Indigenous health organisation says personal details of 8,000 people accessed in cyber attack

ABC Far North / By Kristy Sexton-McGrath and Charlie McKillop

Key points:

  • The health organisation says an unidentified third party claimed responsibility for the attack
  • The organisation is “confident” that the information has not been “misused”
  • The mayor of an Aboriginal community says people should have been updated on the progress of the lengthy investigation

The Apunipima Cape York Health Council, an Aboriginal community-controlled organisation that services 11 remote communities in Far North Queensland, said an unidentified third party had viewed the information of patients, clients and staff during the incident in October.

The organisation, which has defended the length of time the investigation took, said the information accessed included Medicare numbers and, in some cases, copies of passports, tax file numbers, driver licences, bank and superannuation details.

Chief executive Deb Malthouse said a forensic investigation carried out by several government agencies, including the Australian Cyber Security Centre, had determined that none of the personal information stolen had been “misused”.

She described the attack as “deeply distressing”.

“We know that the information of around 8,000 people has been accessed,” Ms Malthouse said.

“We are confident that nothing has been misused or is being held, based on the advice given to us.

“Some individuals have had nothing accessed at all.”

A portrait of an older, bespectacled woman with short grey hair.
Deb Malthouse says the health organisation had to engage outside help to carry out the investigation.(Supplied: Apunipima Cape York Health Council)

Long wait for answers

The organisation said an unidentified third party had claimed responsibility for the hacking in a post on the deep web.

Ms Malthouse said those whose information had been accessed would be contacted in writing in the coming weeks.

She said the the organisation was working with Services Australia and the Australian Taxation Office.

“The advice from our cyber security experts has been the likelihood of information being misused is low,” Ms Malthouse said.

“We are not recommending Medicare cards be replaced, in terms of driver licences — that’s someone’s own personal decision.”

A man wearing a branded polo shirt stands in front of an Indigenous painting.
Wayne Butcher says people in his community went a long time without updates on the situation.(ABC Far North: Brendan Mounter)

Lockhart River Aboriginal Community Mayor Wayne Butcher said many people in the community were clients of the Apunipima Cape York Health Council.

He said the incident was very concerning and questioned why it took five months to carry out the investigation.

“There are a lot of questions around why clients have not been kept updated since the cyber attack,” Cr Butcher said.

“We have been wondering where it’s got to and this is the first I’ve heard about an outcome.”

Ms Malthouse defended the length of time it had taken to conclude the investigation.

“I know it’s been five months, but unfortunately we are only a small Aboriginal organisation with limited resources, so we have to outsource these things,” she said.

Who are you – really? The puzzle of personality | Brian Little

What makes you, you? Psychologists like to talk about our traits, or defined characteristics that make us who we are. But Brian Little is more interested in moments when we transcend those traits — sometimes because our culture demands it of us, and sometimes because we demand it of ourselves. Join Little as he dissects the surprising differences between introverts and extroverts and explains why your personality may be more malleable than you think.

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What is the Goldilocks effect in your personal life?

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What Is the Goldilocks Effect? The Goldilocks Effect is our tendency to consume information that’s not too long, detailed, and complex, yet not too short, simple, and watered down. In other words, we prefer writing that zips us across the page but also teaches us something novel and interesting.28 May 2020

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Everything Everywhere All At Once is a genre bending multiverse movie but it’s also one of the most challenging and subversive representations of masculinity I’ve ever seen in any genre.

What has changed since October 2019?

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  • Prime Minister, the Hon Scott Morrison MP

Australia’s submarine capability is an essential component of our defence force.

As the Indo-Pacific region experiences a new era of strategic competition, our submarine fleet is vital in keeping Australians safe and our sea lanes open.

Today our fleet of six Collins Class submarine incorporates the most advanced technology of any conventional submarines.

Three of the six submarines are consistently available for tasking as it attends to its most solemn duty – the protection of the nation and our people.

This cannot be achieved without the skills, courage and professionalism of our hard-working submariners.

