Pathologisation of Normal Beliefs by the WHO

In 1995 the WHO (World Health Organization) published a series of 5 ‘manuals’ for the ‘management’ of ‘mental disorders’. This was shortly after the publication of the DSM4 by the American Psychiatric Association. The manual was authored by staff at St.Vincent’s Hospital, Sydney led by Professor Gavin Andrews. They were ‘underwritten’ by the New South Wales Institute of Psychiatry and strongly promote the use of drugs over psychological treatments.

Not by coincidence the manual promoting antidepressant drugs carried the logo of Pfizer while that promoting haloperidol and other dopamine-blocking drugs for the treatment of ‘schizophrenia’ carried the logo of the Belgian drug company Janssen-Cilag (which has since been acquired by Johnson & Johnson). These drug companies distributed the manuals free to doctors in Australia.

The manual on treatment of schizophrenia includes the Brief Psychiatric Rating Scale (BPRS) which was developed by psychiatrists and psychologists at the University of California Los Angeles (UCLA).

What is described as “unusual thought content” and the recommended questions to “elicit” this “evidence” of “mental illness” are dubious, to say the least:

1. Have you been receiving any special messages from people or from the way things are arranged around you?

2. Have you seen any references to yourself on TV or in the newspapers?

3. Can anyone read your mind?

4. Do you have a special relationship with God?

5. Is anything like electricity, X-rays or radio waves affecting you?

6. Are thoughts put into your head that are not your own?

7. Have you felt that you were under the control of a another person or force?

The manual pathologises “unusual beliefs in psychic powers, spirits, UFOs or unrealistic beliefs in one’s own abilities”.

Conversation with Steve Griffiths (Moorooka councillor) about Wildlife Trafficking

Yesterday I had a call from the long-time councillor Steve Griffiths in response to my call a few days ago about plundering of native wildlife. Griffiths has a background in ‘special education’ and a degree in social work; he has been the boss of the ‘Moorooka Ward’ of the Brisbane City Council (BCC) since 2004. Before being elected to Council he worked for the euphemistically-named, abusive and corrupt Queensland ‘Mental Health’ system (as a social worker).

I have only met Griffiths once, back in 2013 when I sought his support for my innovative frog-breeding program that resulted in my being forcibly taken by Moorooka Police to the PA hospital and locked up on several occasions on the instigation of my hostile, racist neighbour Jeff Miller of 74 Fegen Drive. At this time, Griffiths was not interested in my frog-breeding program or bird sanctuary.

In 2015 I was locked up again after Miller made a false report to the police that I was “armed with what appeared to be a meat-cleaver” and “slashing at a tree”, which he claimed was to “intimidate him”. This was on my 55th birthday (22 September) after I had been visited by my mother Kamalini who owns the property. It later began evident that Miller had been colluding with my father Brian Senewiratne – they had each others’ numbers and spoke to each other, though neither spoke to me. From the police report, when I was maliciously charged with “going armed to cause fear” by Moorooka Police (naming Miller as the ‘victim’) it is evident that after I was locked up Miller and my father gave the police the home-made knife together though my father got my mother to sign the receipt.

The knife was not a ‘meat-cleaver’, I was not ‘slashing at a tree’ and was not trying to ‘intimidate’ Miller or anyone else. It was a small ornamental knife I had made from a broken shard of mirror with a handle made of paperbark (held together with PVA glue). It was a utilitarian work of art. I had tested it out by cutting a groove into the paperbark (Melaleuca) tree across the road and had not even seen Miller spying on me from his property. In his report to the police he stated that he knows I “dislike him with a passion” for reporting me on “a number of occasions” in relation to my “behaviour”. Because of this, according to his statement, he was afraid I would run across the road and stab him!

I first realised that Miller was a racist back in 2012. Back then there was only a half fence separating our front and back gardens. Miller had positioned a number of metal sculptures in his back garden facing mine. These were made from pipes he had acquired from work as a gas fitter, crudely welded to make figures. These were human figures and a dog.

One day he showed me his new creation. It was a small stout figure with one testicle. “I have called it One Hung Low” he told me. Heidi (his wife) and I had a good laugh about that one”.

I got the joke. “One Hung Low” is an old Australian joke at the expense of Chinese names. I told him I didn’t think it was funny.

Returning to 2015, Miller’s statement to the police said that he had been keeping a “hand-written diary” on me since 19 August (2015) and he could “produce it” for the police, which he did. This is how I found out about the role of Steve Griffiths and his father Colin who, in a blatant act of nepotism, has been employed by his son in his Moorooka office for many years (paid for by Brisbane rate-payers).

Miller’s statement to the police dated 22.9.2015 (the day I was abducted from my home and taken, naked and handcuffed to the PA hospital):

‘SENEWIRATNE has been a nuisance to my family and the community since mid 2012. By nuisance I mean, SENEWIRATNE has been abusive, intimidating and threatening towards me and my family”.

This was a blatant malicious lie. I had been very nice to the Miller family and even lent my saxophone and keyboard to their daughter Katie who was a musical prodigy on saxophone. She stopped playing soon after that. Miller made his children afraid of me, but I have always been nice to them. However I did complain to his wife Heidi about the false reports her husband had made about me. She reported this to the police claiming she was “intimidated”.

The “hand-written diary” Miller wrote begins with the date 26-8-15 with the number of Steve Griffith’s office: 3403 1730 under which is written:

“1) Call Col Regarding Romesh Spook [sic] to Susan. Said Col would Ring Back”

‘Col’ is Colin Griffiths, Steve Griffiths’s father.

“2) FRI [friday] 28-8-15

Call Col SAT [saturday] 10 am. What’s Happening

He called Mother [my mother Kamalini]

WED Night 26-8-15

1) LOUD ph call to Mother Late Arvo [afternoon]

2) 10-10-30 WED Night Abusive phone call to Sara

1) Mother Called Hosp [hospital] and Spoke To Case Worker. SaiD He was Released Last Week all OK – NO Follow Up. She Though There was a problem after her Phone call WED arvo (who would have thought)

Col called me back and Advised

SaiD he would Talk to another minister (Health)

Suggested Having a meeting with the Case Manager, mother etc

Col called Police on my behalf, $ 12-30 approx”

From these notes it appears that Colin Griffiths wanted to be paid 12 to 30 dollars for his “services”. At no stage did Colin or Steve Griffiths attempt to contact me themselves and verify the truth about what Miller was alleging. Neither did the police, the health minister (Lawrence Springborg) or the PA Hospital. They acted as if the false allegations were true.

I raised this matter with Steve Griffiths when he called me back yesterday and told him that Miller was racist and didn’t like Asians or dark-skinned people. His response was, “There is plenty of racism towards white people, believe me.” He also defended the actions of his father Colin and Jeff Miller. He claimed, against all evidence, that Miller was “genuinely concerned” about my mental health.

I also told him about the evidence I had of trafficking of native wildlife, including (but not exclusively) birds (especially parrots). At first he expressed doubts about this but I was able to provide evidence to support the allegation based on 10 years of observation including my most recent evidence (that I have posted on YouTube).

He then said he did not think there was much “council” could do about it and also said he did not think it was a responsibility of State Police (QPS) to investigate.

I am appalled.

Why Anup Joseph Should be Arrested

I have just read the latest ‘Clinical Report’ by the PA Hospital for the Mental Health Review Tribunal (MHRT). It was hand-delivered by the ‘case manager’ Nigel Lewin whom I first met in 2011 when he injected me at the Burke Street Clinic (the psychiatry outpatient clinic of the PA Hospital located next to the hospital). His job was then to inject patient after patient with depot antipsychotic drugs.

Lewin trained as a nurse in England, worked for the drug company AstraZeneca and is also the Chairman of L’Arche Brisbane. Lewin told me that the report was done by Anup Joseph, but like the last report it states that it was prepared by Lewin. I asked Lewin about this on camera last year and he said it wasn’t true and he didn’t write it. I asked him why the report said that he had. He answered that maybe the doctors didn’t want to put their names to it.I have repeatedly told Lewin as well as the “treating psychiatrists” that the report contains numerous false claims about me, my beliefs and behaviour and provided evidence of this. It also has important omissions that establish my sanity. However, they refuse to correct the misinformation, and it has been accepted as fact by a series of Mental Health Review Tribunals.

These claims include that in 2015 I showed “disorganisation” by building a moat filled with glass, a false claim by Moorooka Police, which had previously (in 2011) claimed that I was “elevated and dancing on glass”. Sounds mad! But completely untrue. I have photos and videos of the irrigation project and frog-breeding program that I have been doing (intermittently) since 2011. The hospital notes also described the small water channels I made (with a small spade) as “digging trenches” in my garden. This too was cited as evidence of mental illness.

The format of the Clinical Report has been changed since February 2020 when the MHRT supported Anup Joseph and Nigel Lewin’s recommendation to keep me on what is now (since 2016) called a Treatment Authority (TA) rather than an Involuntary Treatment Order (ITO). The ostensible reason for the change was to promote “patient-centred care” and the protection of human rights, but the PA Hospital just changed what they called them from “ITO”s to “TA”s and carried on their systematic abuse and poisoning of what they now call “consumers” rather than patients (though they also use the older term ‘patient’).

