Existing below the supreme power of God, not all powers on our earth are equal.
In Western societies, justice systems are failing the people again and again and again.
I have just submitted this human rights complaint to Victorian Equal Opportunity And Human Rights Commissioner Ro Allen.
“Ro Allen,
with a heavy heart, I name Archbishop Philip Leslie Freier as a respondent in this human rights complaint relating to insensitivity and failure to properly address issues raised by me with him.
I do this under the Charter of Human Rights and Responsibilities Act 2006 both section 10 B (A person must not treated or punished in a cruel, inhuman or degrading way) and Section15.2 (Every person has the right to freedom of expression which includes the freedom to seek, receive and impart information and ideas of all kinds, whether within or outside Victoria and whether— (a) orally; or (b) in writing; or (c) in print;)
Geoff Fox”
Archbishop, in this matter I look to a higher power than any western pretense of justice in the Police State of Victoria to resolve what’s gone wrong between you and me: Associate Professor Uncle Glenn Loughrey’s unique combination of ancient and modern knowledge may be the mediator you and I need.
While Uncle Glenn does not profess to have all the answers to everything, he is willing to listen.
Archbishop, will you talk with me and Uncle Glenn, just the three of us, and see if we can resolve the differences we have in accordance with an ancient culture which is probably much better attuned to human needs than anything which owes its origins to the pernicious lies and still pervasive methodology of the doctrine of Terra Nullius?
Archbishop, can you and I try to do this The Aboriginal Way?
Geoff Fox, proud grandson of Clarissa Fox (nee Howard), who just might have been the granddaughter of Johnny Mullagh, or one of his teammates.
My paternal grandmother, Clarissa Fox.
Postscript. (26/9/2022)
Archbishop, you have helped me with my concept of being anglo-islamic this year.
I am still thinking about the possibility of the compatibility of my core beliefs with becoming Anglican.
But every day on which you do not discuss my complaint against you of human rights violations against me based on your response to my treatment by police at the entrance to St Pauls Cathedral on 9/11 this year during the QE2 memorial service, is a day on which you dig a deeper hole for your self with respect to those violations.
Is this what your new boss King Charles would want you to do?
Last Sunday, I went to the Cathedral at about 6 p.m. to see if I could attend the memorial service for Queen Elizabeth The Second. As I approached the entrance I was able to say hello to a very interesting looking man carrying the Aboriginal flag. He was a Wathaurong man. As I understand it, Wathaurong is an aboriginal nation or language group located to the west of Melbourne.
The back of the Cathedral was extremely crowded and at that time it was impossible for me to see anything over people’s heads except the roof. It was also a little difficult to clearly hear everything.
I decided it might be more worthwhile for me to go outside and talk with the Wathaurong man.
I overhead a woman in good, dark clothes talking with him about the possibility of arresting him and I tried to talk with her about the human rights implications of threatening a non violent First Nations man with arrest. She told me that she was offended by me saying that she had threatened him with arrest. I told her that I was offended by her saying she was offended by what I had said. I now realise that her taking of offense proved to me that she did not understand freedom of speech.
Soon after that, the Wathaurong man was in discussions with a man at the cathedral entrance and dressed in a similar way to the afore mentioned woman.
Believing that there were potential human rights problems brewing here, I tried to be a go between and possible conciliator since it seemed to me that police were probably keeping an aboriginal man out of the cathedral.
Based on my very brief conversation with him, this man believes his people hold full sovereignty over their ancestral lands. I dont know enough about this belief yet to fully or partially ascribe to it or fully reject it, but I feel strongly that, like any real problem, First Nations claims to sovereignty in Australia must be discussed and addressed with something that gives Australia’s original first Australians a better place but probably not fully independent soveriegnty over Australian lands.
Police asked me to move on. I asked if I was committing a crime. The reply was to move on.
I stuck to my guns stating there were human rights issues. I believe in living in The Word which for me means discussing what needs to be discussed. I consider that to be both a right and a responsibility.
Police dragged me away from the cathedral. I resisted that and in the scuffle, I was pushed to the ground and held to the ground with a level of force way above what is needed for a small group of younger police officers to subdue a peaceful, but talkative, potbellied 65 year old like me.
I was now very angry and began shouting things like “Freedom of religion.”, “Freedom of speech.” , “My dad faced Japanese bullets in World War Two in Balikpapan so Australia would be free.” and “This is a police state.”
It would be a great shame if my noise caused a problem for those mourning in the cathedral, but I do not think what i was doing was completely out of sync with the beliefs of Queen Elizabeth herself. On the 9th of October 1964, HRH said, “It is my ardent desire that no citizen in my realms should suffer restraint.”
I was then frisked. This included a finger or two going down the back of my underpants between my buttocks.
I felt exceedingly uncomfortable and profoundly degraded by that.
As I recall, I said something about the finger or fingers in my underpants, but no one from the small gang of police officers made any response.
The police then took me to the Swanston St seats at the Cathedral’s side and asked me my name.
I told them I would give my name if they gave me an event number for a police investigation into Shane Andrew Patton’s culpability in the false imprisonment of Cardinal George Pell.
