Chemistry Model of Dr. Rom’s Truth Machine
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.
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.
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”.
“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.”
“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.
“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.
Dr. Romesh Senewiratne-Alagaratnam Arya Chakravarti
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….
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Tarun Sehgal’s additions to the Framing
Dr Romesh Senewiratne-Alagaratnam
I have met “Dr” Tarun Sehgal twice, a month apart. After the second visit on 18 February 2019, he amended a “clinical report” to the MHRT (Mental Health Review Tribunal) that the PA Hospital has been using to oppose my freedom since 2014.
The first amendment is to add to the “primary” diagnosis of “paranoid schizophrenia” two “secondary” diagnoses
- Mental and behavioural disorders due to use of cannabinoids, harmful use
- Other specific personality disorders
The second amendment is in the section titled “Brief History of Mental Illness” most of which has remained unchanged since 2014, when it was written by the psychiatrist Daniel Varghese who has since left the service. The framing and character-assassination by Daniel Varghese and his registrar David Nguyen has been retained (with spelling and grammatical errors as well as errors of fact) by a series of PA Hospital psychiatrists including Falih Al-Sudani, Justin O’Brien, Jumoke Banjo and Ghazala Watt.
Sehgal has added:
“Last medical review (Dr Tarun Sehgal, Cons) on 18th Feb 2019
He feels he is doing better with the reduction in the dose. He reported sedation from it lasting for the first 4-5 days each time after the depot.
He stated his achievement in terms of having – 10K ‘Linked-in’ connections, – 3.5K ‘Facebook’ friends and several followers on Youtube, Twitter and FB business site. He reported that has not being paid his royalties from APRA (Australian Performing Right Association) because he is a member of APRA. He has submitted around 80-100 songs to APRA and these are performance rights. You tube pays royalties to him but he is not getting from FB or google. He has lost about 5kg in weight. He is eating well and he is a good cook according to him. Sleep is good.
He has never ever had problem with sleep unless when he had viral meningitis at 23 yo. At present, no issues with his neighbours. The only problem is that “being harassed by this hospital”. No admission since Jan 2017. Denies any concerns at present. He reported that the main issue was that he went against his father and it caused the problem. He believed that his father was a key organiser/chair leader for Tamil Tigers. He opposed to Tamil Tigers and his father ‘discredited and dispossessed’ him. Since then his father caused the problem for him. He was a family doctor until 2003 but because of his father he has not been able to get back to same job.
The interview had themes around ongoing discussion on disagreements related to diagnosis, need to take medication, inappropriate treatment by psychiatric services including negligence by MH services. He did not talk about his cannabis use in the appointment. He admitted to ongoing cannabis use in his last appointment. “
The next section “Circumstances leading to the initiation of involuntary treatment” is retained unchanged since 2014.
Sehgal’s only other addition to the report (other than changing and adding “personality disorders” to the diagnosis of ‘paranoid schizophrenia’ on the opening page) is the section “Provide details of the current mental health assessment”:
“MSE by Dr Tarun Sehgal (cons) 18/2/19
He presented with average personal hygiene, unshaven, appropriately dressed and rapport was difficult to establish. His speech was normal in tone, vol and rhythm. His mood was euthymic with mildly irritable affect. No delusional or perceptual abnormality reported. Cognitively – he was grossly intact. He lacks to have insight into his mental health condition and need to have treatment.”
It appears that Tarun Sehgal lacks insight into his lack of English literacy as well as psychiatric and medical knowledge. Paranoid schizophrenia, according to psychiatric texts, is a disease characterised by hallucinations and delusions, as well as other problems including flat affect, lack of motivation, lack of social skills, disorganization in thought and speech, superstitiousness and magical thinking. I have never had any of these problems and was well within my rights to debate them with the psychiatrist who was authorising drug treatments against my will under threat of being locked up again if I refuse.
In his “report” Sehgal has left out two important facts. These are that I lent him a copy of my 1997 book “Psychiatric Tales and Words About Life” to read and tried to discuss AIDS with him. His response to my asking him if he thought AIDS is man-made was to refuse to answer. When I pressed him on the matter he said he would be “naïve” to say what he thought. This is the first time anyone has responded in this way to this question, and I have asked it of many people, including the case managers Raghavan Raman and Nigel Lewin, both of who are qualified as nurses. Raghavan Raman said, unequivocally, “yes, it is”, while Lewin said, “it wouldn’t surprise me”. I think Tarun Sehgal should blame himself if he had difficulty establishing rapport with me. I am very easy to talk to, but I don’t like being pathologised.
‘Microsoft Word accepts both Singhalese and Sinhalese as acceptable spellings for people who speak the Singhala language. However, it does not accept the spelling ‘Singhala’ as opposed to Sinhala without the ‘g’.
There is a big semantic difference between ‘sing’ and ‘sin’ in the English language. Sin is a synonym for evil. People who sin are sinners. People who sing are singers, and Singhalese people love to sing. They have sung since ancient times and their poetry and oral history have been sung in towns. villages and Buddhist temples in Sri Lanka for more than two thousand years.
The spelling of the Singhala language without a g is at odds with the Singhala spelling of the word:
සිංහ – Singha – Lion
“සිං” is ‘sing’ not sin
The generous and cosmopolitan among the Britishers said that the natives of Ceylon spoke in a “sing-song voice”, but the racists among the British despised people “jabbering” in languages they didn’t understand. The Britsh brought the Anglican Church to Sri Lanka and also gave permission for American missionaries to teach that Hinduism and Buddhism were ignorant supersitions, and the only “good” songs were hymns and carols. Native songs and dances were discouraged. The beat of the African drums came to symbolise rebellion of the “restless natives”, who had to understand only enough English to understand the “riot act” when it was read out to them – in English.