Now the report begins with “Diagnosis of mental illness/provisional differential diagnosis” followed by “Details of current mental state examination”. Here you can see a stark example of the difference between a (reasonably) competent and honest psychiatrist’s assessment and that of Anup Joseph (and his predecessors).

Joseph claimed that I have both a “primary” and a “secondary” diagnosis. The primary diagnosis is “paranoid schizophrenia” and the secondary diagnosis is “mental and behavioural disorders due to use of cannabinoids, dependence syndrome”. Any psychiatric textbook will tell you that the cardinal sign of paranoid schizophrenia is auditory hallucinations, which I have never had. The other signs are delusions and what is called “thought disorder” as well as disorganisation (the classical sign of disorganised speech is called “word salad”), blunted or flattened “affect” (facial expressions), ‘magical thinking’, paranoia and suspiciousness, lack of motivation and “downward social drift”.

I am a very open, trusting person. I am also friendly, diligent and well-organised. Despite the poisoning I have been subjected to which has left me drooling from hypersalivation, relatively anhedonic (I experience less pleasure than I used to), slurred speech and deterioration in my dexterity and coordination I remain highly motivated and productive. Far from being paranoid, I have been described as “too trusting”. I have not had a holiday for 10 years and work hard, but at home. I was prevented from earning a living (or any income from medicine) not because of “progression of mental illness” (as Joseph has claimed) or because of complaints about the standard of care I provided (by patients or medical colleagues) but because of the psychiatry profession.

Joseph has also written that I had a “blunted affect” when I was admitted to the PA Hospital last year and that I was “flagrantly psychotic”.

The notes I have written at the time and the MSE (Mental State Examination) on 3.12.2020 by Dr Greg Weppner show the falsity of these claims.

Dr Weppner has recorded:

“Appearance – neat and tidy

Speech – Normal RRTV (rhythm, rate, tone, volume). Not argumentative, irritable or hostile

Emotions – Mood ok, affect bright and reactiveThought – form, stream and content appropriate

Partial insight and judgement

Oriented in place, person and time”

This is the accepted format of an MSE, which I studied back in the 1980s. The claim regarding insight and judgement is the standard and prevalent habit of accusing anyone who denies that they are mentally ill as lacking “insight and judgement”.

This contrasts with the report of Dr Robert Hope, a senior physician who assessed me for the Medical Board of Victoria in 1998. Dr Hope wrote:

“I found him a cooperative, pleasant, very intelligent person.His prior occupations have included music composition, singing, guitar, the playing of bass and saxophone and song writing in different fields of music. Art, photography and philosophy are all interests in addition. Stamp, fossil and butterfly collections are part of his interests. This is a man of English birth and education in Sri Lanka with top performance as a student at school….”

“More recent employment was as a medical officer to Willow Lodge which is a community of 1000 people or so, predominantly poor or incapacitated. He was close to these people, sympathising with their plight and applying himself to their problems…There have been numbers of patients prepared to give written support for his proficiency in medical care. There has been no complaint over the period of time that he has worked at Willow Lodge about his performance…”

“He has written material relating to the alternative treatment of psychiatric conditions, believing that there is misuse in the application of psychotrophic drugs in many instances in psychiatry…I examined his notes in relation to his theories on the pineal gland and psychological states. The background material seemed well considered and I found no flaw in the logic though there are, like all new theories, areas of contention”.

After this supportive report from Dr. Hope I was never asked to see him again – instead I was sent to the unsympathetic psychiatrists Patrick Power and then Professor Bruce Singh, boss of psychiatry at the Royal Melbourne Hospital. Singh, who was in charge of schizophrenia research at the NHMRC accused me of have a “paranoid personality” based on my “theories of conspiracy and corruption”. The NHMRC is one of the bodies i had alleged were corrupt in diagrams in my book “The Politics of Schizophrenia” which he had read.

Anup Joseph’s report mentions my father several times but does not mention that he (and my sister Shireen) worked at the PA Hospital. The first two of these references have been retained from previous reports by Justin O’Brien in 2015:

“On 14/8/2015 he was brought for involuntary assessment in response to a JEO [Justice’s Examination Order] – he has been abusive towards his family and made allegations about his father being involved in a terrorist group”.

Prior to this the report says “ITO was revoked on 28/07/2015” but does not say why or by whom. What happened is that Nigel Lewin brought a psychiatrist by the name of Kelly Schilling to my house who assessed me for 45 minutes and concluded that I was “eccentric not psychotic”. She said that the ITO could not be justified and took me off it.

I foolishly told my mother that I had been taken off the ITO and she told my father who got her to call the hospital and say that I was “again” making allegations that he supported the Tamil Tigers. The hospital told her that since I had been taken off the ITO the only way she could get me assessed was to take out a JEO. My father then drove my mother to the Holland Park Magistrate’s Court to get the JEO. That’s why I was locked up again and put back on an ITO.

What follows in the report is a misrepresentation of the facts regarding subsequent incarcerations on 31/08/2015 and 22/09/2015 when I was locked up under Justin O’Brien and his Sri Lankan registrar Ayodhya Malalagama. The report claims that “a home visit was organized” after the incarceration on 31 August 2015 and that “the house and the garden clearly showed evidence of disorganization. The conclusion was that Romesh shows disorganized behaviour driven by a psychotic illness, namely Schizophrenia and that he required anti-psychotic medication. The ITO was endorsed and he was restarted on IMI paliperidone depot.”

The report then claims:

“22/09/15 to 7/10/15 – Admission to Princess Alexandra Hospital – West wing. Readmitted on an Authority to Return (ATR) issued after home visit by community psychiatrist in response to complaints made by neighbors who reported Mr Senewiratne to be verbally abusive, threatening, walking with knife in hand, flooding the garden and overflowing neighbor’s garden and several behavioral abnormalities. Paranoia and irritability were observed on cross-sectional clinical assessment. There was clear evidence of disorganization and his impaired capacity to contain his behaviors to prevent conflicts with others.”

This is not what happened, and I have proof of it. The proof is photographic and documentary. I also have clear recollections of what was a very traumatic experience. On 22 September (my 55th birthday) I was not taken to the hospital after a “home visit by a community psychiatrist” and the visit to my house by Justin O’Brien and Ayodhya Malalagama only occurred after I had been locked up on the 22nd (not before, as the report claimed). It was also after my house had been ransacked and was not done in my presence or with my consent. After I was locked up O’Brien arranged the visit with my mother. This was following a letter from my father to O’Brien falsely stating that they had sold my house and I would not be able to return there. This was not true, however O’Brien told me that my chance of coming back here was “between zero and Buckley’s”.

As the police report by Constable Nicholas Giunta indicates, the reason I was taken to the hospital was a claim by my hostile neighbour Jeffrey Miller that I was “armed with a knife” and “slashing a tree” across the road and he feared that I would run across the road and stab him because I dislike him for getting me locked up previously. He stated this in his report to the police, who charged me with “going armed so as to cause fear” after my father and Miller gave the police the knife Miller was afraid of. My father got my mother to sign the receipt. I was visited in the hospital ward by Giunta and Constable Kirsty Silman and told I was going to be charged. I was told it was a serious charge and that I would probably go to jail. Miller, who has got me locked up several times, was named as the “victim”. The Charge Nurse who sat in on the interview told me I would probably be put on a Forensic Order.

I was then told that my house had been emptied of my possessions and they had been stored at the Mount Gravatt Storage King, which is located very close to my parents’ home in Carina Heights. I was injected with a bigger dose of paliperidone (Invega sustenna) and kept in the West Wing, the doors of which were kept locked. I requested and was denied leave by O’Brien. I complained to him that what he was doing was very unfair. He told me, “Life isn’t fair. If it was, most of us would be in jail.”

I was then visited by a woman called Clare Gamble who said she was my new “case manager” and that my family had found a new house for me to live in a place called Nanango, which I had never heard of. I was told it was near Kingaroy and she showed me the location on her mobile phone. I was distressed but agreed to the plan since it meant I could get out of hospital.

I was later told by my mother that my father’s lover (and secretary) Joyce Achong had driven my mother to see this house, which she was going to buy for $200,000. This is much less than the value of my house in Moorooka, the title deeds of which have been in the hands of my hostile older sister Shireen’s lawyer Fiona Kennedy who is married to her friend and fellow plastic surgeon Dan Kennedy. I later found out that my sister was involved in the plot to send me far away to Nanango and sell my house. I had renovated the house and landscaped the garden at my own expense and in lieu of paying rent my mother had requested that I act as her agent to promote and sell her art (she is an accomplished artist). This involved photographing hundreds of painting, cropping and colour-correcting them, naming them and uploading them to an artist page on Facebook, making YouTube clips of her art (with my music) and promoting her art on Blue Thumb.

The day before I was due to be discharged (to go to Nanango) I was told that the deal had fallen through and they would not be buying the house. I was then offered a place to stay by a co-patient by the name of Joel Schilling who I had made friends with in hospital. Joel told me his mother, whose name was also Kelly Schilling (the same name as the psychiatrist who had taken me off the ITO) had agreed that I could stay a few days with them at their house in Yeronga.

I stayed with the Schilling family for the next few days, but first I was taken to my house in Fegen Drive by Clare Gamble to get my car, which was parked in the driveway with a flat battery. She told me that I was not allowed to go into the house or garden and had to leave as soon as I got a new battery for my car.

