Psychiatry’s Hypocrisy: The Endless Abuse of Restriction of Communication Orders
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I was so often vindictively issued restriction of freedom of communication orders (RoFoCos) that I decided to dedicate this web page to elaborating on them further.
So after realizing that reporting abuses committed by high-ranking officials to the authorities was futile, I shifted my focus to exposing the misconduct of staff members. My reasoning was that if action were taken against them, it would set a precedent for addressing the far more severe crimes of those in power. However, my efforts were met with retaliation. Psychiatrist David Cassar issued the first two restriction of freedom of communication orders, not only to cover up the abuses of nursing staff but also to intimidate me for exposing his misconduct and that of his colleagues through my website.
This situation highlights the toxic environment within psychiatric institutions, where nurses and psychiatrists work hand in hand to mistreat patients. Medications with severe side effects are often administered not out of medical necessity but as a means of control - especially to intimidate anyone who dares expose the corruption and abuse within the system, even at the cost of their own health. Worse still, staff act ruthlessly to protect their positions, knowing that psychiatrists will issue vindictive restriction orders against patients who report their abuses. In return, psychiatric staff help conceal the unethical practices of psychiatrists, prioritizing their own protection over patient welfare. They eagerly report patients for the slightest mishap, let alone when they intentionally provoke them, so that psychiatrists have an excuse to experiment further with higher dosages and other harmful medications. And if psychiatrists so readily abuse their power to cover up staff misconduct with these intimidating RoFoCos, imagine how much more they enjoy doing even worse to protect themselves from exposure.
The process for issuing these restriction orders is alarmingly simple: a psychiatrist submits a form to the Commissioner for Mental Health, who rubber-stamps it without question. Even worse, the commissioner's office actively informs psychiatrists if a patient dares to report them, much like Mount Carmel Hospital’s so-called 'Customer Care' office does on behalf of nurses and staff. Rather than addressing patient concerns, this office serves to shield staff from accountability by immediately notifying them of complaints, both to intimidate the patient and to give them an excuse to retaliate through the psychiatrist in charge.
Everything I reported in emails — written in black and white as digital proof, often with photos, videos, or supporting documents — was uploaded to my website. The evidence remains online, even after they vindictively imposed one restriction on freedom of communication order (RoFoCo) after another on me.
As an example, imagine I had written that a local grocer is a fraudster — would you expect him to request a RoFoCo against me, or to hire a lawyer to clear his name and, if necessary, take the case to court?
It’s as if they framed me for 'stealing' something I had publicly shared online, only to ultimately allow me to keep what they had accused me of stealing in the first place - such is their immense hypocrisy. It was certainly not because I had written or said anything untrue or abusive. They abused restriction orders as part of their scheme and as an excuse to intimidate me. What is actually abusive are the RoFoCos themselves and the dishonest tactics used to vindictively impose them on me.
Their goal is that extra layer of psychological torture: stripping me of the few remaining freedoms I had, justifying increased sedation and medication dosages, or even switching me to even more dreadful so-called 'psychiatric treatments.' And in the end, when their lies collapse under the weight of evidence, as I’ve already said, they have no choice but to let me keep what they initially framed me for 'stealing.'
Again, the hypocrisy of psychiatrists is astounding, contradictory at every step, especially in their relentless abuse of the very patients they first silenced. This further highlights their deep resentment toward my website, exposing just how aware they are of the abuses I have suffered. Yet, instead of helping the patient or addressing systemic issues, they use all their power to oppress and destroy him even further - just as psychiatry has always done. At the same time, in an effort to conceal their deliberate cover-up of crimes, they go to great lengths to avoid referencing my website. Instead, they seize on any email I may have sent as a pretext for issuing restriction orders. Ironically, each new order only strengthens my case, further exposing the sadistic nature of psychiatry. Time and again, psychiatry exposes itself as the malignant force it has always been — with its perverse logic: reporting abuse is condemned as abuse, while concealing crimes is treated as a sacred duty, especially when it protects colleagues or friends of friends.
The 1st Restriction of freedom of communication order
Around the beginning of 2020, I reported several irregularities and possibly unauthorized works carried out at Mount Carmel Hospital, which appeared to lack the necessary permits from the Planning Authority. Instead of addressing these concerns, the then-CEO, Stephen Sultana, opted to protect his own reputation by quietly transferring himself to a more comfortable role elsewhere, leaving the mess behind for his successor, Stephanie Xuereb — who proved to be just as incompetent.
Meanwhile, using the COVID pandemic as an excuse, the administration suspended all patient permissions, effectively locking us in the wards 24/7.
At some point, I saw Dr. Anton Grech, Chairman of Psychiatry and a senior figure at the same hospital, on television. In March 2020, I followed up with an email referencing a previous letter I had sent him years earlier — this time attaching documents that further incriminated him for failing to act on the abuses I had reported and continued to experience.
