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駐墨爾本的自由運動觀察人.

對自由的渴望是否阻礙了我們?

當自由是我們的動力時,自由怎麽會束縛人呢?


當自由是我們的動力時,自由怎麽會束縛人呢?

人類精神對自由的渴望是為什麽呢,就好像盡管我們強迫他們且浪費了那麽多年,那些被我們囚禁在馬努斯島(澳洲政府托巴布亞新幾內亞管的難民收容中心)的尋求庇護者不會屈服和回家。

我們慶祝自由,當時我們花了數百萬美元派出一艘巡邏艇,看看試圖獨自環遊世界的托尼-布利莫爾在他的遊艇在海洋中最孤獨的地方之一傾覆後是否幸存下來。他活了下來。我們很高興,因為這個小個子男人已經航行到了他的自由邊界,也就是他的死亡邊界,並且活了下來。

自由是一個被稱為索尼的柬埔寨女人,她曾經在穆魯姆拜納的一家養老院的洗衣房工作時唱過所有容易聽的經典歌曲。一個女人不僅設法在她的家鄉柬埔寨的殺戮場上幸存下來,在那里,她好幾次被從她的孩子們身邊趕走,並被迫跪在她的同胞的屍體前,因為其他武裝的孩子們在思考是否要殺她。一個女人在帶著她的五個孩子走到越南時,在路上收養了另一個孩子,並把他也帶到這里,獲得了自由,我相信那孩子在這里成為了一名律師。儘管她在這里的工作是清洗弄臟的床單和衣服,以及那些昂貴的布尿布包裝,但她仍然每天唱歌,她那甜美的走調的聲音高於工業洗衣機和烘幹機的機械聲,就像為慶祝自由而唱的歌。

自由是騎自行車穿過努拉博河並想一分鐘。為什麽要這樣做,因為這是一條很長的路,而下一刻他們就對所有的空間、自由感到敬畏,他們正在慢慢地騎車穿過。

自由是在咖啡館遇到一個陌生人的權利,然後20分鐘後在某個地方的床上做愛。

自由是選擇不接受化療的權利,而是以你的靈魂認為最適合你的方式來應對癌癥的巨大考驗。

自由是把你的家庭住宅押上的權利,以資助一項你所有的朋友都告訴你是一個瘋狂的風險的事業,但你知道如果你不嘗試,你最終會覺得當你在這里時,你從來沒有勇氣去追逐夢想和生活。

自由是接受自己生錯了性別的權利,為了解放真正的你,你可以決定對自己進行醫學上的重新分配。

自由是知道生命是多麽寶貴的權利,然後抽煙、喝酒、吸毒,或騎摩托車,或跳傘,或與鯊魚遊泳,不管怎樣。

這是一種權利,知道自己會死,但卻活得像不死之身。

自由是我們有監獄的原因,因為對我們大多數人來說,失去自由的想法是可怕的。然而它也是冒險違法的權利。

自由是成為好人、安靜、有主見、高尚或自私的權利。做一個聖人或一個屁眼。

有一天,在為慶祝自由而建造的紀念碑的台階上,一群捍衛自由的澳大利亞人興致勃勃地唱起了國歌,特別是對你們的警察沖鋒隊說 "我們是自由的",警察的沖鋒隊在這里提醒他們,盡管他們身處一個自由的國家,而且是建立在民主和自由之上的西方世界的一部分,但他們已經不再自由了。而你現在會命令你的部隊使用暴力、催淚瓦斯、橡皮子彈和令人發指的罰款以確保這些澳大利亞人收到備忘錄。

但沒有收到備忘錄的人是你。

你不想被那些阻礙大家自由的人說教。阻礙大家的人從哪里來?

一個被暴政統治的種族隔離的國家? 一個國家的自由是一種待遇,為了達到這種待遇,他們將不得不通過另一針加強劑來不斷地更新這種待遇?

一個批判性辯論、思考和質疑的自由都要受到審查的國家嗎?