When I saw my house and garden I was aghast. All the shrubs and trees I had planted since 2008 had been chopped down, all the potted plants and ferns around the house had been stolen and the beautiful rock garden I had made had been bulldozed. The bins were full of my work, with my bank card placed on the top where it could be easily seen and stolen. There was a pile of my and my daughters’ art which has been broken, torn and left in the rain. I disregarded the order not to enter the house and found that it had been emptied. All the art on my walls had been torn off. There were only two things left in the house. One was a photo of different Aboriginal tribes which was on the floor of my bedroom, and an ebony mask I had bought in Tanzania on the ground next to the front steps. The valuable rocks from my collection that I had put in my rock garden had been thrown in a pile under the house.

I then went to the Schillings’ house and stayed there for a few days, before I decided to come back to my house. I had visited the storage unit with Joel to retrieve some of my property but it had been crammed to the roof in total disarray. I was able to find my guitar and keyboard as well as a few clothes. It was weeks later, after my mother relented and let me return home and I got my property back from storage, that I found out that many of my valuables (including my coin collection, Aboriginal art and some of my musical and recording equipment as well as several USB memory sticks containing my work) had been stolen.

I returned to the house on 13.10.2015 (5 days after I had been discharged) and came inside the house. I then ordered a pizza. While I was eating the pizza the police arrived to take me back to the PA Hospital. My neighbour Miller had been instructed to ring my father if I came home, which he did. I later found that they had spoken to each other several times though neither spoke to me.I was locked up again in West Wing.

I was then sent a curt note that my father typed and got my mother to sign in 3 places. It reads as follows:

“1) This is to inform you that you cannot enter my property in Fegen Drive Moorooka or the House that stands on it. If you do so, as your treating Psychiatrist, Dr O’Brien told me, you will commit trespass and will be dealt with as such.

2) My lawyer tells me that if you attempt to move into my house (or enter it) the Police should be called and they have the requisite authority to remove you.Subsequently I will make an application for an AVO (Apprehended Violence Order). That Order will forbid you from going near my house in Fegan Drive and if you do so, the Police have the authority to remove you. I will convey this to the Moorooka Police.

3) My house in which you have been living without paying rent has been cleared of your belongings which have been stored in Storage King, Creek Rd, Carindale. I have paid the rent for two months. At the end of this period (November 2015) it will not be renewed. You can take it over and pay the rent. If it is not, the contents in storage will be disposed of.

4) I note that despite clear instructions given to you that you are not to enter the house in Fegan Drive, you have and have put back some of your belongings. You will have to remove these as soon as you are discharged from Hospital. If you do not do this, the contents in the house will be disposed of.

5) Regarding the removal of your belongings referred to above, you can do this ONLY if your Case manager is there. If they are not removed, they will be disposed of.”Copies of this horrible threatening letter were sent to Justin O’Brien and Clare Gamble. O’Brien responded by hastily writing a note to my mother apologising if he appeared to give her legal advice and that he was not qualified to advise her on trespass laws. The note says “a copy of this letter will be given to Romesh”. It never was.

The last week of this re-incarceration was hellish. I had been transferred to the psychogeriatric ward, ironically called the Grevillea Ward. I was 55. The irony was that among the trees that were cut down in my garden were two young Grevilleas. I was told by one of the nurses that I was moved to the geriatric ward because “Dr O’Brien doesn’t want you using the hospital as a hotel”. I was then seen by the “homeless team” who told me that on a pension all I would be able to afford was a one bedroom unit.

After a few days in the geriatric ward I rang and got through to my mother on her mobile phone. I was in tears and begged for her to let me return to my home, at least temporarily. She asked my father and he said “okay”.

After I returned home Nigel Lewin started coming to my house again every month to inject me. He urged me to get “legal representation” due to the seriousness of the charge of “going armed so as to cause fear”. I discussed it with my mother who offered to pay for a lawyer.

I contacted Trent Jones, a criminal lawyer working for Russo Lawyers, the boss of which was Peter Russo who is now my local member. Jones never met me, but accepted the brief after talking to me on the phone for about half an hour. After I sent him some money he contacted the police. He then wrote to me saying that the case against me was strong and advised me to plead guilty, for which he wanted to be paid $4,000 (to represent me in court). He said if I wanted to plead not guilty it would cost me about $8,000.

I decided to sack him and write my own submission to the Police Prosecutors. They dropped the charges. They also provided me with copies of the reports by the involved police officers and statement from my neighbours as well as the spy notes my neighbour Jeff Miller had been compiling on me from August till September 2015 when he made the false report that I was threatening him with a knife. The police accepted my explanation that I was cutting paperbark off a tree for my art and did not threaten Miller, but the false information has been retained in the PA Hospital records since 2015. This is despite my protestation that the claims are false and misleading.

The next reference to my father in the report claims that in October 2016 “there had been complaints from his [my] family about his abusive calls. He was reportedly running excessive amounts of water in his garden; he was irritable and more preoccupied with delusional thoughts about his father’s involvement with a banned political group.”

The “banned political group” is the Tamil Tigers (LTTE) which were not, in fact, banned in Australia (unlike many other countries). It does not take much investigation online to ascertain that my claim was not delusional. Nigel Lewin has told me “I never disagreed with what you said about your father”. This is not true – I had to show him a lot of evidence before he accepted that what I said was factual. Now he says that he knows that my father has been very abusive towards me, and that he “may well have been in leadership position in the Tamil Tigers”. This was after I played him YouTube clips where my father shouts his support of the LTTE, declares his ambition to be the “Foundation Professor of Medicine in Tamil Eelam” and defended their use of child soldiers and suicide bombers.

The third reference to my father in Anup Joseph’s report relates to my most recent incarceration from 24.11.2020 to 3.12.2020, after he sent police as well as an ambulance to take me to the hospital based on reports that I was playing loud music, saying that “his schizophrenia is playing up”. He did not attempt to verify the veracity of the claim or ring me himself.

He has written, “On 24/11/20 Mr Senewiratne was admitted to PAH inpatient unit for mental state stabilization as he was noted to be presenting as flagrantly psychotic. There were complaints from neighbours that he was playing music particularly loudly in the days to weeks prior to admission and also letting water at his property run and overflow into neighboring properties. He held the belief that his father is a supporter of the Tamil Tigers and helped “orchestrate the war”. He initially presented as irritable with blunted affect but gradually improved in affect and settled in mental state prior to discharge”.

I was not “flagrantly psychotic” nor was I floridly psychotic. I was not psychotic at all. Neither was I “irritable”. I was justifiably angry and being abducted from my house again on the basis of vexatious and malicious claims by my racist neighbours. Prior to this Anup Joseph had told me it was “far-fetched” to believe that my father got me locked up for “going against him” and that rather than a supporter of the LTTE it “sounded like” he was concerned with human rights.

He pointedly refers to me as “Mr” rather than “Dr” and claimed as evidence of mental illness my request to a “staff member” that they call me “Dr Senewiratne”. The last MHRT also pointedly called me “Mr” rather than “Dr” because, they said, I was not registered with AHPRA. The title of Dr was earned by my medical degree at university, not by my registration. PhDs also call themselves Dr. This is just another effort to humiliate me and disparage me.

He has also claimed that I do not work, however he knows this not to be true. When I told him about my company Golden Ant Enterprises he asked me what my business model is. He has also written that I “claim an extensive linked in network”. The fact, which he could easily check, is that I have more than 14,000 connections on LinkedIn including several Queensland Government ministers (including the Attorney-General of Queensland), hundreds of professors in a wide range of fields, dozens of lawyers, judges and barristers, reporters and journalists, psychologists, medical doctors and scientists from all over the world as well as the Presidents of Sri Lanka and Madagascar. I also have connections with many students (especially medicine and health sciences) and musicians. I think it is a fair claim to call it an extensive network.

Anup Joseph has claimed that I “occupy” myself with “building an online network” and that I actively engage in “disseminating information critical of the current mental health system”. A review of my 30 Facebook pages, 2 YouTube sites, WordPress blog, Soundcloud (music) site and Twitter account demonstrate that I have many interests and do a lot of work outside my criticism of psychiatry and building my LinkedIn network. I have been writing books critical of psychiatric abuse since 1997 when I published Psychiatric Tales and Words about Life in Melbourne. This was when Anup Joseph was still in high school.

When I first attended an appointment with him after being told I would be locked up if I didn’t I went prepared with two of my publications – Eugenics and Genocide in the Modern World (2010) and The Pseudoscience of Schizophrenia (2011). He didn’t want to look at them. I also showed him some of my theoretical work on music psychology and neuroscience. His dismissive comment was that he is “not a music person”. When I asked him on a later occasion what he is interested in he said he didn’t really have any hobbies other than watching Netflix. I don’t watch television or movies at all any more. I have also given up drinking alcohol and have never been interested in gambling. I do, however, smoke ganja, and have done since I was in my twenties.