Today we thanked the men and women of the Royal Australian Navy, at HMAS Stirling in Perth.

Being a submariner is no easy job. We ask our people who protect our nation to spend long periods of time away from their families, and they often can’t talk about what they do.

But it is also a highly rewarding career, working around the world on one of our best navy assets with a crew of great mates.

As the Morrison Government delivers our $90 billion Naval Shipbuilding Plan, the largest regeneration of the Navy since the Second World War, we will be building 57 naval vessels in Australia, by Australian workers, with Australian steel.

These vessels will be the backbone of the ADF’s maritime capability and will generate 15,000 new jobs across defence industry, from diesel fitters to electricians and carpenters.

The Navy has been an integral part of the nation it has served with great distinction for over a century.

We are rebuilding our fleet and transforming our navy to ensure a potent capability for whatever challenges this century brings our nation. 

A Polio Survivor from 1961

Gabrielle Hannemann: Polio Survivor

“Gabrielle Hannemann was born in Germany on the 26th of August 1957. She migrated to Australia with her parents and siblings when she was 2-years-old. In 1961, Gabrielle, better known as ‘Gaby’, and three of her siblings were struck down by a devastating illness that was sweeping through Sydney – Poliomyelitis. Gaby fell into a coma and when she regained consciousness, her world had changed forever. . . .”

I just found this article. I don’t think, I’ve ever seen it before. The article about my daughter Gaby starts with what I copied above. I’m afraid within these few sentences there are a few minor errors. Firstly, she was spelled ‘Gabriele’ and was born on the 28th of August 1957. When we came to Australia in 1959, Gaby had only one sibling, namely Monika, who was less than six months old on her arrival in Australia.

Gaby was our first born child. In 1961, when Gaby turned four, she had only two younger siblings! Gaby did fall into a coma in Prince Henry Hospital. Her siblings stayed with polio in Wollongong Hospital for a brief period.

Here is the continuation of the article:

“While her siblings recovered, Gaby, was admitted to Prince Henry Hospital and went directly into the new positive pressure respirator, as she was too small for the tank respirator. She was a beautiful child, with expressive eyes and brown hair, and she immediately captivated the staff assigned to take care of her. The damage to Gaby’s nervous system was extensive. While she had full feeling below her neck, she had very limited movement. She could not move her arms or legs and retained only a very small amount of movement in her left fingers. 

Her diaphragm was also affected and she had difficulty breathing without assistance, when sleeping. 

Staff remember watching helplessly as the paralysis travelled along her tiny body. They had little hope she would survive. However, they were to discover that Gaby had defences much stronger than her immune system: a steely and determined will to live.

As her father recounts: “…she took up the challenge. She never looked back. While her body refused her command, her mind started to work overtime.”

Gaby embarked on the long process of learning to breathe without the ventilator. Physiotherapists massaged and exercised her unresponsive limbs and the often-forgotten technicians spent long hours devising aids to encourage mobility and support her flaccid muscles. Everyone at the hospital loved her–they cosseted her, encouraged her and cheered her on. She became a local hero.

When Gaby began her education, she could not use her arms or hands, but she found she could skilfully manipulate a long stick held in her mouth. Gaby would listen intently, retain huge amounts of information, assemble her thoughts carefully and speak fluently. The world of knowledge began to open to her.

After six years living at Prince Henry, although still paralysed and unable to sleep at night without the respirator, Gaby left Hospital to return home to her family. When she was 17, she went to live in special supported accommodation units at Cram House and Ferguson Lodge, to broaden her social horizons. She met her long-time companion David, who gave her the opportunity to live independently. They moved into a home of their own.

Gaby’s physical world was limited to a wheelchair by day and her faithful “iron lung” by night, and she was dependent on care for necessities such as eating, showering and dressing. David and an army of trusted carers were instrumental in supporting her to live the life she chose.

