National Unity Government Conference on Indigenous Sovereignty


We've just left Uluru and are in Newcastle, the very first convict settlement in Australia.  This is the first place the language of the people was lost.

Tomorrow we go to Wollongong for the National Unity Government conference and the Sovereignty Meet-up at Sandon Point Tent Embassy...Stay tuned.


Until then, please feel free to pass this on, it's a letter from Uncle Bob Randall of Mutijulu Community:
Dear friends, family, and global brothers and sisters,

Please watch this video of my brother, Djiniyini of Elcho Island, Arnhem Land. http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=vrEWMHTvexY
We need the help of the world! 

Jenny Macklin, as Minister for Aboriginal Affairs of the current Australian government is trying to destroy the Aboriginal people and our culture by continued implementation of a tragically damaging policy known as "The Intervention."  We have been against it from day one because it is based on falsehood and lies. So many of our people are dying and sick under this policy and our voices continue to be ignored and discounted. The government ignores our needs and human rights as Indigenous peoples as defined under the U.N. Declaration on the Rights of Indigenous Peoples. Why is the Australian Government not held accountable to uphold and implement the U.N.Declaration which they signed in front of the world? How can the Australian government continue to enforce policy that is destroying our culture-the same culture that is exploited as the backbone of the tourism industry in Australia? 

The Intervention is a euphemism for genocide. Our people are suffering under the rule of government authority that justifies their actions without respectful consultation or negotiation. Hitler did the same. We need the attention and help from our global family. These politically motivated gross human rights violations must be exposed and confronted. Please listen to my brother. Our people don't deserve to die under a modern system that doesn't understand or choose to listen and understand. 

With my love and gratitude, Uncle Bob Randall



This is a very important  Please distribute far and wide.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=vrEWMHTvexY

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