I first met Anup Joseph in 2019 when he was appointed the “treating psychiatrist” in charge of me by the new director of PA psychiatry Manaan Kar Ray, who also graduated in India before psychiatry training in the British NHS (National Health Service). However, my notes indicate that in 2016 Anup Joseph sent his registrar Ben Harwood and Scottish man by the name of Stephen Crawford to my house in 2016 (14.1.2016). The registrar claimed that my true assertion that the PA Hospital supported the Vietnam War was an “overvalued idea”. He told me that his consultant was Anup Joseph whom I had not heard of until then. I later found that he had just come to Brisbane from Bundaberg Hospital after graduating and training in Manipal, a town in Karnataka in India but is from Kerala. He told me, when I first met him that he is a “nominal Catholic” and graduated as a doctor in 2003.

When Anup Joseph first sent his registrar Harwood to my house in 2016 the Director of Psychiatry at the PA Hospital was Dr Balaji Motamarri who admits in the few published papers he has published that he has accepted “fees and/or hospitality” from several drug companies. His publications recklessly promote the use of depot antipsychotic injections as do those of Dr Mark Taylor, an English psychiatrist who was put in charge of “treating” me in 2018, after Ghazala Watt who graduated in Pakistan in 2003 “left the service”.

It so happens (not by coincidence) that Mark Taylor locked me up several times at the Alfred Hospital in Melbourne in 2001 and 2002 for my allegation that my father, Brian Senewiratne, was a supporter of terrorism (the LTTE, better known as the Tamil Tigers). Taylor also claimed that my support for the theory that HIV is man-made was “delusion”. However, he refused to read my thesis on the subject which I completed in 2001 (the first edition of Eugenics and Genocide in the Modern World which was 600 pages long and took 5 years to research and write).

Prior to being locked up under Taylor I was falsely and punitively incarcerated and injected at the Alfred Hospital under the orders of Kym Jenkins, who is also English and British-trained. This was in response to my opposition to Australian troops being sent to East Timor. I was concerned that Australia was after the oil and gas in the Timor Sea. I was working on a Peace Plan for Timor, a 40 point plan that I was typing in a house I was renting at 149 Bambra Road, Caulfield, from a Jewish chemist by the name of Avi Jaworowski via a Jewish real estate agent by the name of Hiam Sharp. Avi Jaworowski’s brother Sol is a psychiatrist whose name appears in the outpatient notes when he was contacted by the psychiatry director at the Alfred Peter Doherty (same name but a different man to the Nobel laureate Professor Peter Doherty, who is an immunologist in Melbourne).

I was working at the time doing general practice sessions for a Jewish GP by the name of Abraham Mass at the Tucker Road Medical Centre. It was Mass who made the referral after I showed him a draft copy of my peace plan, claiming that I had “SAD” (Schizoaffective Disorder). The plan, which I never had the chance to send anywhere, was described in the Alfred notes as a “thought disordered document sent to various authorities”. The man who did the actual abduction (with police backup) was also Jewish – a thug by the name of Ivan Katz who was then a psychiatry registrar.

Kym Jenkins’ registrar was a bespectacled British-trained Indian ophthalmic surgeon by the name of Tejpal Singh, who claimed in his presentation to the “grand round” that I have a “poor memory” and concentration and that I had a “strict Catholic education”. He knew perfectly well that I did not have a Catholic education at all – I was educated at Anglican schools and brought up as a Protestant, not a Catholic. As you can see, my memory and concentration are excellent.

Jenkins is now the President of the Royal Australian and New Zealand College of Psychiatrists (RANZCP). Singh is working as a psychiatrist in New Zealand. After I was discharged from the Alfred I was put on a Community Treatment Order (CTO) administered by Peter Braun, another Jewish psychiatrist. Braun, who had terrible writing, wrote to the Victorian Mental Health Review Board that evidence of my “schizophrenia” was that I suspected him of working for the Mossad (not without reason).

Prior to my most recent incarceration (on 24.11.2020) I was locked up from 1.6.2020 until 10.6.2020 (9 days) under another Indian psychiatrist by the name of Nakul Parashar. Parashar, who refused to tell me his first name or where he qualified, said he had discussed me with “Dr Joseph” who wanted to restart the depot injections which had been ceased after the case manager Raghavan Raman refused to inject me further due to the hypersalivation and slurred speech they were causing. Anup Joseph made this recommendation to Parashar without talking to me or assessing me himself following another malicious report by my bigoted neighbour Jeff Miller. I was injected with 400 milligrams of aripiprazole (Abilify) depot which had the effect of making the drooling and slurred speech markedly worse. To add insult to injury the charge nurse on the East Wing ward where I was locked up refused to believe that I was uncontrollably drooling and accused me of faking it. Another nurse offered me a bib.

Prior to Anup Joseph I had been put under the treatment authority of another abusive Indian psychiatrist by the name of Tarun Sehgal. Sehgal graduated from the MGR University in Tamil Nadu, named after MG Ramachandran, a politician and film director who was one of the financiers of the Tamil Tigers. Sehgal also claimed that my belief (based on incontrovertible evidence) that my father supported the Tamil Tigers was a “paranoid delusion”. He wrote that “rapport was difficult to establish” and that in addition to paranoid schizophrenia I have “personality disorders”. When I asked him if he thought HIV was man-made he said, “I’d be naive to answer that.”

These people are corrupt power abusers. They are dangerous to the Australian public and guilty of serious crimes against humanity in the guise of treatment and care. They need to be held accountable for their actions.

Messages to my cousin Chandran Mylvaganam

Chandran Mylvaganam

චන්ද්‍රන් මයිල්වගනම්මීරියම් ශාන්ති සහ උපතිස්ස හුළුගල් ඇතුළු අන්‍යෝන්‍ය මිතුරන් 7 දෙනෙක්මිචිගන් හි මිඩ්ලන්ඩ් හි ජීවත් වේනෝර්ත්වුඩ් විශ්ව විද්‍යාලයේ මහාචාර්ය

09/05/2013, 08:45

ඔබ 2013 මැයි 9 දින යැව්වා

හායි චන්ද්‍රන්, මම ඔබව දැක බොහෝ කාලයක් ගත වී ඇත. ඔබටත් ඔබේ පවුලේ අයටත් හොඳ අතට හැරෙනු ඇතැයි බලාපොරොත්තු වෙමු. මම අපේ පවුල් ඉතිහාසය ගැන පර්යේෂණ කර ඇත්තෙමි, නමුත් අප්පාගේ (වින්ස්ලෝ අලගරත්නම්ගේ) පවුල ගැන දන්නේ අල්ප වශයෙනි – උදාහරණයක් ලෙස ඔහුගේ මවගේ නම. ඔබට මේ සඳහා මට උදව් කළ හැකිද? රොමේෂ්

Me (centre) with my older cousins in Colombo in 1962 (photo by Rajah Mylvaganam)

04/02/2016, 01:57

ඔබ 2016 පෙබරවාරි 4 දින යැව්වා

හායි චන්ද්‍රන්, ඔබ සහ ඔබේ සහෝදරයන් එල්ටීටීඊ සංවිධානයේ ප්‍රධාන භූමිකාවන් ඉටු කර ඇති බවට මා තුළ ඇති සැකය පිළිබඳව අපගේ ous ාති සහෝදර නිමාල් රත්නෙසර් සමඟ මම සාකච්ඡා කර ඇත්තෙමි. මෙය මගේ පුද්ගලික දැනුමෙන් මෙන්ම අන්තර්ජාලය පිළිබඳ පුළුල් පර්යේෂණවලින් මගේ පියා වන අශෝක බ්‍රයන් සෙනෙවිරත්නගේ ක්‍රියාකාරකම් විශ්ලේෂණය කිරීමෙනි. මගේ පියා එල්ටීටීඊයේ වෛද්‍ය ක්‍රමයේ ප්‍රධානියා වීමට අපේක්‍ෂා කළ හෙයින් ඔහු ගෝලීය සංවිධානයේ ඉතා ජ්‍යෙෂ් position තනතුරක සිටිය යුතුය යන නිගමනයට මෙය හේතු විය. එබැවින් ඔහුගේ සමීපතම සම්බන්ධතා සියල්ලම සැකයට භාජනය වේ, විශේෂයෙන් ඔහුගේ ලේලියන් සහ hew ාති පුත්‍රයන්, තරුණ තරුණියන් රැඩිකලීකරනය හා බඳවා ගැනීමේ ඔහුගේ ක්‍රියාකාරිත්වය අනුව. මගේ පර්යේෂණයන්ට අනුව බ්‍රයන් සෙනෙවිරත්නගේ iec ාති සහෝදරියන් සහ hew ාති පුත්‍රයන් එල්ටීටීඊයට සහයෝගය දුන් අතර බටහිරයන්ගේ ආරක්ෂාවෙන් යුද්ධයෙන් විශාල මුදලක් උපයා ගත්හ. මෙය නින්දිත හා පිළිකුල් සහගත වන අතර ඔවුන්ගේ ක්‍රියාවන්ට ඔවුන් වගකිව යුතුය. එල්ටීටීඊයේ දේශපාලන උපදේශකයෙකු ලෙස ඔබේ භූමිකාව සහ එල්ටීටීඊ බැංකුකරු ලෙස ඔබේ සහෝදර මනෝගේ භූමිකාව ගැන මා ඔබෙන් විමසීමට කැමතියි. මගේ සහෝදරිය ෂිරීන් 13 හැවිරිදි වියේදී මනෝ විසින් ලිංගික අතවර කිරීම පිළිබඳව ඔබ දන්නා දේ පිළිබඳ ප්‍රශ්න වලට අමතරව. ශාන්ත බ්‍රිජට් කන්‍යාරාම මණ්ඩල පාසලෙන් පිටතට ගෙන යාමෙන් පසු ජාවට් පාරේ නැවතී සිටීම. මෙම අපයෝජනය ගැන මා දැනගත්තේ ඇගේ දිනපොතේ කේතය විකේතනය කිරීමෙන් පසුව, මනෝ ඇගේ යෝනි මාර්ගයේ ඇඟිල්ල තැබීමට උත්සාහ කළ ආකාරය ගැන ඇය ලියා ඇති නමුත් ඇය ඔහුව නතර කළාය. මෙය ශිරීන් ගේ පසුකාලීන මනෝ ව්‍යාධි විද්‍යාවට අදාළ වේ. මටත් ඔබෙන් විමසීමට අවශ්‍යයි ඔබේ අනෙක් සහෝදරයා වන ඉන්ද්‍රා තමා “ඉන්ද්‍රන්” ලෙස හඳුන්වන බව මට පෙනේ තමා වටා ආගමික නිකායක් ගොඩනඟා ගැනීමට උත්සාහ කිරීම – පවුල් සම්ප්‍රදායක්. මට දැන ගැනීමට අවශ්‍යයි ඔහුගේ ගණකාධිකරණ කුසලතා එල්ටීටීඊය විසින් ඉටු කරන ලද කාර්යභාරය කුමක්ද සහ ඔබේ අනෙක් ous ාති සහෝදරියක් වන ශිරානි රත්නේසර් යුද්ධය අවසන් වීමෙන් පසු සිය රැකියාවෙන් ඉවත්වීමෙන් පසු විශාල මුදලක් උපයා ගත්තේ කෙසේද යන්න. මගේ ප්‍රශ්නවලට පිළිතුරු දීමට ඔබට අවශ්‍ය නැති බව මම දනිමි, නමුත් ශ්‍රී ලංකාවේ සාමය, සංහිඳියාව සහ යුක්තිය උදෙසා සත්‍යය දැන ගැනීම අත්‍යවශ්‍ය වේ. ඔබේ ous ාති සහෝදරයෙක් වන රොමේෂ් ආර්ය චක්‍රවර්ති

