The Northern Territory Is A Kingdom Of Lies
You can always count on the Northern Territory News website to provide readers from around the country with fascinating tales, and they’ve not disappointed me this week. It seems the men of the Top End are fibbing about illnesses in order to lure sympathetic ladyfriends to their boudoir. Fiends!
Reports the NT News:
Scores of Territory women are being duped into costly “relationships” by devious men faking illness to win their love. Several woman have contacted the Northern Territory News with their tales of woe after it was revealed a man faked cancer to win a woman’s heart.
One woman from Katherine said she married a man who faked cancer for a year. She said he even put dye in the toilet to make it seem like it was blood. He also faked the death of his father, grandparents and nephew.
“I even named our son after his dad,” she said. “But when I rang his mum to tell her, she said he wasn’t dead.”
The woman said her husband flew to Darwin up to twice a month for “treatment” at Royal Darwin Hospital.
“I kind of knew, but he was my husband and I kept believing him,” she said.
But when a family member used a contact in the hospital to look up his records it revealed he had only been in hospital once – for a cut finger. The woman said she was $45,000 in debt because of his lies.
I suppose you’ll never never know if you never never ask to see a medical certificate before shelling out bucks for cancer treatment.
And readers may like to pity the woman who originally stepped forward to tell her story to the Northern Territory News over the weekend and whose shocking revelations encouraged a gaggle of duped ladies to open up about their own fibbing lovers. The poor girl in question had tried to break up with her boyfriend, only to be convinced to stay with him after he revealed he had cancer.
The girlfriend said she learned of the deception after calling Royal Darwin Hospital so she could visit her boyfriend. But the hospital told her the boyfriend’s name was not in the computer system – and his doctor did not exist.
“He deserves a Golden Logie,” she said. “It was twisted. He is the boyfriend from hell.”
I don’t want to be a pedant, but it’s a Gold Logie, not a Golden Logie. Back to your tale of woe, miss.
He started to shave patches of hair from his head to look like he was receiving chemotherapy treatment. The man would also run into the bathroom and make noises as though he was throwing up. The woman said she was now $2500 in debt because she had been taking care of him for the past three months in her apartment.
“Every now and then he would have some money to chip in, which he said was from a new job as a snake catcher,” she said.
But she later received a phone call from another woman who said she was having an affair with this man – and gave him the money for his chemotherapy treatment. As part of the back story, the boyfriend also claimed to have lost a testicle to a previous case of cancer.
“He told me he only had one nut and had a prosthetic one put in,” she said. “To me, they felt exactly the same, but how was I to know.”
It does seem slightly unfair to expect women to be experts in the field of prosthetic nuts in order to avoid having their hearts broken (and wallets emptied) by filthy rotten perfectly healthy scoundrels.