The English (Anglican) Church and Catholic (Roman) Church talk a lot about sin, and sin is another word for evil. In Australia, the Aboriginal childen were taken by the rival churches and ‘educated’ in the mission schools, where they were forced to learn rudimentary English, enough to work as labourers and housemaids but not enough to aspire to university, or a well-paying job. They were actively prevented from speaking their numerous beautiful native languages at school, under threat of punishment. They were told that the ancient wisdom of their elders was superstitious nonsense and that they would only go to “heaven” of they believed in the Doctrine of the Trinity and that Jesus was God. If they ‘sinned’ against the Ten Commandments as interpreted by the relevant chuches and their White missionary-teachers they would go to “hell”, a horrific place of eternal punishment, where they would “gnash their teeth in agony for ever and ever”.
The treatment of the ‘civilized’ natives of Ceylon by the British was not as brutal as the treatment of Australian Aborigines, and efforts were made by the missionaries and British universities to undertand and translate the ancient Indian and Sri Lankan languages and scripts. This was done with the help of the Buddhist and Hindu clergy and intelligensia, as well as the political, academic and business leaders, who were keen to learn English and acquire positions of relative power in the colonial administration. There was a lot of interest in Sanskrit, but the British and Europeans divided the Singhalese and Tamils of Sri Lanka as belonging to fundamentally different “races”. The Tamils were said to be Dravidian, but the Singhalese were said to be Aryan, like themselves. This was based on the differences between Singhala and Tamil regarding the influence of Sanskrit. Singhala is said to be derived from the North Indian languages of Pali and Sanskrit, while Tamil is a Dravidian language – which originally meant any of the several South Indian languages (including Malayalam, Telugu and Kannada), These have variable influences from Sanskrit, which is the Hindu liturgical language.
Modern DNA studies have shown the Singhalese and Tamils of Sri Lanka to be closely related, and more closely related than either group to Indians (from the south or north). The Tamils and Singhalese may have distinct languages and culture, but they are the same race and Europeans were wrong about their doctrines about Aryans and Dravidians. It is true, however, that Sanskrit is related to most of the European languages, something that was noticed by European monk-scholars of the Catholic Church in the 1600s, when they first travelled to India and tried to learn Sanskrit from the Brahmins. The Western scholars found common words and linguistic similarity between Sanskrit and the European classical languages of Greek and Latin. This led to a debate about where the Indo-European language family originated, a matter that hasn’t yet been settled. It is generally accepted that though Sanskrit developed in North India and became the holy language of Hinduism, it is related to the rest of the Indo-European, formerly called the Indo-Aryan, language family.
However languages are not the same as races. People of different races can learn the same language. There are many unsolved mysteries that will be elucidated when more people have their DNA tested. I have had mine done by a Canadian company (Genebase).
My family tree on Genebase includes more than 6000 people, mostly uploaded by a distant relative of mine, who I have never met (but we linked family trees since I was already on his extensive, but inaccurate, family tree) . Genebase compares DNA analyses from Indigenous populations around the world, with many groups from India but none from Sri Lanka. This limits the conclusions I can reach from the result that my Tamil mother’s mitochondrial DNA (maternal lineage) traces from the Sindhi Province in Pakistan (home to the Indus-Saraswati Civilization) combined with genetic input from Central India. It is an interesting result, though.
My Singhalese father’s paternal line shows commonalities, according to the DNA analysis, with populations of Indians in Malaysia and populations of Central India, Iran and the Middle-East. Neiher of my parents showed commonalities with European, African, Chinese or South American populations. However, the database is limited to 300 or so studies, and Australian Aboriginal and other Australians, as well as Sri Lankan veddhas and Sri Lankans (whether Singhalese, Tamil or Muslim) were not studied
It took me some years to identify myself as a Sri Lankan rather than a ‘Ceylonese’. Like many English-speaking expatriates I was attached to the name Ceylon. But now I see myself as a Sri Lankan Australian, with heritage and ancestry that is both Tamil and Singhalese. With a g. And I am learning the beautiful languages of my ancestors from my Facebook friends and Linkedin connections, both Tamil and Singhala. With a g. Thanks to all those who have helped me.
©2018 Dr Romesh Senewiratne-Alagaratnam
In March 2018 a short article was published online in The Diplomat titled “Transitional Justice in Sri Lanka: From Denial to Delay”. It was authored by a Swiss-trained Indian lawyer by the name of Yashasvi Nain, who the article says is working as a Programme Officer at the Commonwealth Human Rights Initiative where he leads its international advocacy program at the UN Human Rights Council. His Linkedin profile says that he studied at the Rajiv Gandhi National University of Law (Punjab) from 2008-2013 followed by training in international criminal law and International refugee law at the University of Geneva. He has also worked with the Office of the UN High Commissioner for Human Rights and the UN High Commissioner for Refugees. The former Indian Prime Minister Rajiv Gandhi was assassinated by a female Tamil Tiger (LTTE) suicide bomber in 1991.
Nain claims that Sri Lanka has failed to live up to its promises and that a UN report by the Deputy High Commissioner for Human Rights “specifically highlights the delays in constituting the long promised transitional justice mechanism on the atrocities and human rights abuses committed by both the Government of Sri Lanka and the Liberation Tigers of Tamil Eelam (LTTE)”.