04/01/2017, 07:14

ඔබ 2017 ජනවාරි 4 දින යැව්වා

අප්පා සහ අම්මාමාගේ විල්ස් කොහෙද?ඔබ 2017 ජනවාරි 4 දින යැව්වාමම ඔබට සහ මගේ අනෙක් ous ාති සහෝදරයින්ට ඔවුන්ගේ වධහිංසා සහ මිනීමැරුම් සහ එල්ටීටීඊය විසින් ත්‍රස්තවාදයට සහ ජන සංහාරයට සහාය දුන් බවට චෝදනා කරමි.

16/10/2017, 19:29

You sent 16 October 2017

Hi Chandran

Seeing as you have not replied my message, I will inform you that I suspect that our grandfather Winslow Alagaratnam was killed in Colombo in 1977.

I want to know the names of the doctors who treated him, what diagnoses were made and which of my cousins were in Colombo at the time.

I also am making a property claim for our grandfather’s Last Will and Testament as well as his bird paintings and other documents. I am also making a land and property claim for the Uduvil house and Appa and Ammamma’s land in Kilinochchi.

Your cousin

Dr Romesh Arya Chakravarti

18/11/2017, 07:24

You sent 18 November 2017

Hi Chandran,

I have been contacted by Maurice Arulasalam, who says that he and his brothers own the Uduvil house and the land in which the school is built.

He says he has documents that prove that his family owned the land, but it appears that his father’s house is not the same house as the one that Daniel Poor Mann built and in which our respective mothers were brought up. I’m sure you realise that I have a legal right, as their descendant, to see Daisy and Winslow Alagaratnam’s wills.

Please post copies of the relevant documents (last will and testament of Winslow Alagaratnam) and other personal documents of our grandfather Winslow Alagaratnam.

As I have said I am also claiming Winslow Alagaratnam’s bird paintings (he taught me to paint birds) and want to know more details about his last illness and death.

Amma told me that my father, Brian Senewiratne, wanted to buy the Uduvil house after the end of the war and that you refused. Our cousin Shirani Ratnesar says the only people who have access to Ammamma’s (Daisy Alagaratnam’s) will are my parents, Kamalini and Brian Senewiratne. Amma say’s she doesn’t know where it is and Brian, like you, refuses to communicate with me.

Can I ask why you want to own the Uduvil house if you don’t intend to return to Sri Lanka?

04:00

You sent Today at 04:00

Hi Chandran

Having reviewed the evidence, I am certain that my father Asoka Brian Senewiratne murdered your father Rajah Mylvaganam.

The murder occurred in Kandy around 1974 at 98/5 Rajapihilla Mawatha, Kandy.

It was done by poisoning.

My father also killed his own mother Nenie Samarakkody around the same time. She was in her sixties.

I have evidence that he has murdered or engineered the murder of many other people.

I have evidence also that Brian Senewiratne orchestrated the murders of:

  1. Bishop Lakshman Wickremasinghe

2. Mayor Alfred Duraiappah

3. Dr. Rajini Thirinagama

4. Vijaya Kumaratunga

5. Our grandfather Winslow Alagaratnam

6. Dr Basil Seneviratne

7. Len Barber

8. Several hundred Tamil people in Colombo in 1983 (“Black July”)

He is a friend of the LTTE boss Adele Balasingham, who married Anton Balasingham in London in 1979 after killing his wife Pearl.

I have some questions to ask you.

  1. What do you know about these murders?

2. What do you know about the International network of the LTTE?

3. What do you know about the use of the Uduvil House owned by our grandmother Daisy Alagaratnam during the war?

4. What has become of our grandfather Winslow Alagaratnam’s bird paintings and last will and testament?

5. Have you seen the Will of our grandmother Daisy Alagaratnam and what do you know about her imprisonment and torture by my parents?

6. What do you know about the $10,000 that my father lent your brother Mano Mylvaganam despite the fact that Mano sexually molested my sister Shireen in 1972 when she was living with the Ratnesar family in Jawatta Road in the house adjacent to your parents’ house?

7. What do you know about the trade in body parts during the war in Sri Lanka?

8. What do you know about the plundering of Tamil people during the war in Sri Lanka?

9. What do you know about the role of Citibank in the war in Sri Lanka?

10. What do you know about the role of your other brother Indraraj (Indran/Indra) in the war in Sri Lanka?

11. What do you know about the role of Chandran and Kamini Richards in the war in Sri Lanka?

12. What do you know about the role of Karunai Jeevaratnam in the war in Sri Lanka?

13. What do you know about the roles of Ranee and Christie Eliezer in the war in Sri Lanka?

14. What do you know about the roles of Chelvarayan and Madhuni Barr-Kumarakulasinghe in the war in Sri Lanka?

15. What do you know about the role of ICI (Imperial Chemical Industries) in the war in Sri Lanka?

16. What do you know about the role of my paternal cousin Kaven Yatawara who worked for IBM in Britain in the war in Sri Lanka.

17. What do you know about the role in the war of Channa Seneviratne (now a Telstra executive and the oldest son of Basil and Erangani Seneviratne)?

Please respond in writing.

Romesh Chakravarti

You sent Today at 04:42

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Dr. Romesh Senewiratne-Alagaratnam Arya Chakravarti

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Yesterday I went to the Upper Mt Gravatt Police Station, opposite the euphemistically-named ‘Garden City’, to collect $1,200 of new $50 notes that had been ‘seized’ by the Queensland Police on 29 May this year, after they abducted me from outside my house at Fegen Drive and took me to the Princess Alexandra Hospital where I was locked up for a week and poisoned with antipsychotic drugs – though I was obviously not psychotic.

The grim woman at the counter asked me if I had an appointment for the return of the money. I told her that I had been given a report number to quote and that I would be given the money. I had been told it was taken to the Upper Mt Gravatt Station because the Moorooka Station did not have a safe. I also explained that the notes were new $50 notes in close-to mint condition that are worth much more than their face value. I had previously explained this to officers from the Moorooka Station.

The lady asked me for identification and I gave her my driver’s license. I was asked to wait while she spoke on the phone and then went to another room. When she returned, she told me that the money had been banked with the rest of Queensland Government revenue and that I will need to wait for two months for the station to give me a cheque for the money. She said that the matter of return of the actual notes required me to “take up the matter” with Sergeant Lee Slatter, whom I had heard her mentioning on the phone. She offered to send Slatter an email to contact me. I said it was not Slatter who took the money but a Sergeant Bernie Quinlan. She said she’s send Quinlan an email to contact me, too.

I had noticed that some of my money was missing when I was allowed home by Nakul Parashar, the Indian psychiatrist who had been put in charge of me. Parashar, who I had never met before, said he had discussed me with Anup Joseph, who is also Indian, as is Manaan Kar Ray who took over as Director of Psychiatry in 2016 from Balaji Motamarri (who is also Indian). I discussed my father with Motamarri over the phone (you can see it on YouTube) and also with Anup Joseph, the previous psychiatrist Tarun Sehgal (also Indian) and Nakul Parashar (who would not tell me his first name or where he qualified).