一個國家將謊言當成自由。你將強迫我們教導我們的孩子這一個謊言就是自由。

現在我承認,過去和現在都是一個艱難的時期,在這個時期,捍衛個人自由的代價比平時更高。而代價就是死亡。

然而在過去,我們為此犧牲了十幾萬士兵,盡管在許多情況下,我們的自由並沒有受到直接威脅。

因此,如果現在必須有人死亡,這是一個不幸和可怕的代價,但失去自由的代價,可能對你來說毫無意義,但對我們整個社會和我們孩子的未來來說,是根本無法負擔的。

我不知道你如何證明你現在所做的事情是合理的。你花在你的個人媒體團隊和你的沖鋒隊上的數百萬美元,然而這些錢你本可以花在醫院上。

除了情感和精神上的傷害外,你的隔離社區計劃,即未接種疫苗的人可能因進入只接種疫苗的場所而被監禁,這將使商家在經濟上無法繁榮並不可能開始償還我們所有人因這些無休止的封鎖而產生的巨大賬單。

現在,你們正在使殘害那些與你們意見相左的人成為社會可以接受的行為。你們分裂了工作夥伴、朋友,最糟糕的是,分裂了家庭。你們威脅要監禁那些敢於質疑說法的醫生和護士,你們還讓軍隊向手無寸鐵的抗議者開火。

而現在,你要用大錘子砸向我們已經破碎的經濟,因為你迫使那些希望堅持自由的人離開他們的工作和生計。

這些澳大利亞人知道一些你們忘記了的事情,或者不關心的事情。

而這正是我們自由的核心所在。這不是關於能夠去酒吧或音樂會或旅行或我提到的任何其他事情,它們是我們國家更深層次和最基本的自由的特權,即選擇的自由,無論你有什麽理由,好的或壞的,你都想竊取並取代成為順從的群體的一部分的自由。

麻煩的是,對你和我們來說,這就是我們抗議的原因,我們自由社會的基石是個人的選擇自由。特別是個人說"不 "的權利,這包括選擇為自己決定,不受懲罰,什麽東西進入我們的身體和不進入。

所以先生,我不想辯論了。你有一個決定要做,要麽你可以退縮,讓我們的自由社會痊愈,用體面、寬容和基本常識來處理這種病毒,要麽你可以變得越來越暴力,因為你試圖壓制我們的選擇自由。

對於其他任何人,請努力記住,這不是我們領導人的國家,這是我們的國家。盡管有所有的封鎖,但我們是建築師和監護人。 因此,也許現在是時候讓我們討論一下這意味著什麽。

   Is a want for Freedom holding us back?

How could freedom ever hold anyone back when freedom is what drives us? 

The human spirit’s hunger for freedom is why, despite all those years we’ve forced them to waste, those asylum seekers we imprisoned on Manus island won’t give in and go home.  

We celebrated freedom when we spent millions sending out a patrol boat to see if Tony Bullimore, a man attempting to sail solo around the world, had survived after his yacht had capsized in one of the loneliest parts of the ocean. And he had. And we rejoiced, for this little man had sailed right up to the border of his freedom, which was his death, and survived.

Freedom is a Cambodian woman known as Sony, who used to sing all the easy listening classics while working in a laundry in a nursing home in Murrumbeena. A woman who had managed to not only survive the killing fields of her home, Cambodia, where several times she was marched away from her children and made to kneel before her country men’s corpses, as other armed children pondered whether to kill her. A woman who, while walking to Vietnam with her five children, adopted another child on the way and brought him here too, to freedom, where I believe he became a lawyer. And while her job here entailed cleaning soiled sheets and clothes and those expensive cloth nappy wraps, still she sang, every day, her sweet out- of- tune voice rising above the mechanical sound of the industrial washing machines and dryers, like a song sung to celebrate freedom.

Freedom is a cyclist riding across the Nullabor and wondering one minute, why they are doing it because it’s such a long way and the next moment they are in awe of all the space, the freedom, that they are slowly peddling through.

