is to entertain the peope who have executioners at their beck and call. Especially when you forget your place—or purposely ignore it, as the case may be—and playfully smack the reigning monarch square on the behind. That little whoopsie was the claim to fame of Triboulet, a court jester who served King Francis I in 16th-century France. But it was how he got away with slapping the king on the butt and living to tell about it that earne...

The mystery man found in the Hawkesbury, tied to a crucifix

Who is the mystery man found in the Hawkesbury, tied to a crucifix?

Fishermen on the Lady Marion found a body at the bottom of the Hawkesbury River in 1994.
Fishermen on the Lady Marion found a body at the bottom of the Hawkesbury River in 1994.


EARLY-MORNING fishermen made a gruesome discovery at the bottom of the Hawkesbury River. The mystery of who he was remains.

IT HAS been close to a quarter of a century since they found his body, but to this day nobody knows the identity of the man tied to a crucifix and cruelly dumped in the Hawkesbury River to die.

Next week marks 24 years since one of Australia’s most gruesome and baffling discoveries. A crew of early morning fishermen were out on August 11, 1994, on their usual mission. The Lady Marion trawler cast vast nets to fish the healthy squid population thriving in the mouth of the Hawkesbury, northwest of Sydney. That morning, as they lifted a net, they discovered it was caught on a rope anchored by a steel frame. As they struggled to lift the net, they discovered something more troubling than dumped wreckage.

The boat’s captain, Mark Peterson, recalled to press at the time: “As I pulled it in, I saw there were plastic bags tied to it, and then I saw a bone stuck out of one of the bags.”

The Lady Marion trawler.
The Lady Marion trawler.


A body, wrapped in plastic, was tied to a steel-framed crucifix. Wires and ropes around the torso, wrists, and neck bound the remains to the cross. Scientists at the Institute of Forensic Medicine in Glebe estimated the body had been submerged for somewhere between six and twelve months. The description of the man was crude and unspecific: of vague European extraction, 160-166cm tall, aged between 21 and 46. There were no missing persons reports that matched these vagaries and, in any case, police had very little to go by.

It was almost as if the man had gone out of his way to be unidentifiable — or somebody had taken pains to ensure this was the case. He had no personal belongings on him, save for a packet of cigarettes and a lighter. His clothing was unmarked and mass-produced: an “Everything Australia” polo shirt and “No Sweat” trackpants, both sized medium.

Police created facial reconstructions of the Rack Man.
Police created facial reconstructions of the Rack Man.


Being 1994, DNA technology was nascent. That year’s arrest and subsequent trial of OJ Simpson introduced the term to the wider world — and even then it wasn’t fully understood by the jury as being admissible, scientifically sound evidence. So, DNA was barely on the minds of NSW Police trying to identify a murder victim. To further their frustration, six to twelve months in the murky water had eroded his fingerprints and facial features, and compromised any DNA that may have been available for extraction.

A facial reconstruction was done based on his bone structure, and this image was splashed across news bulletins and papers for months, as police struggled to identity the crucified man. In the forensic lab, he was given the unceremonious name of Unknown Human Remains E48293, but in media circles he was dubbed the arguably less-humane “Rack Man”, based on the steel frame he was attached to.

A reward was increased over time until it hit $100,000, but no credible information was received. It seemed that nobody in Australia knew the man — and those who did were keeping quiet, for obvious reasons.

Without a victim, it’s hard to find a suspect.

The Lady Marion fishing boat captain Neil Peterson, who discovered body was trawling for squid.
The Lady Marion fishing boat captain Neil Peterson, who discovered body was trawling for squid.


What was clear, though, was this was a deliberate and meticulous killing. Every new piece of evidence was more chilling than the last. The steel-framed crucifix was custom-built for the unidentified man. The welding job was alarmingly professional and concise, and the cross-frame matched the man’s wingspan perfectly. It was also far too heavy for a single person to have lifted and dumped into the river, suggesting more than one perpetrator.

Police chased gangland connections, but little came of these. Due to the religious nature of such a crucifixion, it was posited that a satanic cult may have been responsible. The moral panic around such cults at the time saw this salacious theory do the rounds of news outlets and current affairs programs. An episode of Australia’s Most Wanted featured the killing, but no leads came from this.

The Lady Marion on the Hawkesbury.
The Lady Marion on the Hawkesbury.


Leads provided by the public at the time of the media blitz saw police investigate a number of shady missing persons: convicted drug dealer Joe Biviano from Sydney suburb Drummoyne; Kings Cross businessman Peter Mitris; Chris Dale Flannery, known to underworld figures as Mr. Renta-Kill; and gambling addict Matt Tancevski, who went missing in Sydney’s Newtown in January 1993 with $1800 cash. All these leads were dismissed due to discrepancies in height, dental records and other identifying factors. The dead ends were maddening for investigators, to say the least.

Sydney University anthropologist Dr Denise Donlon and PhD anatomy student Meiya Sutisno created a facial reconstruction of the Rack Man.
Sydney University anthropologist Dr Denise Donlon and PhD anatomy student Meiya Sutisno created a facial reconstruction of the Rack Man.


Detective Chief Inspector John Lehmann from the NSW Unsolved Homicide Team told crime reporter Justine Ford — who penned a book on a number of unsolved Australian murders — that until the victim is identified, it is near impossible to pin the murder on anyone.

“Until you identify the victim, you haven’t got a starting point. At least with a victim who has been identified, you can look at who the person was and ask questions like: What was he doing? Who were his associates? Was he in trouble? Was he known to police, and if so, for what reasons?” he said.

These questions have plagued investigators for 24 years. As with most cold cases, the further from the crime we get, the less likely it is to be solved. Advancements in forensic science occur daily, but given the decomposed state of Rack Man’s body, such scientific leaps are unlikely to help. Still, the possibility exists that someone with a heavy conscience will shed light on this man’s identity.

Until then, Rack Man lies refrigerated in an inner-Sydney morgue, waiting to be known.


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