The LTTE was militarily defeated in May 2009, when its military leader, who had led the organization’s “armed struggle” for “Tamil Eelam”, Vellupillai Prabakaran, was killed. This ended a 30-year civil war, but not the calls for “Tamil Eelam” among the Tamil expatriates who had backed the Tamil Tigers and the separatist war. The “struggle” for Tamil Eelam was continued by the so-called “Transnational Government of Tamil Eelam” (TGTE) headed by the Tamil Tigers’ New York-based lawyer Visuvanathan Rudrakumaran, who calls himself the ‘Prime Minister’ of the TGTE. The TGTE has established offices in 10 nations, namely the USA, UK, Canada, Norway, Germany, Italy, France, Switzerland, New Zealand and Australia, but notably not in India or Sri Lanka. Sri Lanka formerly banned the TGTE, which still flies the LTTE flags at its events and broadcasts (despite the LTTE being banned as a terrorist organization in several nations in which the TGTE is active). Wikipedia describes the TGTE as a “government in exile” but the organization is a farce and does not have the support of the vast majority of Sri Lankan Tamils. The TGTE claims to be democratic (unlike the LTTE) and committed to achieving Tamil Eelam by peaceful political means, but has wasted a lot of money trying to mount vexatious legal action against the Sri Lankan military leaders that defeated the LTTE and charge the Sri Lankan government with ‘genocide’. In truth, if there was genocide committed in Sri Lanka, it was conducted by the LTTE, and not the government. It was the LTTE that tried to rid the “north and east” of Sri Lanka of Singhalese and Muslims.
The legal concept of ‘transitional justice’ was developed after the Nuremberg Trials following World War Two, when Nazi and Japanese war criminals were tried by military tribunals and imprisoned or executed. It was justice of the victors, followed by efforts to de-Nazify Germany. However, under Operation Paperclip many of those involved in atrocities, including psychological warfare, human experimentation and collection of human tissue for study, were not prosecuted. Both the Soviets and the Allies competed for known war criminals with what was regarded as valuable scientific knowledge.
According to the Nuremberg precedent, it is Sri Lanka and the Sri Lankan military who should be trying the defeated forces – the LTTE – which started a separatist war, with foreign backing, in 1977. This was a war of aggression and it is a war crime to start a war. The war was also a front in the Cold War, something that is not fully appreciated and little written about. However, a close study of the war in Sri Lanka, the Korean War and the Vietnam War as related fronts in the Allied war on Asia, helps one understand the duplicitous role that several ‘Western’ nations played in the war and why the separatist propagandists talked about the Tigers being armed with “AK 47s” (Russian-made Kalashnikov assault rifles) which are depicted on the Tamil Tiger flag, along with a ring of AK 47 bullets surrounding a charging Chola Tiger. The LTTE claimed to be secular and socialist, but never democratic. The military wing was hierarchical, and Prabakaran was the boss of the military wing, but the LTTE’s international operations were more opaque and less hierarchical. The Tamil Tigers were big on cult-worship, fear, violence and terrorism but small on ideology.
Transitional justice includes judicial measures, like criminal prosecutions and non-judicial measures like truth commissions and reparation programs. Nain wrote in March this year that “the government had not yet made public the draft Bills for a Reparations Office and a Truth and Reconciliation Commission”. He fails to mention the Lessons Learnt and Reconciliation Commission (LLRC) that was held immediately after the war. The LLRC made several sensible recommendations and was not the government white-wash its critics had predicted it would be.
The matter of reparations is one that needs holistic appraisal. Who should compensate the people in Sri Lanka who suffered in this war and how should the compensation and reparations be paid? To settle this matter the war needs to be looked at in its entirety, and those who profiteered through the war (and there were many war profiteers) should be identified and charged. It is those who waged war against the small but sovereign nation of Sri Lanka that should pay reparations. The governments that overtly or, more usually, covertly supported the LTTE included India, Britain, the USA, Canada, Australia, New Zealand, Norway and Israel. The USA, UK, Canada, Australia and New Zealand form the ‘Five Eyes’ (or Eschelon) alliance, that shares intelligence and runs joint psy-ops. The ex-Mossad agent Victor Ostrovsky wrote in his book By Way of Deception how the Mossad (the Israeli secret service) trained both the Sri Lankan forces and the Tamil Tigers, at the same time.
Nain does not mention reparations by the LTTE’s backers and focuses on allegations of human rights abuses by the Sri Lankan government, police and military. It is common knowledge, however, that India armed and trained the LTTE and rival Tamil gangs of youths before unleashing them on Sri Lanka in the early 1980s. Later India sent troops to Sri Lanka (the IPKF or Indian Peace-Keeping Force) to disarm the gangs it had trained and the only gang that refused to disarm was the LTTE. The LTTE had, by then, eliminated the rival Tamil leadership of other separatist gangs (‘armed groups’). They also murdered several Tamil leaders who they accused of being ‘traitors’ for being prepared to work with the Colombo government, including the much-loved Tamil mayor of Jaffna Alfred Duraiappah, who was killed by Prabakaran himself in 1975. The mayor was in his sixties and had gone to a Hindu temple to pray, though he was a Christian, and was gunned down after he greeted the young Tamil lads who had taken out the contract to kill him. The gang was led by Prabakaran who was 21 and had formed his first armed gang, called the Tamil New Tigers (TNT), in 1972, when he was only 17 years old.
Though Prabakaran was known as the leader of the LTTE, the self-declared “theoretician and strategist” of the organization was an older man by the name of Anton Balasingham. In traditional Tamil culture the older brother – anna – has rank and authority over the younger brother – thambi. In the LTTE Balasingham was known as “Anna”, while Prabakaran was known as “Thambi”. Balasingham was the brains while Prabakaran was the brawn. But the real brains behind Balasingham was his second wife, the Australian-born and trained nurse Adele Ann Wilby, who met Balasingham in England when he was nursing his terminally ill wife Pearl, and married him in 1978. It was she who wrote the notes at the repeatedly unsuccessful peace talks that the LTTE held with the Sri Lankan government, in which her husband was the chief negotiator and “strategist” for the LTTE.