Joseph said my claim that my father supported the Tamil Tigers was “far-fetched” and that he was increasing the dose of the abusive injection I was being subjected to. This injection made the sialorrhoea (hypersalivation) and slurred speech that I had developed from the years of dopamine-blocker injections much worse. Saliva was falling from my mouth constantly, staining all my clothes. People couldn’t understand what I was saying over the phone. The injections also sterilised me and I started developing a peripheral neuropathy with numbness in my toes.

I had already told this to Joseph, who graduated in Manipal in 2003 and came to Australia through the “regional doctors program” by taking a job at the infamous Bundaberg Hospital (that previously employed the notorious Dr Patel dubbed “Dr Death” by the Australian media). Terun Sehgal graduated from the MGR University, established by the film director and Tamil Nadu politician MG Ramachandran. According the Tamil Tiger arms procurer Kumaran Pathmanathan (KP) “MGR” as he was called was a key financier of the Tamil Tigers.

The day after I was locked up Nakul Parashar told me he had discussed me with Anup Joseph and they wanted to “restart the injections”. The injections had been stopped several months before this after the case manager Raghavan Raman refused to give me any more injections after observing the deterioration in my health.While I was locked up in hospital I was given tablets of an “antipsychotic” drug by the name of aripiprazole. The nurses had orders to inject me if i refused, so I swallowed the tablets. The drooling became worse. I complained about it to the nurses. One of them offered me a bib. The charge nurse accused me of faking it and drooling on purpose. I was furious, but knew not to show it.

I was told that I would not be discharged until I had an injection of depot aripiprazole. I agreed to accept the injection, though I told them it would make the drooling worse and asked them to give me a small dose. This request was ignored and I was injected with 400 mg of the drug and then told I could leave.

A couple of days after I was allowed home I was visited by two police officers, an obese middle-aged man with a young woman. I recognised his accent as English, which he confirmed. He told me his name was Sergeant Slatter from the South Brisbane station and that he had come to question me about some “cannabis” that had been found by the police in my house. I asked him about the missing money and he confirmed that about $!,000 had been taken for “safekeeping” by Constable Anthony Gallagher, who was the “arresting officer” on 29 May. He asked if I had not been given a receipt for it (as is required by law). I said I had not. I also told him I was happy to talk to them and asked them to verify that what had been seized by the police were molasses of hemp drained of THC and poisoned with arsenic. The policewoman asked “you mean it was tampered with?” I said they have been poisoning Black people in Australia with arsenic for a long time.

I also tried to tell them about corruption at the PA Hospital. I began by saying how the registrar Sagir Parkar had told me that “we all know that pharmaceutical corruption is rampant” back in 2013. Parkar, who is also Indian was brought to my house several times by the case manager Nigel Lewin.

Sgt Slatter stopped me. “This is way above my pay grade” he said.

He then told me he could not take a statement from me because I was “affected” by the injection but was issuing me with an order to go to the Upper Mount Gravatt station to be fingerprinted and an order to appear in the Roma Street Magistrate’s Court in the Brisbane City to answer a charge of “possession of dangerous drugs”. He said I could ask about the seized money when I went to the station to be fingerprinted. I said the police already have my fingerprints (and handprints) but he said it had to be done again. I then asked why it could not be done at the local Moorooka Station and he said they did not have the necessary equipment.

I did not attend court or go to the Mt Gravatt station to be fingerprinted. Shortly after I was supposed to be in court I was visited and arrested by Sergeant Michael Walters and a junior officer from Moorooka station for failure to appear in court and taken to the City Watchhouse. My clothes were dirty and stained. Dirty because I was gardening when the police arrived and stained because of the saliva that was falling from my mouth. I asked who had ordered the arrest and they said the Officer in Charge was Senior Sergeant Tony Collins.

I was told by the rude police woman it the watch house that I was being given “another chance” to appear in court and got me to sign documents agreeing to it. She said she didn’t want to hear any of my “excuses” for not attending court. She said, though that if I pleaded not guilty I would need to “come back to court”. I had to pay $30.00 to get home in a taxi.

Before I hailed the taxi I went to the Magistrate’s Court to ask how I could present my defence online using Skype. The officer I asked conferred with a colleague and told me I had to request it in an email to the “JAG”. He told me this is the “Justice and Attorney-General’s Department”.When I got home I investigated the JAG and Sergeants Collins and Quinlan online. I had been told by Constable Anthony Gallagher who had come to my house some days earlier that the officer who took the money for “safekeeping” was a Sergeant Bernie Quinlan, the boss of the “Vulnerable Persons and Domestic Violence Unit” who had been called to assist Mel Rodgers and Gallagher when I refused to go with them to the PA Hospital on the 29th of May. I said I did not give them permission to enter my house and that they were obliged to tell me about taking the money and give me a receipt for it.

I found a photo online of the boss of the Moorooka station, Senior Sergeant Anthony Collins posing while cutting a cake to celebrate 100 years of the Moorooka Police Station of which he has been the Officer in Charge since 2013. There were also photos of him posing, at the same event, with the politicians Graham Perrett and Steve Griffiths. Griffiths, my local councillor is the son of Colin Griffiths who works in his son’s office and advised my neighbour Miller to keep a “diary” of my actions in 2015 and contacted the police for Miller at this time (Miller has written in his handwritten “diary” on 28.8.2015 – “Col called Police on my behalf, $12-30 approx.). This was prior to my being locked up, chemically tortured and robbed on 22 September 2015 (my 55th birthday) after another series of false and malicious reports by both Miller and my father, Brian Senewiratne.

I had been told, back in 2014, that his boss was Tony Collins by an officer by the name of Darren Boersma, when he abducted me from my lounge room at 9.00 pm at night, breaking my front door when I would not let him, handcuffing me and taking me to the PA Hospital. He did not secure the glass door panel he had broken and some of my valuables were stolen while I was locked up.

I then checked out Bernie Quinlan who had arrived in a second police car with an obese middle-aged Englishman who said he was “mental health worker” on 29 May (I don’t remember his name, but I didn’t like him or his actions which were to approve that I be taken forcibly to the ‘hospital’). There was a photo of Quinlan posing with the ex-police prosecutor Atul Bhagwan, whose online biography indicates was a Major in the Indian Army before he came to Australia, became a lawyer and promoted to the position of Chief Police Prosecutor. He held this position for about 10 years and is now offering his private legal services. The photo with Quinlan was taken at a fund-raising event for a “safe house” for South Asian women, misleadingly called “Sahara”.

I also contacted the Justice and Attorney-General’s department by phone and sent the Director of JAG, David Mackie, a connection request on LinkedIn. I was pleasantly surprised when he accepted the request. When I rang the JAG I was told I was put through, after a delay, to a man with an Indian accent who told me that I needed to contact the court but that they would only allow the case to be transferred to the (closer and more accessible) Holland Park Magistrate’s Court if I pleaded guilty. I asked Constable Gallagher about this. “I don’t think that’s right”, he said.

I then sent a submission to the Roma Street Magistrates Court asking that the charges be dropped or transferred to the Holland Park Magistrates Court. I also asked to present my case by videoconferencing. The latter request was ignored and I received a letter the next week saying the case had been adjourned till 9 December at the Holland Park Magistrate’s Court.I have been robbed several times after being taken to the PA Hospital by the Moorooka Police, including in 2015, 2016 and 2017. The thefts have included my valuable coin collection, stamp collection, musical equipment, recording equipment, cameras, computers and memory sticks. I reported these robberies to the police several times.

I gathered from what I was told by the PA Hospital, that my next-door neighbour Jeff Miller had claimed that I was “pacing up and down the street”. I wasn’t. I was checking the flow of water from my property into the storm water drain in Whittle Street, behind my house. You can see this from my YouTube channel.Two officers arrived in a car that pulled up in front of Miller’s house. Both were wearing sunglasses and armed with guns and tasers. I knew the first police officer who approached me by name. Her name is Melissa Rodgers, but calls herself ‘Mel’. She calls me “Dr Romesh’ and she has abducted me from my home several times since 2013, when she did it the first time. This was following false reports about me from the same source – my next door neighbour Jeffrey Mitchell Miller, who lives at 74 Fegen Drive.

Miller has been my neighbour since Sara and I moved into number 76 on 16 October 2008. I remember the date because it was Sara’s birthday. I extended my hand in friendship towards him and his family when we first moved in, inviting them for dinner and to our daughter Zoe’s first birthday party. When we first moved here there was only a wire mesh half-height fence between our properties enabling Miller and I to observe each other and talk to each other when we were in our “back yards” as they call what the British call “back gardens”. My back garden has many trees and I tried growing vegetables in a small “veggie patch” I made under the shade of a Flamboyant (Royal Poinciana) Tree. I watered the plants laboriously with a watering can. Miller used to laugh at me, but I took it with good humour.