This question was repeated by quite a few police officers over the next hour or so and I gave variously worded but substantially unchanging responses. I did my best to impress on those officers willing to listen to me, that Patton’s crimes are much more important business for the police or other more willing authorities to sort out, than halting my human rights and religious conversations in front of the cathedral.
I was taken to a lockup and photographed and fingerprinted.
The cell I was placed in had a toilet and a camera on the wall close to the roof. this camera looked like it could see everything if someone who used the toilet was not very careful about how they used it. There was no toilet paper provided.
Finger prints revealed my identity and I was released. Police officers told me charges would be mailed to me.
Not knowing where I was and not granted the ride back to the city which I requested, I eventually found my way back to town.
Rebekah Spelman opposing restraints on citizens in Melbourne.
My conservative, libertarian friend Rebekah Spelman has had this to say about my account of what happened:
“That’s a frightful experience, Geoff.
It sounds to me like VicPol dragged you through the gauntlet as far as they did in order to not lose face or give up ground.
What an absolute waste of resources, not to mention the needless suffering or angst for you. I hope you’re alright.
You committed no crime.
They gave you The Full Treatment.
This is what our tax payer dollars are going to.
Meanwhile a friend of mine lives next door to known junkie criminals who blatantly and repeatedly break into her backyard and shed to steal, and the police can’t do a thing at all.
This state is rotten and the problem starts at the top.”
I agree with Becky.
That is why I tried to get the police to focus more on the crimes of Shane Andrew Patton than on violating my human rights to freedom of speech, to freedom of association, to freedom of movement, to freedom of religion and to freedom from degrading and humiliating treatment.
But the most important thing here for me now is not the police violation of my human rights or the physical or low-grade sexual assault against me.
I reported a crime to them.
They did not investigate or respect the report I made.
That’s one more reason that I have the right and responsibility to call the country of my birth a police state.
Geoff Fox, 13th November, 2022, Terror Australis
Becky Spelman telling it like it is outside the mammoth police headquarters in Melbourne.
He is famous for his dystopian fictional writing about how people are in “a state of continual warfare” with evil government that uses Thought Police against their own people.
I have been at war and therefore in constant personal turmoil with the police state of Victoria when their Thought Police arrested me in the winter of 2016 and took me through psychological hell that year in a family violence court as a result of lobbying an Australian Labor Party politician for environmentalist WW2 commemoration.
One well intentioned old guy upset me and triggered anger in me by something he said. I will call him DS here, because I see much that is wonderful in him and Deeply Spiritual and because only a few seconds of listening to his beautiful very intellectual voice will tell you that he is a Debonaire Sophisticate. But when he tried to tell me something along the lines that what I suffer now is my own fault because I am not and was not giving out enough love, I got upset.
The only honest response I can make now is still: BULLSHIT !
Police state crap becomes entrenched when people in countries like Australia do not emphatically and unreservedly oppose it.
It cannot be loved.
Any pretense of any such love would be a lie.
As George Orwell wrote: “The relative freedom which we enjoy depends on public opinion. The law is no protection. Governments make laws, but whether they are carried out, and how the police behave, depends on the general temper in the country. If large numbers of people are interested in freedom of speech, there will be freedom of speech, even if the law forbids it; if public opinion is sluggish, inconvenient minorities will be persecuted, even if laws exist to protect them.”
God Bless George Orwell.
God Bless Freedom.
And may the Great And Powerful God, who my personal faith tells me judges over all, may that God ultimately send vicious criminals like Daniel Michael Andrews and Shane Andrew Patton to the hell they deserve for all of their very real crimes.
The Melbourne freedom movement cannot be defeated. It might lose many battles but there are too many good, beautiful people, like Brooke, standing up against the stupidity of modern tyrannies, for those on the side of freedom to be defeated.
Eventually, mindless, inhuman government always implodes upon itself and dies.
As John Keats wrote “Beauty is truth, truth beauty,—that is all ye know on earth, and all ye need to know.”
Angie (an assumed name) is a professional woman on the front lines in the health system in Melbourne, Victoria. She cares about truth and about other people.
After her first dose of the Pfizer vaccine she started having stabbing sensations in the chest and hoped it was nothing serious. (This is a common reaction to chest pain.)
But one evening an online friend who was an experienced emergency department doctor told her “Go and get it checked out.” Angie went straight to an emergency department of a major Mellbourne public hospital.
At midnight.
About half a dozen people were in the waiting room.
Angie told the young triage nurse that she had had chest pain for a few days and believed it was because of the Pfizer vaccine. The nurse said an electrodardiogram would be performed. This is a standard test for chest pain. It is a quick and simple test to perform but often needs specialist nursing or medical eyes to interpret accurately.
Four hours later Angie had not been seen. She went back to the counter and told the same nurse behind the security screen that she had to work in the morning and was going to leave. The nurse said, “If you still aren’t feeling well, go to your GP.” (General Practitioner or Family Doctor)
Angie left, disgusted.
The ECG had not been performed.
What sort of health care is this?
The Victorian government imprisons five and a half million people in their own homes when diagnosed cases of Covid in the whole state are double figures.
But when the vaccine causes chest pain, basic testing doesn’t get done.
Back at home, Angie could not report chest pain on the government website designed to report side effects.
FREEDOM, DEMOKRASI AND CIVILISED HUMANITY 