Anton Balasingham was raised a Roman Catholic but became a self-professed Marxist. Marx famously said that religion is the opium of the masses. In the 1960s Balasingham worked in Colombo as a journalist and editor, translating foreign news into Tamil, before getting a job as a translator (Tamil and English) for the British High Commission. It was the British High Commission that arranged for him to go with his wife Pearl, who he had married in 1968, for medical treatment in England. This was in 1971 and she died in 1976, with a diagnosis of chronic renal failure due to chronic pyelonephritis. During her illness Balasingham met Adele, who had trained as a nurse in Warragul in rural Victoria (in Australia).
Balasingham was recruited into the LTTE by the organization’s London representative and moved to Tamil Nadu with Adele. In 1986 he accompanied Prabakaran when the LTTE leader met Rajiv Gandhi, the Indian Prime Minister who he later assassinated using a programmed suicide bomber. The Balasingham couple orchestrated the LTTE’s activities from Madras, but moved to Jaffna, temporarily, in 1987. In 1987 war erupted between the Indian Peace Keeping Forces (IPKF) and the Tamil Tigers and the Balasinghams fled back to London.
In 1990 the Balasinghams returned to Sri Lanka to lead the LTTE delegation in the peace talks in Colombo. The peace talks failed, but the IPKF withdrew and the Tamil Tigers took over the Jaffna peninsula. The Balasinghams were in Jaffna at this time, when the LTTE gave Muslim citizens 24 hours to get out of Jaffna or be killed in a clear act of “ethnic cleansing”. Ethnic cleansing is a euphemism for genocide. The LTTE’s intent was to rid ‘Tamil Eelam’ of both the Singhalese and the Muslims, who were mostly Tamil-speaking as their mother tongue, but identified themselves as Muslims, Moors or Sri Lankans rather than ‘Tamils’.
After the Sri Lankan Armed Forces retook the Jaffna Peninsula in 1995, the LTTE forced thousands of Tamil civilians to accompany them as a human shield, as they retreated into the jungles of the Vanni, where they established what they called their ‘capital’ in the village of Kilinochchi. This was when Adele Balasingham was filmed by an Australian film crew handing out necklaces of cyanide to young Tamil girls – ‘cadres’ of the ‘Women’s Wing’ of which she was the boss. They respectfully called her “Aunty”. The girls were ordered to swallow the cyanide if they were captured, and terrorised that they would be raped and tortured by the “brutal” Sri Lankan soldiers if they were taken alive. They were told to swallow the poison to “protect their honour”. The real reason was to protect the secrets of the organization. Cyanide poisoning is a particularly unpleasant way to die.
The Balasinghams returned to London in 1999 and flew on to Oslo, Norway, after Anton Balasingham developed renal failure (he was a long-standing diabetic). In Oslo he had a kidney transplant with a kidney donated by a young Tamil Sri Lankan and was able to continue his political leadership of the LTTE, leading discussions with the Norwegian government that resulted in the February 2002 ceasefire followed by peace talks in Thailand, Norway, Germany, Japan and Switzerland. These talks were not held in good faith by the LTTE, which used the opportunity to collect funds and prepare for the next “Eelam War”.
It has been said that truth is the first casualty of war. Balasingham was a propagandist. He was based in London, the centre of dissemination of British colonial and neo-colonial propaganda, and worked for the British High Commission. The British gave him a base to wage war against the sovereign nation of Sri Lanka that they used to rule as the Dominion of Ceylon. The British continued to arm and train the Sri Lankan military while also giving a base to the LTTE in London and elsewhere in Britain. After the war ended they are providing a base for the TGTE, which still flies the LTTE flag and is actively rewriting history and concealing the truth about the LTTE and its crimes against humanity. Furthermore, Sri Lanka is not the only nation in which Britain has contributed to warfare and division. “Divide and rule” was an accepted strategy of the British imperialists and colonists, and employed throughout what is now called the Commonwealth of Nations.
After she returned to England from Sri Lanka, Adele Balasingham wrote the autobiographical The Will to Freedom about her years as the boss of the LTTE’s women’s wing. In it she argued that the fact that the LTTE allowed women to fight was a sign of women’s liberation and the fact that that they wore cyanide necklaces was a sign of their commitment to the cause. Nothing could be further from the truth. The young women were carefully programmed, through slogans and images of the “leader” to be prepared to sacrifice their lives to protect the secrets and especially the whereabouts of the mainly male leadership. The suicide bombers were given their own name – the Black Tigers – and their last meal was the “honour” of dinner with Prabakaran himself. Balasingham and the real masterminds of the LTTE created a cult figure out of Prabakaran and promoted a glorified image of the killer as a “liberator of Tamils” in Tamil Nadu and among the Tamil ‘Diaspora’ (expatriates). This propaganda is readily evident on the Internet, but began before there was an Internet.
Transitional justice includes both judicial measures such as criminal prosecutions and non-judicial measures like truth commissions and reparations programs.
Transitional justice implies transition from authoritarian, repressive regimes or civil conflicts to a more peaceful, democratic future. This is part of the movement to promote democracy as a system of government, as opposed to the Chinese (or Communist) system. The LTTE claimed to be Marxists and to be against the caste system, but in practice the war involved poor “low caste” Tamils in Sri Lanka being killed and maimed and being indoctrinated into a suicidal, militaristic mindset while the rich “high caste” Tamils enjoyed the luxury of professional life in the West, while sending money to buy weapons for the poor Tamils and Singhalese to be killed. Millions of dollars were collected every year in the USA and UK, and later in Canada and Europe. Meanwhile the sob stories of would-be asylum seekers and refugees were repeated without due scrutiny by various Western NGOs, human rights organizations and media outlets. Over the 30 years of the war the LTTE built up a considerable international propaganda network.
