巨變中的書寫
巨變中的書寫

駐墨爾本的自由運動觀察人.

反正統文化的新教會

12月2日2021年為州議會以20票贊成 18票反對通過新的大流行管制法。議會不管大眾數十萬至百萬人數不同意法案。但在議員的私下交易下通過了。 Cafe lock out 邁克爾-格雷-格里菲斯鼓勵自製標語上街12月4日墨爾本再出發。


她終於帶她的女兒去打針了。 原因是什麼? 她的女兒喜歡跳舞,但如果不接種疫苗,她就不能去上課了。 她的母親握著她的手因為女兒害怕打針,看著接種者做他們的工作,當接種完成,她的女兒抬頭看著她的母親說,好的,現在我可以跳舞了。

幾天後,她的母親在聖保羅大教堂附近。 她感覺自己身體要倒下,於是她就走了進去教堂,到門口見兩個穿黑制服的警衛迎著她來。

他們想知道她是否完全接種疫苗了。

她告訴他們她如何失去了工作,沒有未來,她想和她的上帝談談,尋求指導,可是這沒有陰齒而不同的待遇。 如果她不能提供她的疫苗的記錄,她就不能進教堂。

她問,你們是基督徒嗎?

一個警衛回答說,我們為一家安全公司工作。

她問,我應該怎麼做?

他們一開始沒有回答,但當她走開時,一個人開玩笑說,跟著你的路走。

由於不確定他是否在嘲笑她,她轉過身去沖向他們之間的空隙。

他們攔住了她。

你在做什麼? 一個警衛問。

這看起來像什麼? 我正在走回我的神的路。

她還是被拒之門外,但受到了傷害,她徘徊著找到了我們的新教堂,就是我們現時在議會大廈的石階上建造的那個。 我們沒有牧師,牧師們都不敢來。 而任何人都可以拿起擴音器,為我們其他人講道。 我們的牆壁是由自製的呼籲自由的橫幅構成的,當一排警詧從更高的臺階上往下看時,我們這,除了天堂,沒有任何天花板,歡迎所有尋求躲避暴政的人。 你可以安靜地坐著,也可以說話,或者發表演講。 我們有公眾提供的食物和水。 當政府和媒體以各種管道稱呼我們,試圖讓維多利亞州的其他人討厭我們時,我們知道這個地方是神聖的、美麗的。 這些是庇護所的臺階,是我們形成教堂的基礎,而這位母親,現在是教友,剛剛加入我們。

幾個星期以來,抗議者每天都來,坐在臺階上,但在法案飛快地通過下議院並最終進入上議院後,抗議者在這裡紮了營。 他們在那裡睡了兩個星期,在兩排平行的橙色柱子之間睡了一覺,這些柱子是由市政府安裝的,試圖讓他們抗議者移走。 相反,抗議者們把它們當作座位和教堂的牆壁。

這是維多利亞州唯一不需要接種疫苗的教堂。 一個形成教條與外表體面交織的教會。 這座教堂每週六舉行彌撒,教友並在都市中遊行,對政府不滿的疫苗接種者與選擇不接種疫苗的人肩並肩遊行。

這是一座由人民建立的教堂。 一個被稱為自由的教會。

的確,經過一場偉大的鬥爭,我們輸掉了法案之戰。 也是真的,當警詧將我們轉移時,一場雷雨將我們所有地下的粉筆字迹從這些臺階上沖了下來。 但這並不是結束。 這只是對我們决心的最新考驗。 就像生活在問我們兩個問題一樣。

你想要什麼? 自由。

你什麼時候想要它?

本週六,我們將於下午12點在議會臺階上集會,然後從那裡開始遊行。

做一個標誌,然後下來,像祈禱一樣高高舉起它。 再次或第一次與我們團結起來,讓我們向那些正在築起這個專制政權的人表明,我們不僅能挨上一記重拳,而且教會現在就在我們所有人裡面,而我們裡面建設著,永遠不斷地建設,不僅是去奪回和捍衛的自由,還有我們子孫的自由的戰鬥,嗯, 這場戰爭剛剛開始。

邁克爾-格雷-格里菲斯

原文:

The New Church Of The Counter Culture 
Michael Gray Griffith

Café Locked Out

She finally took her daughter to get the jab. Reason? Her daughter loved dancing but she wouldn’t be able to go to her classes unless she was vaccinated. Her daughter hated needles. Her mother held her hand as the vaccinator did their thing, then once finished her daughter looked up at her mother and said, ok, now I can dance. 

A few days later, her mother was near St Paul’s cathedral. Feeling like she was falling, she went in, only to have two black uniformed security guards meet her at the door. 

They wanted to know if she was double jabbed. 

She told them how she’d lost her job and had no future and she wanted to talk to her God, to seek guidance, but it made no difference. If she couldn’t provide her status, she wasn’t getting in. 

Are you even Christians? she asked.

We work for a security firm, one replied. 

Falling still, but burning now, she asked, what am I supposed to do?

They didn’t answer at first, but as she walked away one jibed, follow your path.

Unsure whether he was mocking her or not, she swung around and charged at the gap between them. 

They stopped her. 

What are you doing? one asked.

What does it look like? I’m following the path back to my God.

Still refused entry, but hurting, she wandered off and found us in the new Church, the one we were currently building on the stone steps of parliament house. We had no priests, the priests were too scared to come. And anyone could pick up the loudspeaker and offer the rest of us a sermon. Our walls were constructed from homemade banners calling for freedom, and as the line of police looked down from the higher steps, we, who owned no ceiling, other than the heavens, welcomed in all those seeking shelter from the tyranny. You could sit quietly, or talk, or make a speech. We had food supplied by the public and water. And while the government and the media were calling us all manner of names in order to try get the rest of Victoria to hate us, we knew this place was sacred, beautiful. These were the Steps of Solace, the foundation of our forming church, and this mother, who is now a parishioner, had just joined us. 

For several weeks the protesters had been turning up daily and sitting on the steps, but after the bill flew passed the lower house and ended up in the upper house, the protesters set up camp. For two weeks they slept there, kettled between two parallel rows of orange bollards, installed by the council to try move them on. Instead the protesters used them as seats and the walls of their church. 

The only church in Victoria where no vaccination status is required. A Church whose forming dogma is interwoven with decency. A church that celebrates mass each Saturday with a march through the city, where vaccinated, who are disgruntled with the Government walk alongside those who have chosen not to get vaccinated.

It is a church being built by the people. A Church called and calling for Freedom.

It’s true that after a great fight, we lost the battle of the bill. It’s also true that as the police move us on, a thunderstorm washed all of our chalk writing off these steps. But this isn’t the end. This is just the latest test of our resolve. It’s as if life is asking us two questions. 

What do you want? . .Freedom.

When do you want it? 

This Saturday we are meeting at the Steps of Parliament at 12pm then marching from there. 

Make a sign and come down and hold it up high like a prayer. Unite with us again, or for the first time, and help us show those who are installing this authoritarian regime, that we can not only take a good punch, but rather than being dismantled, the church is now within us all, and building, forever building, and the battle to take back and defend not only our freedoms but our Childrens’ and Grandchildrens’ freedom, well, that war has just begun.  


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