Gaby was an active, engaged young woman who took pride in her appearance and always knew what she wanted. She learned to type with her stick and worked part time. She took up collecting for ‘Challenge’, her favourite charity, and on Australia Day and ANZAC Day she would dress up to attract as many donations as possible. She signed up to an extras agency for acting work, and she loved socialising, dancing and football–she was a huge Parramatta Eels supporter. She was a was a well-known figure in the Parramatta area, almost always accompanied by her dog Honey.

Described by her father as “unique and incomparable”, Gaby’s body may have been compromised by the Polio virus but her most important capability, her clear, perceptive mind, was in perfect working order. She had an exhaustible supply of courage, compassion and energy and continually sought ways to improve her physical and social condition. Gaby didn’t just survive Polio, she thrived.

Gabrielle Hannemann died on the 15th July 2012, at the age of 54. She is remembered fondly by her devoted family, her friends and all the staff who supported her over her lifetime.”

Following is a comment from me, Uta:

Today, I found this article. I don’t think, I’ve ever seen it before. This article is about my daughter Gaby. Within the first few sentences there are a few minor errors. Firstly, her name was spelled ‘Gabriele’, and she was born on the 28th of August 1957. When we came to Australia in 1959, Gaby had only one sibling, namely Monika, who was less than six months old on our arrival in Australia.

Gaby was our first born child. In 1961, when Gaby turned four, she had only two younger siblings! This is right: Gaby did fall into a coma in Prince Henry Hospital! Her siblings stayed with polio in Wollongong Hospital for a brief period.

One Day after Valentine’s Day in Australia in 2017

A few weeks ago, that is on the 14th of February, I republished what I had posted in 2017, remembering how I had spent Valentine’s Day with Peter, my husband.

Here you can see where I had republished this Valentine’s Day post:
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What do you think, doesn’t the rose look beautiful?


This is the morning of the 15th of February, 2017, in Australia. We’ve just have had breakfast. I am very much looking forward to continue reading Jonathan Franzen’s ‘Purity’. I have only a few more pages to read.

Last night we watched ‘The End is my Beginning’.  This was a very thought provoking film about the end of life. It was filmed like a documentary and based on the life of an Italian journalist and his family.

The End Is My Beginning

OLYMPUS DIGITAL CAMERA A Rose for Valentines’s Day 2017 and a lot more novel reading is still waiting for me.

OLYMPUS DIGITAL CAMERA This pizza we were looking forward to eat on Valentine’s Day unfortunately turned out to be not to our taste.

OLYMPUS DIGITAL CAMERA Luckily though we had wine and a delicious salad.

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Auntie, Sister. Grandmother, Great-Grandmother, Mother and Wife of German Descent.

I’ve lived in Australia since 1959 together with my husband Peter. We have four children, eight grandchildren and six great-grandchildren. I started blogging because I wanted to publish some of my childhood memories. I am blogging now also some of my other memories. I like to publish some photos too as well as a little bit of a diary from the present time. Occasionally I publish a story with a bit of fiction in it. Peter, my husband, is publishing some of his stories under View all posts by auntyuta

Unfortunately Peter died on the 12th of December 2020. He was 85 and seven months when he died. We had been married on the 21st of December 1956, so we were married very close to 64 years!