The fact is that Sri Lanka has had a democratic system of government since it obtained independence from Britain. Though President Mahinda Rajapaksa was widely denounced in the West as “dictatorial” and “authoritarian”, when he lost the election in 2015 he left power without calling in the military to protect his “rule” as some of his enemies predicted he would. The efforts to demonise President Rajapaksa and his brother Lt Col Gotabaya Rajapaksa were extreme, with comparisons with Hitler’s regime by people entirely devoid of historical knowledge and good sense.
Criminal prosecutions for transitional justice can be held in international or domestic courts. Sri Lanka is not a signatory to the Rome Statute that established the International Criminal Court (ICC), but there are several individuals who led the LTTE that live in countries that are signatories, including Adele Balasingham and Visuvanathan Rudrakumaran.
After the war many LTTE cadres and leaders were given amnesty after de-radicalisation and rehabilitation by the Sri Lankan government. Some were given employment in the military and have been involved in the dangerous work of clearing mines. The progress of mine-clearing in Sri Lanka compares well with the situation in other nations in which landmines have been sown. As part of the transitional justice measures the end-user certificates and sales and use of landmines by both sides should be examined, as well as the source of other weapons, including chemical weapons like cyanide and explosives. Possible links to Imperial Chemical Industries (ICI) and Orica (the ICI subsidiary based in Australia that exports cyanide, explosives and electronic detonators) should be explored as part of the investigation into the truth about the war and who profited from it.
Some of the questions that might be investigated by the truth commission:
- Who sold the weapons and who purchased them?
- What weapons were bought by Prabakaran and his outfit since 1972?
- Trace end-user certificates for weapons
- How many casualties from LTTE attacks?
- How many injured in LTTE attacks?
- How many fatalities from LTTE attacks?
- Names of civilians killed by LTTE
- Ages of civilians killed by LTTE
- Mode of death/cause of death as per death certificate if issued
- Names of people killed in LTTE attacks
- Names of civilians and armed forces injured by LTTE
- Names of civilians killed/injured in government attacks
- Names of injured requiring hospital care
- Names of hospitals treating injured
- Nature of treated injuries
- List of drugs used in treatments
- Fatalities/deaths in hospital
- Cause and mode of death as recorded by hospital
- DNA analysis of remains
- Names of missing persons in all 3 languages
According to Wikipedia, transitional justice aims at
- Halting ongoing human rights abuses
- Identifying past crimes
- Identifying those responsible for human rights violations
- Imposing sanctions on those responsible
- Providing reparations to victims
- Preventing future abuses
- Security sector reform
- Preserving and enhancing peace
- Fostering individual and national reconciliation
Nain claims that there is ongoing torture by Sri Lankan police and that “attacks, death threats, surveillance and harassment of human rights defenders and victims of violations has continued”. This needs to be taken with a grain of salt. Sri Lanka has a history of being maligned by India and the West by critics who fail to examine their own countries for egregious human rights abuses. The psychiatric system in the UK and India are cases in point. There is also the problem of embellished or false reports by Sri Lankans seeking asylum in the West, for which they need to prove ongoing persecution. This is a big industry, which the TGTE boss Rudrakumaran is part of as a “refugee lawyer”.
Regarding the identification of past crimes it is worth noting that in the Nuremberg Trials the crimes of the ANZAC and Allied victors were not investigated or prosecuted. The Sri Lankan government has extended amnesty to many thousands of LTTE cadres that have committed crimes against the state, and chosen not to prosecute known LTTE leaders who cooperated with the armed forces, police and government. This has only been done if people have renounced violence. Some of the recalcitrant LTTE fighters are still in jail. It is reasonable to ask that these people be charged or released and their names made available for the missing persons investigations.
Imposing sanctions on those responsible requires tracing the LTTE funding and propaganda networks, which are international and requires an international policing effort. This is a job for the Sri Lankan police and Interpol.
Providing reparations to victims requires the identification of the victims and identification of the perpetrators of their suffering. These perpetrators are those who financed and orchestrated the war, especially those who duplicitously supported both sides in the war.
Preventing future abuses, in this case preventing a return to conflict, is a complex matter that I have given thought to for many years. In 2002 I developed my first Peace Plan for Sri Lanka, a 40-proposal peace plan of which the first proposal was the promotion of tri-lingual education in Sinhala, Tamil and English from primary school onwards. This will break down the language barrier that is one of the roots of the conflict. The other proposals in my peace plan can be found by searching “Peace Plan for Sri Lanka” on YouTube:
Reform of the Sri Lankan military and police (the security system) is ongoing and there have been efforts to recruit and train Tamil-speaking and ethnic Tamil youths to serve in the armed forces and police. This is welcome. Cultural exchange is the best way to heal divisions.
Sri Lanka has long had laws against torture, but there have not been prosecutions of police and security forces for torture, as far as I know. This implies a culture of impunity, as has been alleged. It should be noted, however, that torture is engaged in by the Western armed forces as well, and to a greater degree. There is also the systematic torture of “mental patients” in the West, with the same abusive drugs and treatments being used both by the LTTE (they ran a ‘psychiatric hospital’) and the Sri Lankan government. The chemical restraints used in the West are also used in Sri Lanka and the Western diagnostic system, which constitutes labels of incurable disease, blamed on “chemical imbalances” is used around the world, including Sri Lanka, under the influence of the World Health Organization (WHO) and the British Royal College of Psychiatrists, which has trained successive generations of senior Sri Lankan psychiatrists.