I was locked up at the PA ‘Hospital’ for 5 days soon after Zoe was born on 30 August 2009. It broke my heart.This cruel imprisonment did not involve Miller, as far as I know. It was because of a false report by a man by the name of Pawel (“Paul”) Obrocki, whom I had met in 2006 when I was camping alone in the Border Ranges National Park. I had been introduced to this national park in northern New South Wales as a place to catch butterflies by a fellow medical student back in 1978 when it was still a logging forest called “Wiangaree State Forest”. At the time it was difficult to access the forest from Queensland and one had to circuit Wullubin and travel up Lion’s Road to get there. Wullubin or Wooloobin is the rocky core of a giant shield volcano (the Tweed Volcano). The so-called “Scenic Rim’ in southern Queensland and northern New South Wales, with their lush forests and waterfalls are the rim of this huge volcano that Captain Cook named “Mount Warning”.

I heard Obrocki before I met him. He has a loud voice and was saying to someone with a quiet voice that he would “kill for a coffee”. I didn’t take it literally and offered them some of mine. I found that his accent, which I had thought might be Swiss, was actually Polish and his companion, a young woman called Astrid was a tourist from France. I was surprised by her ambition, which was to become a butcher.

When we shared coffee and a few joints Obrocki told me he was a “green architect”. He also told me he and his partner, who was in Brisbane, did not watch TV. He asked me to write a limerick for him (after explaining what it was) and to give him my phone number. I obliged. He also asked me if I thought it was possible to remove a full-grown tree from a forest. He said the reason he was asking was that he had found a hole in the ground that looked like a giant tree had been removed and that he and Astrid had slept in this hole.

I later found that it was not true that he was an architect, let alone a “green architect”. He repeatedly told me, “never let truth get in the way of a good story”. This is the motto of a liar. The truth, which I gathered when I was living for a year in his garage, was that he had been unable to complete his written thesis for his architecture degree which was supposed to be on “healthy houses”. This was despite the help of his partner Gosia Osielska, who was and is far more literate. Gosia is an overweight physiotherapist, and Pawel’s qualification is as an “occupational therapist”. He was not qualified as a builder or an architect, but had been doing house “modifications” when he was working for what was then called the “Spastic Society”.

When I lived with them I discovered that Obrocki abused alcohol and was an aggressive drunk who picked arguments with people after he’d been drinking. He was also violent towards his young sons. From under their bedrooms I would hear him shouting, a thump or two, followed by the sound of them crying. I was very upset by this and tried discussing it with Gosia. Her response shocked me, “I don’t have to use the belt anymore, all I have to do is threaten to get it”. Shortly after I met him in the forest Obrocki invited me to their home at 33 Arras Street, Yeronga for dinner. I met Gosia and his two sons and enjoyed the evening. Obrocki uses flattery to achieve his ends and told me he wanted me to be his “mentor” and offered me a job to do a “mosaic” in tiles at a house he was renovating in Inala. He said that he needed my “artistic skills” and was insistent that it did not matter that I had never done it before. I was desperately in need of money after escaping from torture in Melbourne penniless so I accepted.

Over the years I worked out Obrocki’s modus operandi. This was to seduce older women and convince them to register as “owner builders” while he did the building on the cheap using his dodgy Polish mates. This is said in the Australian vernacular.The first of these women that I met was the owner of the house that I was commissioned to do a “mosaic” for while Obrocki did the design and all the building single-handedly except for the electrical connections, which were done by a Polish man who was morbidly fearful of magnetic fields by the name of Marek. (I met him later when he asked me to look at his psychiatric records and documents while I was living in Obrocki’s garage in 2008). I noticed, with disapproval, that Obrocki was giving this lady “relationship advice” regarding her husband with whom she was having marital difficulties and also was flirting with her, saying how much he liked older women. I tried discussing it with him, but he defended his actions. Later I met another middle-aged woman whom Obrocki had built a plywood attachment for. In my presence he told her how attractive she was and how he was attracted to older women. She, too, had been convinced to register as an “owner-builder” for Obrocki to do the building.

Immediately after we moved into this house (from Obrocki’s garage, where Sara had joined me from Melbourne) Pawel tried to convince Sara and I to employ him to build an attachment to the house. Sara was in agreement and offered him $60,000 to built it. The condition was that she become part owner of the house with her name on the title deeds.

Sara’s brother Guido (“Andrew”) was getting married for the second time, this time to a girl called May from Cambodia. I was told that her family owned a bicycle shop but that’s all. Sara and her mother Rosario (“Charo”) attended the wedding. Before she left for Cambodia Sara rang me from Melbourne and told me she was pregnant. I was overjoyed. That night I recorded “Groove for Our New Baby”. It shows how happy I was.

I was very attentive to Sara’s needs while she was pregnant with awareness of the auditory environment of the baby inside her. We did not argue even once and I complied with her wishes most of the time. She was interested in “hypnobirthing” and I helped her make a personal hypnosis CD. I also recorded a couple of CDs of “birthing music” consisting of her favourite music and tried to learn basic shiatsu pressure points. She used to watch a DVD on “yoga for pregnancy” that Obrocki gave her. However, I refused her request for me to do a home delivery. Consequently, Zoe was born in the Mater Hospital.

I brought Sara home from the hospital the day after Zoe was born. Sara has described it subsequently as an ecstatic experience, but I found it stressful because of how the doctors and nurses at the hospital reacted to the fact that Zoe was born with “intact membranes” (the amniotic sac had not ruptured). The nurses panicked as said Sara might need a Caesarean Section. They called the obstetric registrar who was fortunately sensible and just ruptured the membranes and reassured us, though she said the baby needed to be monitored with a CTG.

As it turned out Sara wanted to give birth standing up. She refused all pain killers and held onto me while she gave birth. It was she who wanted to call our daughter Zoe Raven Jade Senewiratne-Di Genova. I had some reservations about the name but I agreed to it. She said she wanted to call her “Raven” because of the black birds in our skies. I later found out that they are crows, not ravens. I also found out that Jade is the middle name of my sister Shireen’s daughter Talita. My main objection to the name Zoe is that there is no Z in Singhala or Tamil, so my Singhalese and Tamil brethren would have difficulty saying it.

Anyway, after I had brought Sara and Zoe from the hospital. my mother Kamalini rang me up to tell me that she and my father were planning on coming around to see our new baby. That evening they came around, and stayed a short while. The next day my mother rang and asked me to speak to my father and she handed him the phone. I decided to try and have a frank and honest conversation with him. I was very angry after the way he had treated both Sara and me as well as his propaganda activities in support of the LTTE (Tamil Tigers). I told him for the first time that it was I who had reported him to the Federal Police for his support of the Tamil Tigers and not a cousin of his in Sri Lanka, as he had supposed. Needless to say, he was furious.

The next day my mother came around and told me that my father had “abused” her badly and was crying about his plight, fearing that he may go to jail. He had told her that his friends in Melbourne and Sydney were being “rounded up”. She said “he thinks you’re ill and wanted to know if you would go in voluntarily for an injection.”

I rang Gosia the following morning. I had not told Sara or anyone else about reporting my father on the National Security Hotline in May 2009 or the information and interview I had given the Federal Police (while Sara was out of this house). This was in the final stages of the war against the Tamil Tigers, after I had seen footage on TV of the LTTE shooting people who were trying to leave them and cross to the government side. I tried telling my mother this but she wouldn’t believe it and accused me of being “brainwashed by Rajapaksa”.

I had also carefully watched the “13 DVDs” that my father had been boasting about to the expatriate Tamil community as a “major contribution” that had been “hailed as God’s gift to mankind”. I provided the 13 DVDs to the counter-terrorism investigator who came to my house and asked me to give her and her (middle aged male) colleague a recorded interview. She said her name was “Nicole East” but I noted that the card she gave me had an email address of “n.scott”. Some weeks after the end of the war the DVDs were returned to me. A couple of years ago I was informed that the Federal Police had completed an investigation into claims that my father had supported the LTTE in July 2009 and found that they were false.

Returning to my story, when I rang Gosia I asked her to come around so that I could talk to her without Pawel. I trusted her judgement and advice while I did not trust Obrockis. I told her I wanted to discuss my father with her. I had discussed him with her many times before, though they had never met. I then walked down to the shops on Beaudesert Road to buy some milk and a newspaper.

When I returned I was surprised to find both Pawel’s and Gosia’s cars parked outside. Pawel was in the street talking on a mobile phone and Gosia was standing in the front garden with her mother Anya. I told Gosia I wanted to speak to her alone and walked past her, opening the front door. To my surprise there was a man hiding behind the door. He was Pawel’s Colombian mate Carlos Martinez, who I had met many times at Arras Street. Obrocki had told me how he, Carlos and Ziggy (who was Yugoslavian) were the “bad boys of architecture”. The three of them had used and, by the sound of it, abused a young New Guinean architecture student by the name of Carl when they were required to do a group architecture project at the University of Queensland. Carl’s had designed what was called a “Wind House”. It is a traditional New Guinean design. Obrocki used this design as well as Carl’s labour to build what he called “The Shack” on a 50-acre block of land that his mother Dana owned in Mount Tambourine.

He then fleeced his wealthy mother out of $200,000 for “designing” a house that he promised to build on the land. Obrocki did not have the first idea how to build a whole house, and despite many years and excuses the house never got built. He got his mother, who is morbidly obese, to plant an avenue of trees leading up to the site of the promised house but they and the road were washed away by the next heavy rain. As well as this, he had done renovations and built a new bathroom in the house at 33 Arras Street, but they could not use the shower for more than a year because water was dripping into the room below, which he had rented out to his friend Marchek (who was living next to me while I was in the garage).