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  1. auntyuta Edit sad! I find it as a cruel irony that Bruno Ganz played a cancer ridden patient. Looks to me like stomach cancer. Bruno than got colon cancer himself in 2019, which killed him. It is like the character he portrayed in this movie was exactly a mirror of what will be happening to Bruno. RIP Bruno Ganz.Peter and I watched this movie on Valentine’s Day 2017A man on his deathbed recounts his life and experiences to his son in what should be a film teeming with flashbacks, seeing as how the man is Tiziano Terzani and the theatre of his adventures are Vietnam and its devastating war, Mao’s China, Ghandi’s India and the Himalayas.Instead, The End Is My Beginning [+], an adaptation of the bestseller by the great Italian writer and journalist, directed by Jo Baier, is a long dialogue between father and son, noteworthy performances from the leads (Bruno Ganz and Elio Germano), a theatrical film shot in one setting: Terzani’s real house in Tuscany, where he spent his last days among the pristine countryside and mountains, talking to his son Folco about life, disease and death.Reply
  2. auntyuta EditHe was talking to his son about life, disease and death!The End Is My Beginning [+], is an adaptation of the bestseller by the great Italian writer and journalist: Tiziano Terzani!Tiziano says to his son Folco, that Folco may know a lot about his father’s life for the 35 years since he was born, but he doesn’t know much about what his father’s life was like before he was born. And Tiziano points out, that he, Tiziano does not know much about his father’s life, and that he regrets, that he never asked nuch about his father’s life. Tiziano, knowing that he is going to die soon, reckons this is the right time to begin telling his son all about his whole life. He encourages his son to ask questions. And the son does listen to what the father has to tell him!Reply
  3. auntyuta EditI feel, I have a lot to tell about my life, that future generations might want to know about. Of course I can keep trying to write down, whatever comes to mind. But it would be even better, if there was someone who was willing to ask a lot of questions that I might want to give detailed answers to.

So, in February 2017 we watched ‘The End is my Beginning’.  I said, that this was a very thought provoking film about the end of life. It was filmed like a documentary and based on the life of an Italian journalist and his family.

This is what I said in 2017 in the comment section: “I feel, I have a lot to tell about my life, that future generations might want to know about. Of course I can keep trying to write down, whatever comes to mind. But it would be even better, if there was someone who was willing to ask a lot of questions that I might want to give detailed answers to.”

In the above mentioned film, the son asks the dying father a lot of questions. And there is a lot, that the father has to tell the son! And the father is talking to his son about life, disease and death!

My question is, would my children listen, if I wanted to talk to them about these important subjects?

Uta’s Diary from the first of March continued

So, this morning I managed to actually speak to three of my neighbours. For sure, all the conversations were extremely brief. However, I reckon it was very lucky, to talk to so many neighbours within less than half an hour or so!

Now, Stanley, Jenny’s husband, recently bought this gadget for trimming edges. He actually tried it out in front of my window once before. This morning, while I was at the computer already starting to type a little diary post, Stan was all of a sudden very busy cutting again some edges and getting rid of some weeds with his very noisy machine right in front of my window! 🙂

It wasn’t worth complaining, for I imagined it would not take very long: There wasn’t that much to cut, for it had grown only a tiny bit, since he had cut it not so long ago. I was lucky, the noise pretty soon did stop.

This morning I received an email from my son Martin. It looks like there is a chance, he might be able to visit me with his dog Millie in early April. His birthday is coming up on the 8th of April. He was born in 1960 in Wollongong, Australia. So, he’s going to be 63 this year! 🙂

My son is these days about the only person who actually stays with me for a few days for a visit. I cannot think of any other person who would do this. . . .

I’ve been contemplating, why is this so? Well yes, there is one person in Berlin, who would book immediately a flight to Australia to see me with her little daughter, wo turns four this year on the 16th of May, which happens to be Peter’s birthday. When Lina was born in 2019, Peter was still resonably well; and he was thinking, he might be able to travel to Berlin one more time to see Lina’s proud mama and dear little Lina.

Peter died more than two years ago. Since then, I think, I’ve been to Benalla, Victoria, where Martin lives, a couple of times, and Martin has been visiting me three or four times. Each time for about a week or so. So, these visits are great for one week each time. Still, that has left many a week, where I lived completely on my own in that three bedroom house, which I think does not really need to be that big at all! 🙂

One of my neighbours with the same size house as mine, but a much smaller yard, recently moved into an age care home. So her house, wich is at the front of the ten villa complex, is for sale! She is 91. I think, when I am 90 or 91 I would like too to move to a nice age care home, where I would still have my own bedroom. Three times a day I would have meals sitting down with other people that I can talk to.