The Sri Lankan military have shown exemplary leadership to the world in combating terrorism and making peace after the long war. Several military leaders gave up their military careers and entered the diplomatic service, actively promoting reconciliation and peace-building, like General Shavendra Silva. The military were involved in de-radicalising the LTTE cadres and rehabilitating them for civilian life as well as reconstruction projects. They were also involved in business ventures in tourism and agriculture in what had been LTTE-controlled areas and is still claimed by the separatists as “Tamil Eelam”. These have been criticised, with some justification. The separatists are angry that talk of separatism is against Sri Lankan law, and angry at the presence of military bases in “Tamil areas”. They are also angry, and have been for many decades, about what was unfortunately termed “colonization schemes” where poor Singhalese were given land and settled in the Eastern Province in areas (around Batticaloa and Trincomalee) that had mainly been inhabited by Tamils (and Muslims, who were mainly Tamil-speaking, though many were bilingual or trilingual). Granting land to the landless should be based on need, not religion or ethnicity. Everyone needs a home.
One of the root causes of the conflict was the division of Tamils and Singhalese in the education system. This worsened in the 1970s with laws that were intended to foster the national languages of Sinhala and Tamil at the expense of English. When I studied at Trinity College in the 1970s boys whose parents were ‘Sinhalese’ had to study in the “Sinhala medium”, boys with Tamil parents had to study in Tamil, while those boys with mixed parentage (Singhalese/Tamil), were Muslim (Moor or Malay) or Burger were allowed to study in English, Sinhala or Tamil. It was a disastrous policy. It also led to many English-speaking professionals leaving the country for their children’s education. This had been the intent; the measures were taken partly to counter the so-called “brain drain”, where Ceylonese professionals, fluent in English, were accepting better paid jobs with better conditions in the West, notably doctors and engineers.
These are some of my suggestions for preserving and enhancing peace:
- Promote trilingualism and multilingualism
- Wealth redistribution to poor
- Land redistribution to landless and needy
- Education – a computer for every classroom aiming towards a laptop/tablet for every student
- Health promotion not drug promotion
- Holistic approach to health
- Program of reforestation
- Promote nature awareness and love of nature
- Restriction of weapons to military and police
- Security cameras
- Electricity grid access
- National electricity grid
- Focus on renewable/sustainable/green energy
- Reconstruction – roads, railways, schools
- Green architecture and housing
- Develop hi-tech industry and training
- Promote Colombo as beautiful metropolis
- Promote ecotourism
Fostering individual and national reconciliation is a simple matter if people identify as Sri Lankan rather than according to their language, religion or ethnic group. Patriotism is to be encouraged along with Sri Lankan nationalism rather than tribalism. However, reconciliation between rival Singhalese, Tamil and Muslim views of Sri Lankan history is not easy – there are deep differences in the myths and legends that are venerated by Singhalese Buddhists, Singhalese Christians, Tamil Hindus, Tamil Christians and Sri Lankan Muslims. Every religion has its own myths and legends about human origins and history, often at odds with each other. There are deep differences between the beliefs of Catholics and Protestants and between members of the different Protestant churches.
Then there is the scientific view, which reports that the first human remains found in the island, those of Balangoda Man, date back to more than 30,000 years ago. The view of archaeology is also a scientific view; the archaeologist Paul Pieris surmised a century ago, that when Prince Vijaya arrived in the country, according to the Mahawamsa legend on the day of the Buddha’s death (543 BC) there were already several Hindu (Shaivite) temples on the island. More recent archaeological studies in the ancient city of Anuradhapura, long the capital of the Rajarata kingdom shows evidence of settlement several hundred years before the legendary arrival of Prince Vijaya. Reconciliation does not require one to accept the other’s perspective on all matters, however. Diversity in beliefs and views is to be encouraged, along with respect for different opinions; tribalism, racism and intolerance are not.
Finally, Sri Lanka needs transnational justice as well as transitional justice. The nations that attacked Sri Lanka’s sovereignty and supported the LTTE during the 30-year war should pay reparations to the people of Sri Lanka. These include India and the United Kingdom. Justice delayed is justice denied.
I went to see Associate Professor Mark Taylor again today. I went prepared, but was disappointed in the result. Though not surprised.
It was I who made the appointment, on my last visit to the new Woolloongabba Community Health Service building, of which the second floor is fully occupied by the Metro South Addiction and Mental Health Services (MSAMHS), supposedly a “service” to the people of Brisbane. The 2nd floor operation is effectively an outpatient clinic of the Princess Alexandra (PA) Hospital, and most of the patients were previously inpatients in one of the locked wards in Building 19.
I have been locked up many times in Building 19, usually in ‘West Wing Ward’ but also in ‘East Wing Ward’ and the euphemistically-named ‘Acute Observation Area’ (AOA) also called the High Dependency Unit (HDU). This is a double-locked ward that holds about 10 patients and is a hellish place. I was locked up there for 2 weeks in 2011, which is when I met Raghavan ‘Raghy’ Raman, who has now been appointed my ‘Case Manager’, responsible for “monitoring” my mental state for MSAHMS and recording and reporting his observations. Raghy Raman sat in on my interview with Mark Taylor, though he wasn’t present when I was last injected. This was about two weeks ago and was done by a very nice student nurse, who was polite enough to offer her hand to be shaken at the end of our encounter.
