See the bloke above? Louis Victor Daniels is his name. It used to be Father Lou, or Lou to his close mates.

He’s a former Anglican priest, at one time the 3rd-ranking church official in Tasmania, a member of the State Leadership Team, a confidante of the Bishop, and a close friend and mentor to Dr Philip Aspinall, the former head of the Australian Anglican Church and the present Archbishop of the Dicoese of BrisVegas, a playground for perverts that stretches across the length and breadth of South-East Queensland.

Aspinall calls the bloke pictured Lou.

In 1999 Lou was sentenced to 12 months jail for molesting a 14 year boy, the son of a pair of his parishioners, a young bloke taught to look up to and respect priests. Lou, at that stage a grown man aged in his late 40’s, used to take the young lad on church camps and touch him up, and would from time to time root him in the rectory.

Charming hey? Just the type of bloke you’d love to call your mate.

In 2005 Lou copped another stretch, this time a much longer one, seven and a half years, with a minimum of 5 1/2. The reason for the extended period of porridge was because on this occasion Lou got done on 13 charges involving 10 boys, aged between 11 and 17. Word on the street is that there were plenty more, but these 10 now adults had the guts to come forward and put their names to a police complaint.


He’s not a very nice man our Lou is he? Not exactly the type you’d invite over to look after the kids while you have an evening out an Les Miserables – unless of course you wanted life to imitate art – or allow to take your kids for an unsupervised swim at the beach.

In fact, he’s the sort of fella who according to the evidence of the eminent psychiatrist Dr John Slaughter is untreatable, incorrigible and absolutely and utterly irredeemable.

So why the hell then did Dr Philip Aspinall – who in 2005, the same year that his mate Lou copped his big stretch, described himself as the ‘champion of the rights of people based in Anglican institutions – write this criminal, who he knew had pleaded guilty to maintaining a sexual relationship with a 14 year altar boy, a glowing character reference to enable him to secure a reduced jail sentence?

That’s one burning question.

But there’s an even more pressing one, because not too long after Lou had walked out the Risdon Prison gates for the first time, waving goodbye to his former roomies Martin Bryant and Chopper Read as he left, Aspinall sent him a personal invitation to attend the ceremony conducted in Brisbane’s St John’s Cathedral to instal him as the Archbishop of the Archbishop Brisbane.

I kid you not.

Phillip Aspinall invited a convicted child sex abuser, a former priest who had abused young parishioners in the sanctity of the church grounds and beyond, to attend the exclusive service to celebrate his investiture as the head of the Anglican Church in South-East Queensland.

He admits so himself in his supplementary sworn statement to the Child Abuse Royal Commission that he prepared and signed on Tuesday.


There is no way on earth that any victim of child sexual abuse, myself included, can ever trust this man again. He is unfit to hold the office of Archbishop, he is unfit to hold any position whatsoever in the church, and he is unfit to remain a priest.

If the Anglican Church is in any way, shape or form interested in truly addressing the evils of pedophilia that have plagued it for the past several decades, and probably beyond, and has any real desire to make redress for its prolonged and deliberate facilitation and cover-up of child sex abuse, then Aspinall must be removed from his post immediately.

Of course if Aspinall himself has even a shred of conscience or decency he will walk the plank before the calls come for him to be pushed. But it’s a rare Pirate captaining a cutter full of his cowardly pedophile pals who ever puts the victims before the gold.

It’s just like Jack Sparrow said,

You can always trust the untrustworthy because you can always trust that they will be untrustworthy. Its the trustworthy you can’t trust.

So I’ll just remind Dr Phil of the words of his allegedly beloved Lord, a bloke who threw evildoers out of the temple and had the guts to mount a cross to defend his beliefs.

Get behind me, Satan! You are a hindrance to me. For you are not setting your mind on the things of God, but on the things of man.”

F*ck off Phil, you’re no longer welcome here.

Oh, and by the way, you’ve had your last ever beer at the Geebung RSL. Kevvie’s banned you, and says to tell you that your exclusion letter’s in the post – registered mail – just in case you pull your old trick and try to say it never arrived.

Just so you can’t miss it, it’s addressed ‘Hello Sailor’.