Most elderly women outlive most elderly men. This is a fact, right? And most, single elderly men seem to be quite happy to live on their own for as long as possible. Also, I know a number of women, that have been widowed for a number of years, and these women are now quite happy to live without a partner. I am not one of these women. I’d prefer to live with a partner again. However, at my age, it is extremely unlikely that I can find a new partner. 🙂

Still, everybody tells ne, I should want to live many more years. I can only say, if my time runs out before I turn 90, I can be oly happy about this. And honestly, nobody should say, that they won’t like me dying very soon. Why on earth wouldn’t they like it? How much time do they think, they can still spend with me?

Actually, I find, hardly anyone has a lot of inclination to spend significant time with me. And as I approach the nineties, for sure it’s only getting worth. Why can’t they acknowledge, that it would be better for all of society, if I could die before I get into the nineties?

If I knew some people, who could help me with writing and publishing a book, that could give me a new lease of life. But this is more or less just a dream, isn’t it?

I can be very emotional. But on the other hand, certain facts, I tend to view in a very rational way. I do not want any medical treatment to keep me alive longer and longer. I am of the opinion, I do not need any anti-depressents just because I have a desire to die sooner rather than later.

For as long as I am healthy enough, that I do not need any life prolonging treatments, I accept it, that I am still alive; and so I am very determined to enjoy an indepenent life as much as possible! 🙂

The fact is, that it is very unlikely that I can lead such a life very much longer. Why on earth should it be otherwise? Sorry, a very much longer life, just does not make sense to me.

In 2013 we were interviewed for some Oral History!

Our daughter Monika said the other day: ‘I knew, Mum, that you’d like Frances.’ She wasn’t surprised at all that I very much loved having her around. Peter and I were always very much looking forward seeing her here at our home. This was some weeks ago. Very soon now we should get the result of these recording sessions with Frances.

I think Frances saw our daughter Gaby just a few days before Gaby died. Sadly the planned interview with Gaby could not take place at the time. There was some difficulty with incoming calls Gaby was expecting that day. Apparently Gaby was reluctant to switch off her mobile phone!

Gaby’s passing must have been a shock to Frances as it was to all of us. Frances had already been looking with Gaby at some of her documents. She was aware how Gaby caught polio at age four, and that she had lived as a quadriplegic with breathing difficulties for over fifty years. After Gaby’s passing she was keen to interview someone of Gaby’s family.

Frances found out from daughter Monika that we, Gaby’s parents, had gone overseas soon after Gaby’s death and wouldn’t be back for quite some time. In the meantime Frances started interviewing Monika. This is how Monika did get to know Frances. Monika agreed to be interviewed about her life in connection with Gaby. So Frances recorded twice one hour with Monika. Some time later, after our return from our long overseas trip, Peter’s and my tale was recorded too. Peter’s took eight times one hour, mine seven times one hour.

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To imagine that these recordings are going to be available at the National Library in Canberra. Some future historians might want to listen to our story! It shows that to find out something about Gaby’s life is to be possible for years to come. Some researchers may be interested to see how Gaby was able to cope despite being severely disabled.

Gaby was our first born child, born on 28th of August 1957

Daughter Monika was born 5th of December 1958

On the 31st of May 1959 Peter and I arrived with our two baby daughters in Australia.

Uta’s Diary on the first of March 2023

There was beautiful sunshine early in the morning. I was sitting outside in the common area for about half an hour very much enjoying this warm sunshine, 🙂

Then at about half past nine Jenny, one of my neighbours, did fetch something from her carport. So, I said good morning to her, and we talked to each other for a minute or so. Jenny did hang out something to dry. Then she went back inside to have some breakfast with her husband Stan. She said to me to have a very good day. and I wished her a good day too! 🙂

When Jenny had gone back into her house, I noticed Barbara at the back of her house. Barbara is another neighbour right at the front of the complex. I went and talked to Barbara for a bit too. She said she was about to go to her exercise class. I only briefly talked to her about her Bible Study Group that I had missed the day before because I had felt I needed to stay outside on my deck to have a good rest day.

On the left site of my house lives Joan with John. Before I went back inside, I was able to say good morning to Joan, as she was approaching her car to go out for a doctor’s appointment. 🙂