The nurse was learning to give injections in what is called the “Treatment Room”. Music and art are not among the treatments, needless to say. It is a tiny room with a set of scales, two fridges and cupboards with boxes of pre-filled depot injections, each with the name of a reluctant “client”. They now call patients “clients” to their faces but patients are referred to in the PA Hospital literature as “consumers”.
A couple of years ago Nigel Lewin, the British case manager who has been replaced by Raghy, told me that he thought I would make a “great consumer advocate”. I told him my objections to this manifestation of the “consumer culture”. I am not a consumer of psychiatric “services” or drugs – they are being forced into me by injection against my will. I am a victim and a survivor and I am also an extremely patient patient. The term patient has a long history and the term describes the attitude necessary for those who sought “treatment”.
The student nurse was nervous, so I didn’t alarm her by telling her that it was an assault. I had already told Raghy Raman, Nigel Lewin and the other case managers that I was submitting myself to be what is a monthly assault because if I refuse I will be taken back to the hospital by police, held down by security guards and injected anyway. Then I would be locked up again. For this reason I have allowed them to assault me every month for the past two years.
When I checked in at the long desk at the MSAMHS to be injected I introduced myself by saying “I’m here to be assaulted again”. The guy at the desk laughed. I’ve known him for many years and he doesn’t think I’m mad (and has told me so). He told me that Raghy was away but I’d have my injection given by the “Injection Nurse”. This was a hideous, grim woman who spends her day injecting “client” after “client” with neurotoxic drugs ordered by the doctors. She does not believe in talking to the patients, doesn’t smile or tell you her full name. She wears rubber gloves and doesn’t shake people’s hands before injecting them. On the second visit – in front of the student nurse – she asked me a few questions about my mood, eating and sleeping and recorded down my complaint about side-effects.
The student nurse was completely different in her attitude. When I told them that I was writing a book about music and the brain she said “how exciting”. She asked me if it was OK if she gave the injection and that I could give her “tips”. I told her that it was important to let the alcohol dry after swabbing the skin. “That stops it stinging”. The older nurse said “I do that too”, but she lied – the last time, when it was she who injected me she said “I won’t keep you waiting, so let’s get on with it” and hurried through the injection. I pointedly told the student to inject slowly, because that caused less tissue damage. The student nurse thanked me for the tips and extended her hand when I was leaving. There is hope for the future of nursing. But better still if they were confident enough to publicly disagree with the doctors.
I prepared for the interview with Mark Taylor by bringing with me four folders of my work. I told him I had brought some of my work to show him and prove my sanity.
“Oh good,” he said, but carried on typing, while looking at the screen and not at the folders.
I put the first one on the desk. It was my work-in-progress on psychoimmunology which I said was my short-term project.
“There’s a lot of interest in that,” he said, but he didn’t look through the 40-pages I have written so far.
I then showed him my long-term project, a book titled “Music, Instincts and Health”, telling him that I had written 350 pages so far and also had folders of research from the Internet on the topic, as well as folders of original theoretical work. He glanced at the contents and returned to his typing.
I then showed him a folder for HUB Music, including promotions of my music on Soundcloud, YouTube and Facebook. He asked me what I meant by “my music”. I explained that I had been recording my musical compositions for 30 years and had posted it on the net over many years. I told him that, however, my most watched videos on YouTube were not my music but my documentaries on eugenics and AIDS.
“I didn’t know you had researched eugenics and AIDS” he said, to my surprise. Either he has a poor memory or a selective one. In 2001 he wrote in the notes of the Alfred Hospital that my beliefs about “the eugenics of AIDS” were delusional and indicative of psychosis. He also wrote, at this time, that before I became “psychotic” I had a “paranoid and narcissistic personality”. It was a thorough character-assassination. I reminded him of this the last time we met, which was about 6 weeks ago.
“I saw you only recently” he said “A month ago. Nothing has really changed”.
I showed my the fourth folder I had brought with me, which was my current networking on Linkedin, where I have almost 6000 professional contacts around the world, from a wide range of academic disciplines including medicine and mental health. He wasn’t interested. One of numerous Mark Taylors, his own Linkedin page has only 10 contacts and he is not active on it. He has not even updated his current employment or uploaded a photo of himself.
“How have you been in your mental health?” he asked. I told him again about the fact the the injection was sterilizing me, making me salivate and making me sleep in the day. “You told me that last time”. I objected that though I told him he hadn’t budged on lowering the drug.
I told him that I had been watching YouTube clips of psychiatrists who were much more critical of the overuse of psychiatric drugs than himself. “Oh good” he said again. I named Daniel Carlat (who he had not heard of). Pat McGorry (who he had), Sami Timimi (who he had heard of but dismissed as “radical” and mistakenly thought was a woman), and Robert Whitaker. He had heard of Robert Whitaker and I told him that he was one of my friends on Facebook. “He’s not a psychiatrist, though”, he said.
“I wanted to ask you that – how much time do you spend in front of your computer?”
I knew he was trying to pathologise my behaviour. I said I spend only a couple of hours a week on Facebook but more time on Linkedin and Youtube. He said he did not follow “social media” and asked me how well known I am.
“Are you say one of the five best known people in Brisbane?”
This was another trap. He was looking for grandiosity.
“Of course not”, I laughed. “Most people wouldn’t know me from a bar of soap”.
“Do you get the recognition you deserve?” he asked, looking for evidence of me being what psychiatrists call “entitled”.
“I’m not looking for recognition, but it is nice to be appreciated”.