Carlos was a captain in the Colombian army before he escaped justice, fled to Australia and studied architecture. He told me his version of the story at some length when I was living in Obrocki’s garage. I had met him and his partner many times by then. Carlos told me he escaped Colombia to avoid being arrested for supplying weapons to ‘right wing militias’ who were fighting against the “FARC rebels”. I asked him if the accusation was true. “Everyone was doing it”, was his self-serving response.

I was furious when I found Carlos hiding behind the door and ordered him out of the house. Then I went into the bedroom to see that Zoe and Sara were OK. I picked up Zoe gently, carried her to the garden and sat down with her in my arms. I told Obrocki and Osielska to leave. I did not raise my voice. Then the police arrived. Zoe was still asleep in my arms.

I later found out, by reading the PA Hospital reports, that Obrocki had told the police that I had “barricaded’ myself in my house with my newborn baby and that I had “a history” of “barricading” myself “in houses with children”. When I questioned him over the phone about this some years ago he admitted he had said I had such a history, but he wouldn’t divulge the source of the lie. He maintained that I was “running around shouting” with my baby in my arms and he had decided to “put the child’s health ahead of our friendship”. I also asked him why he had brought Carlos and he said that he needed “moral support” because he had “limited experience in dealing with people who are crazy”. When I rang Carlos Martinez about it he denied ever coming to my house.

As I have said, when the police arrived I had not barricaded myself anywhere. I was seated in the garden with our baby in my arms. They asked me to give Zoe to Sara, who had hobbled out of the house. I did so. Then they grabbed me, handcuffed me, and took me to the PA Hospital. While in the police car I told them about Pawel Obrocki and Gosia Osielska. The hospital has recorded that I had persecutory delusions about Ozzie Osborne!

I was then deprived of experiencing Zoe’s first days, and forced to take antipsychotic drugs by the psychiatrist Daniel Varghese. Varghese is the son of the psychiatrist Frank Varghese whose real name is Thomas. I was told this by Daniel’s uncle (and Frank’s younger brother) Paul, who was in my batch and a good friend of mine when we studied medicine. Paul has been the Director of Geriatrics at the PA Hospital for many years. Frank used to be the Director of Psychiatry when my father was working on the medical wards and my sister training as a surgeon. He replaced Brett Emmerson who first got me locked up back in 1995, again on the instigation of my father. Brett’s father Bryan Emmerson was the professor who offered my father a job at the hospital back in 1975 and it was Brett who met us at the airport when we first arrived from Sri Lanka in January 1975. In 1995, when my father brought Brett to his house to certify me (after I had escaped from the Royal Park Hospital in Victoria) Brett was the director of Logan Hospital after a brief tenure as Chief Psychiatrist of Queensland. He is now the Director of Psychiatry at Metro North (which includes the Royal Brisbane Hospital and Prince Charles Hospital).

While I was locked up under Daniel Varghese my father flew to Melbourne to seek legal advice. I don’t know what this advice was or from whom. Varghese himself claimed that he was not an “investigator” and could not confirm or refute what I said about my father, but nevertheless denied me my freedom and claimed that I was “psychotic”. He also prescribed oral antipsychotic drugs which I agreed to take, since the alternative he presented me with was a depot injection. I was allowed to leave the hospital after five days, but he illegally put me on an “Involuntary Treatment Order” and got his registrar to contest my appeal for release at the Mental Health Review Board. Over the next few years he did this several times.

I have copies of about 10 MHRT reports dating back to 2009. I also have the Statement of Reasons provided by the tribunal justifying their decision on 15 December 2009 to confirm the ITO Varghese had illegally put me on. He did not attend the hearing himself but sent his registrar, an English doctor by the name of Steven Bower (who was older than Varghese himself) and a fat occupational therapist by the name of Jenny Pike who had been appointed my “case manager”. I did not like Pike but I quite liked Steven Bower. Bower told me that he would have been angry too if he had been subjected to what had been written about me, and defended the theory that AIDS was man-made as legitimate (Varghese had initially classed it as a delusion as had the psychiatrists in Melbourne).

I did not take the tablets, but I attended the appointments I was given to see Steven Bower. However I refused to see Jenny Pike the appointed ‘case manager’. Despite this, Steven Bower took me off the ITO after a few visits. He told the tribunal that this was because I was “cooperating with the treatment team and accepting treatment” and that he thought I could be “managed in a less restrictive environment”.

“However”, the report continues, “it didn’t take him long to stop his cooperation. He did continue to see Dr Bower but refused to see his case manager and was selective about who else he would see, such as which consulting psychiatrist”. I had objected to being diagnosed and treated by Varghese who was many years my junior and whose family I had known for many years. The report of Dr Bower’s testimony continues, “He only saw Dr Bower two or three times after the Involuntary Treatment Order was revoked and then stopped. He also ceased his prescribed medication. His mother contacted the mental health services with concerns about Dr Senewiratne’s behaviour and as a result a new Involuntary Treatment Order dated 25 October 2009 was instituted and he was admitted to the acute observation area (AOA) of the Princess Alexandra Hospital mental health ward”

To be continued….

Biological Warfare and Rabies

In 1973, when I was 13 years old, my father Dr Brian Senewiratne unexpectedly came home from the Kandy Hospital (in Sri Lanka) and told me to get into the car. He said he had something to show me.I thought he was taking me to “The Lab” as it was called, but instead he took me to a small dark room containing a single man who was lying on a bed. My father said to my horror, “This man is dying of rabies”. He then pointed to the air-conditioner on the wall. “We have heard that rabies can be transmitted through air-conditioners” so we are going to have to stop our research”.” I remember the event because I was terrified. I had been previously told that rabies is the most deadly virus known to man.I was familiar with the fact that my father had been injecting rabies into white rabbits that his cousin Terence Senewiratne was breeding at the Peradeniya University. I did not know why or the fact that rabbits were being used to “harvest” the rabies virus. I also did not know anything about biological warfare, though a year later my cousins in Colombo told me about what were called “cold weapons” and that these had proliferated during the ‘Cold War’.I discussed his rabies research and experiments with my father over the phone in 2001 and again in 2011 and 2017. His account has significantly changed, though he did not deny taking me to the hospital to see the dying man. He defended his actions and so did my mother, who suggested that maybe it was something I wanted to do.In 2001 my father told me that he had performed an experimental procedure on 6 people with rabies, all of whom had died. The experiment was to insert a lumbar puncture needle and siphon off the cerebrospinal fluid (CSF) replacing it with “saline with some added protein”. The scientific rationale was to “reduce the viral load”.I asked what he did with the infectious cerebrospinal fluid. He said, back in 2001, that they “irradiated it and dumped it somewhere in Kandy”. He said this involved on of his friends in the radiology department. I expressed concern that irradiating a virus could lead it to mutate.When I asked him about this in 2011 he claimed that rather than irradiating the CSF he had “put it in formalin and disposed of it”. He also said that he had only done the procedure on one patient. He also denied that they were infecting rabbits with rabies.

Some reasons to think AIDS is man-made

1, The history of eugenics and the paranoia about “overpopulation” in what was called the “Third World” in the 1960s and 1970s.

2. The exhortation by Sir Charles Darwin (British nuclear physicist and grandson of the famous biologist) at the California Institute of Technology (CALTECH) in 1959 to apply their minds to developing a solution “more brutal than warfare” to reduce the population of what he called “backward countries” whose increasing populations he claimed was a threat more serious than nuclear warfare.

3. The publications by the Stanford University professor Paul Erlich, including the influential best-seller “The Population Bomb”.

4. The 1950 recommendation by Sir Frank Macfarlane Burnet for Australian scientists to develop the biological weapons industry and use bioweapons offensively against civilian populations in Indonesia and Asia, saying that “poverty and disease alone have kept our coloured neighbours in check”.

5. The Syphilis progression studies done in Tuskegee on “Black” Americans.

6. The other nations that have been involved in the development of biological weapons during the Second World War and Cold War.

7. The 1969 request to the US Senate by Dr. Donald Macarthur for money to develop a refractory germ that causes collapse of the immune system and his claim at the time that many countries were working on such a germ.

8. The research that was done at the Walter and Eliza Hall Institute at the University of Melbourne by Macfarlane Burnet after he returned from a visit to the British biological warfare laboratories at Porton Down. This was on genetic engineering using plasmids, T-cell and B-cell (lymphocytes) function and monoclonal antibodies. It is also relevant that before he got involved in immunology, Burnet was interested in what were called “exotic viruses” which were systematically collected from tropical regions and injected into a range of experimental animals (including monkeys and, at this time, chimpanzees).

9. The global epidemiology of AIDS, vested interests in creating disease, and the history of scientific racism, colonial atrocities in Africa and the history of Belgian biological and chemical warfare as well as that of the London School of Hygiene and Tropical Medicine.

10, The reasons behind what were called “Pattern 1” and “Pattern 2” epidemiology of AIDS and the fact that the previous targets of genocidal eugenics programs were notable “high risk populations”.

11. The sources for funding of the AIDS programs and their connection with the white-supremacist eugenics movement.