As someone who has written over fifty thousand words on George Cardinal Pell, I didn’t expect to be writing any more. The Cardinal’s sudden and unexpected passing in Rome, after a routine operation, has been a great sadness and a shock to us all. Only a week or so after the passing of the saintly Pope Benedict, whose death was less of a surprise.
Since the Cardinal’s complete exoneration in 2020 by the High Court of Australia – I suppose they have to get something right every so often – the Pell Wars have gone into a quiet phase. His many enemies didn’t know quite what to do after he was released from his prison after the trumped-up charges finally met a court that saw it all for what it was. There were a couple of truly cringeworthy attempts at self-justification, most notably from the geriatric ABC hack Barrie Cassidy and (inevitably) from the Premier of the once great state of Victoria. The deeply mortified Louise Milligan dusted off herself and set her sights on Christian Porter. Another man she set out to destroy.
Pell’s case was the greatest piece of bullshit in Australia’s history (admittedly, with rich competition).
George Pell was set up. The perfect mark for the feminist grifters. The Victorian post-modernist legal system was set up in the 2000s by Rob Hulls, then Attorney-General and now (inevitably) settled with a sinecure at RMIT University (where else?), and he did his job well. By the time the moral panic about Catholic pedophile priests took shape, all of the pieces were in place. Social media actors. Priest chasing lawyers like Vivian Waller, owed a favour by Julia Gillard who she helped shoe-horn into parliament in the 1990s. Ex-Catholic feminists with points to prove, embedded throughout the publishing-academic-bureaucratic-industrial complex. Endlessly embittered victims groups on the prowl.
The Cardinal was convicted by kangaroo courts, and achieved justice (at five minutes to midnight) only when he finally encountered a court (outside Victoria, of course) that recognised rules of evidence, logic, basic legal principles and common sense. The High Court judges made minced meat of the Victorian coup attempt.
The lynch mob cottoned onto a patsy, Witness J. Just about everybody in Victoria knows who he is. We still cannot name him. Chancer? Liar? Victim of establishment pressure? Deluded, drug-addled soul? All of the above? His dreamy brown eyes appealed to Louise Milligan. That works! The Fembots were on board.
Pell’s response to his incarceration on false charges was exemplary, understated, proportionate, and very Pell. His prison diaries make compelling reading, though they are utterly without bitterness. They are compelling because they are without bitterness. They are the words of an innocent man. And, typically of the man, they are the words of a pragmatic soldier of Christ. He talks cricket, footy, and the sufferings of his fellow prisoners. To whose sufferings he was acutely and instinctively attracted. He was a journeyman Christian who was also one of the truly great sons of the Church. And he did so effortlessly.
The Cardinal’s insouciance was revealed in his answer to a question posed by Andrew Bolt after his release from prison, noting the apparent lack of support from the Australian Catholic Church hierarchy for his cause. He simply said, “that’s life”. The cringeworthy response to his release from prison from the Church was, and remains, a disgrace. What will they say and do now that he has passed?
What will become of the Cardinal’s reputation after his passing?
Will the Pell Wars be resurrected? It still matters what happened to this innocent Australian prelate. Our debased public square allowed an innocent man and a great Australian to be sent to jail on ludicrous charges. Does this matter to us? The average Aussie punter will, no doubt, have a view. Put it on social media. Create a mob. When the great questions of the age get decided by the uninformed ideologues, one fears for the future. That a moral panic about Catholic pedophile priests – about two per cent of serving priests, and mostly now in the distant past, and a mere drop in the ocean in relation to ongoing mixed family sex abuse – can create a political environment in which elected leaders can malign the innocent prelate should cause us all to pause and think. ScoMo and Bill Shorten should be pilliored forever over this.
I was in attendance in Penola in 2010 when St Mary Mackillop was canonised. The presiding Bishop, almost inevitably, chose to adorn his face in Aboriginal paint. Mother Mary of the Cross, Australia’s first saint, might well be sympathetic to Cardinal Pell’s story. She, too, was the victim of malign voices and charges from the establishment. I do not expect that Mother Mary would have ever offered the middle finger to anyone, but she well might have.
Tony Abbott, not an unbiased source, to be sure, suggests that George Pell’s reputation will only grow following his passing. In his measured and eloquent, albeit brief, statement, he marked the Cardinal’s passing and his endlessly patient and accepting response to his legal travails.
In Mr Abbott’s statement, he called Cardinal Pell a “great leader”.
“As an ecclesiastical and cultural conservative, he attracted praise and blame from all the expected quarters,” Mr Abbott said.
“His incarceration on charges that the High Court ultimately scathingly dismissed was a modern form of crucifixion; reputationally at least a kind of living death.
“His prison journals should become a classic: a fine man wrestling with a cruel fate and trying to make sense of the unfairness of suffering.
“In his own way, by dealing so equably with a monstrous allegation, he strikes me a saint of our times.
“Like everyone who knew him I feel a deep sense of loss but am confident that his reputation will grow and grow that he will become an inspiration for the ages.”
Abbott, of course, suffered for his visit to Pell in prison, in particular from the catholic (small c chosen) Premier of the state that did the most to destroy Pell. In which he was heavily implicated, of course. Andrews was a key figure in setting up and sustaining the Me-Too state in Victoria.
The Cardinal, off course, will never be an “official” saint. That would be a step too far for the Church of today, quivering in the face of the twitter mob and those who choose to destroy it. But for those who recognise what sainthood actually means, there is little doubt that the pearly gates entry scheme would not be demurring the kindest admittance of St George of Australia. I think that St Mary Mackillop would approve, and offer our late, great Cardinal a very friendly hug on arrival.
At least the late George won’t have to suffer the ignominy of a civil trial trumped up by the father of the late “victim” who claimed that it was all bollocks. No civil trials in heaven.
Not all saints are martyrs. All martyrs are saints, though. The case can be made that George Pell is a modern Christian martyr. The epithets of the mediocre, embittered, secular commenters – divisive, controversial, and the rest – will count for little in Heaven.
They still resent him. They always will.
Paul Collits
12 January 2023
Beautifully put and written thank you Paul.
Thanks Paul, a well written minor justice for a great man! Any 'true survivor' at the time of the kangaroo court spoke out in offence at the 'thumbs-up, thimbs-down' likeability of the colosseum style Facebook crowd hell-bent on jumping on the mob wagon! I was one of them.... We only seek 'truth-justice'... Nobody who ever suffered at the hands of a real perpetrator wants another innocent soul to suffer... God rest his soul!