Conveniently forgetting his character-assassination of me in 2001, and his role in having me falsely incarcerated, Taylor said “The doctors at CFOS say you have posted things that are defamatory about me”. He said he hadn’t seen them himself but that he had been told about it by CFOS – which he pronounced as “see-fos”. This is a new organization called the “Community Forensic Outreach Service” – which I have been told by Raghy Raman is part of the health department and not the court system, but that he couldn’t tell me more about it other than that I had been referred to CFOS because he felt obliged to “escalate the matter” of my posting material about the “Queensland Health staff” on what he calls “the social media”. He is furious that I posted footage of him assaulting me in my own home on YouTube.
It was Raghy who informed me, by email and phone, that I had been referred to CFOS. I wanted to know what powers this new body had over me, and asked him who they were. He said he didn’t know and the decision to “escalate the matter” of my refusing to take down the YouTube clips was made by the “team leader” a woman called Sharon Locke. I have spoken to Locke on the phone but never met her and have now been told that she is no longer the team leader. Mark Taylor said I had refused to meet CFOS when we had last met and I told him I was prepared to talk to them on the phone or communicate with them over the net but would not come in to be interviewed (and framed, though I didn’t use the term) in the Woolloongabba Community Health Centre.
I told Taylor that Professor Pat McGorry has said that the antipsychotic drugs used to be used at 10 times the necessary dose and now are used at 2 to 3 times the necessary dose. His retort was “did you know that Pat McGorry has accepted payments from many drug companies?” I said I did. “Do you think Ibuprofen (an anti-inlammatory and alalgesic drug that is available over the counter) is over-used?”
“I’m sure it is. Many drugs are over-prescribed. The drug companies’ primary motive is money. They bribe those doctors who are prepared to accept bribes.”
“You haven’t answered. Did you post defamatory things about me?” he persisted.
I answered that I had posted things about him on Facebook, Linkedin and YouTube and explained that I had discussed his links with the drug companies, pointing to a video of him presenting his conflict of interest at a lecture in Scotland some years ago. I called it “accepting bribes”. Some people might interpret that as defamatory.
“That was about 7 years ago, and I think it is a good thing to disclose information,” he said, then saying that it was a private lecture and should not have been posted (though he knew who it was). In this clip he says, in reference to a statement by one of his psychiatric colleagues that “when it comes to industry you are either abstinent or promiscuous – you can see on which side I fall”. He then showed a slide disclosing that he had accepted “fees and/or hospitality” from 5 different drug companies. His audience laughed, but it was posted on YouTube by an audience member who wasn’t amused.
Taylor asked me if I had ever accepted a sandwich from a drug company – “that’s included in hospitality”. He also challenged Pat McGorry’s assertion that Cognitive Behaviour Therapy (CBT) should be used ahead of drugs in the treatment of psychosis, saying that “the problem is that CBT doesn’t work in psychosis”. When I contested this he claimed that it has been proved by “Cochrane”, meaning the Cochrane Collaboration. I said that I had discussed this with Peter Gotszche, the Director of the Nordic Cochrane Collaboration, who had written books about the ineffectiveness and harmfulness of psychiatric drugs including dopamine blockers and SSRI antidepressants.
“What do you hope to achieve by blocking my dopamine receptors?” I asked.
“We want you to remain stable and not have mood fluctuations”. He raised the risk of suicide. I told him that I had never been suicidal, though I lied. I have entertained fleeting thoughts of suicide on two and only two occasions in my life. One was when I was 34 and locked up at the Royal Park Hospital in Melbourne and the other time was when I was 55 and locked up at the psychogeriatric Grevillea Ward of the Princess Alexandra Hospital. In both instances it was a response to being disbelieved, locked up and drugged.
Mark Taylor said he wanted me to be “stable” over time and that he would “think about” lowering the dose. He said he didn’t want to see me for 3 months and that our time had run out. In contrast, the private psychiatrist Frank New spent 3 hours with me before writing a 13-paged report stating that he was confident that I did not have a mental illness and why he formed this well-considered opinion. But that was many years ago and the PA Hospital has been reluctant to speak to any doctors who do not agree that I am mad.
Raghy Raman stayed silent throughout the interview until I raised the fact that it was he who reported that I had “elevated speech” to Ghazala Watt, resulting in Watt, who trained in Pakistan and Britain, to abusively increase the dose of Paliperidone (ironically called Invega) from 75 to 100 mg. Raghy flew into a rage. “Why do you keep going back to this, over and over?” he shouted. “I said you had elevated mood but I retracted it and apologised. But you keep on raising this over and over. I apologised! And what I said had nothing to do with you being injected. No! The doctors make their own decisions. It had nothing to do with me”.
I pointed out that Ghazala Watt had written to the Mental Health Review Tribunal that the injection was increased “because the treating team reported elevated speech” – and that the same report recorded the “treating team” as only Watt and Raghy Raman. I also pointed out that it was Raghy that was getting angry and not me and that I have a very stable mood. I told Taylor that I am not prone to depression but have been said to have an elevated mood at times.
He said he had observed that I was talkative and laughed a lot – he didn’t need to mention that these are “symptoms” of “hypomania”, mania and mood elevation. I explained that this was my personality – I have been like that since I was a child. Though I can be shy when I first meet people I enjoy conversations and laugh a lot in conversation.
Mark Taylor had to admit that Raghy was angry so he said “we’d better end the inteview now”. He stressed again that he didn’t want to see me for 3 months. In the meantime that’s 3 more injections, each at the cost of more that $400 to the taxpayer.
Taylor said I should consider what to say at the next Mental Health Review Tribunal (MHRT). I pointed out that claiming not to be ill is immediately interpeted as “lack of insight” and that the MHRT discharges less than 5% of patients and inevitably sides with the hospitals. Losing a MHRT hearing is just another trauma. Right now I can’t be bothered appealing.