Freedom is the right to meet a stranger in a café, and then twenty minutes later be in a bed somewhere getting it on. 

Freedom is the right to choose not to take chemotherapy and instead tackle the great test of cancer in the way that your soul feels is best for you.

Freedom is the right to put your family home on the line, in order to fund a business that all your friends are telling you is a mad risk, but you know that if you don’t try, you’ll end up feeling like while you were here, you never had the courage to chase dreams and live.

Freedom is the right to accept that you’ve been born into the wrong gender, and in order to free the real you, you can decide to have yourself medically reassigned.

Freedom is the right to know how precious life is, and then smoke and drink and take drugs, or ride motorbikes, or sky dive or swim with sharks, regardless.

It’s the right to know you are going to die yet live like you are immortal.

Freedom is the reason we have prisons, for to most of us, the thought of losing our freedom is horrendous. Then again, it’s also the right to risk breaking the law.

Freedom is the right to be good, quiet, opinionated, noble or selfish. To be a saint or an arsehole.

The other day, on the steps of the shine of remembrance, built to celebrate freedom, a load of Australians defending freedom, sang the national anthem with gusto, especially the words “We are free” at all your storm troopers, who were here to remind them, that despite being in a free country, and a part of the Western World, which is built on democracy and freedom, that they were no longer free. And that you would now order your troops to use violence and tear gas and rubber bullets and outrageous fines to make sure these Australians got the memo.

But the one who hasn’t received the memo is you. 

You don’t want to be lectured about freedom by people who are holding everyone back. Holding everyone back from where?

An apartheid country ruled by tyranny?  A country where freedom is a status that to attain, they will have to constantly update this status through the needle of another booster shot? 

A country where the freedom to critically debate, to think, to question is censored? 

A country where freedom is a lie. A lie you will force us to teach our children, is freedom. 

Now I admit, it has been and is a tough time, a time where defending individual freedom is more expensive than usual. And the cost is death. 

Yet in the past we sacrificed over one hundred thousand soldiers to it, even though in many cases, our freedom wasn’t under a direct threat. 

And so if people have to die now, it is an unfortunate and terrible price to pay, but the cost of losing freedom, which may mean nothing to you, is to our society in general, and our children’s future, simply unaffordable. 

I don’t know how you justify what you are doing now. The millions you are spending on your personal media team and on your storm troopers that you could have spent on hospitals.

And apart from the emotional and spiritual damage, your plan of a segregated community, where unvaccinated people could be jailed for entering a vaccinated only establishment, will make it economically impossible for businesses to thrive and start paying back the enormous bill we have all racked up with these endless lockdowns.  

Now you are making it socially acceptable to brutalise those who disagree with you. You have divided work colleagues, friends and worst of all, families. You have threatened to jail doctors and nurses who dare to question the narrative, and you have had your troops open fire on unarmed protesters.

And now you are about to take a sledgehammer to our already broken economy, as you force those who wish to hang onto their freedom, to walk away from their jobs, their livelihoods.

Australians who know something you’ve forgotten, or don’t care about. 

And that is what the core of our freedom is. It isn’t about being able to go to a pub or a concert or to travel or any of the other things I have mentioned, they are the privileges of our country’s deeper and most fundamental freedom, the freedom of choice, which, for whatever your reason, good or bad, you want to steal and replace with the freedom to be a part of an obedient herd.

Trouble is, for you and us, and this is why we protest, the bedrock of our free society is the individual’s freedom to choose. Especially the individual’s right to say no and this includes the choice to decide for ourselves, without retribution, what does and does not, go into our body.

So Mr I don’t want to debate, you have a decision to make, either you can back off and let our free society heal and deal with this virus with decency, tolerance and common sense, or you can become ever more violent as you try to crush our freedom of choice. 

And to anyone else out there, please try and remember, this is not our leaders’ country, it is our country. Despite all the lockdowns we are architects and the custodians.  So perhaps it’s time for us to discuss what that means.

   

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