After receiving no response, I reached out in May 2020 to the hospital’s Customer Care team (which also falls under Dr. Grech’s oversight), and later to the newly appointed CEO, Stephanie Xuereb. In an email dated Tue 9-Jun-20, I used a small request — redistributing dessert to patients, as had been done in the past — as a way to reinitiate dialogue. I pointed out that if staff were being paid to sleep during night shifts (as shown in the video I attached), then surely there were funds available to cover such minor expenses as dessert for patients.
In that same email, I raised additional concerns, writing (originally in Maltese):
"Also, during the time these so-called consultants are supposed to be working at the hospital, I presume they are engaging in unrelated work for which they’re being paid elsewhere—such as writing court reports, preparing lectures, or getting ready for TV appearances, as Dr. Anton Grech does. Don’t act like you, as a doctor, aren’t aware of this—or else you must be living on the moon."
What happened just two days later, on Friday, 12 June 2020, is almost unbelievable. It occurred on the exact 18th anniversary of the blatant perjury committed by the fraudulent psychiatrist David Cassar in front of Magistrate Carol Peralta — on 12 June 2002. Just four months earlier, on 4 February 2002, Magistrate Peralta had threatened to smash me against a wall in a courtroom. These threats were later fraudulently twisted into claims that I was delusional and suffering from persecution fantasies. That lie was used to kidnap and lock me up for the first time at Mount Carmel Hospital, Male Ward 10 — clearly an attempt to intimidate and discredit me before I could speak out, by labeling me mentally ill to protect the Magistrate’s career.
On the morning of 12 June 2020, I managed to send another email to the same CEO, recounting what was happening. Instead of taking disciplinary action against specific staff (as happened in other entities, such as the "AFM soldier who was sacked and another who was demoted") or addressing unethical practices by consultants (which were only publicly exposed in December 2023, when it was revealed that "Mount Carmel staff found doing extra jobs during working hours"), they chose to cover everything up. Worse, they gave those same individuals free rein to take revenge on me.
It was also in vain that, on that same morning, I sent an email highlighting the abuses at Mount Carmel Hospital to the Whistleblower Officer in the Office of the Prime Minister and to the Standards Commissioner — both of whom didn’t even bother to reply, let alone investigate anything.
For trying to be a voice for other patients and for highlighting the abuses I had endured — and was still enduring — I was punished by being transferred to Male Ward 1, known for housing aggressive patients with severe behavioral issues. As added pressure, they put me on Level 1 watch — 24/7 surveillance, no privacy, a nurse shadowing my every move.
When I asked to speak to the police, staff contacted Psychiatrist David Cassar. In corrupt Malta, this man — despite his fraudulent past — still enjoyed total impunity and had full freedom to abuse patients however he wanted, especially me. With help from the sadistic Office of the Commissioner for Mental Health, he went on to issue my first restriction-of-communication order, dated Wednesday, 19 June 2020 (see above image). This was clearly part of the ongoing intimidation, as patients in Male Ward 1 were already denied access to phones and laptops. The order simply ensured I had no way to raise a complaint or seek help — exactly when I had asked them to contact the police. Even though they knew that, in corrupt Malta, the police would eventually cover up their crimes, it seems they didn’t want to take any risks — especially with the evidence I had at hand and my website online 24/7.
The staff and nurses in Male Ward 1, who, like many others at this miserable hospital, abused night shifts to sleep through their duties, cooperated fully with Cassar. He wasn’t only covering up their fraudulent behavior but also his own side jobs during work hours, which I had reported to the CEO in my email. They all had something to lose.
While at Male Ward 1, I wrote twice to the hospital's Customer Care Office — in vain, of course, considering that narcissistic Psychiatrist Anton Grech was involved in the very campaign of revenge being carried out against me, together with Psychiatrist David Cassar.
I was left with nothing to do but sit in a sort of sofa chair, forced to inhale secondhand smoke from other patients. The staff, meanwhile, continued their abuse with total peace of mind, fully backed by hospital management — especially the new CEO. To them, her arrival felt like a gift. From the very beginning, she sank to unthinkable lows—covering up abuses and helping them take revenge on me for daring to speak the truth, for raising these issues, for exposing the dark reality behind the walls of this psychiatric hospital. They counted on her to keep shielding misconduct, to turn a blind eye to violations, and to protect the broken system, no matter the cost to vulnerable patients. With every step, she pushed true mental health care closer to collapse, further eroding what little integrity was left. She didn’t come to fix anything. In short, she chose to be their puppet from day one.
Had it not been for my sister sending emails in my name (including to the then Commissioner for Mental Health, John Cachia, Psychiatrist David Cassar and Police 1, Police 2) in an attempt to put some brakes on their actions and stop them from abusing their power with impunity, they would have destroyed me with pills and injections. So much for the beautiful speeches and slogans: "Break the Silence – we cannot continue leaving persons and families to suffer in silence."
The irony is that, despite the alleged deterioration in my mental health — used to justify their vindictive measures — I wasn't even prescribed additional medication. The so-called "treatment" stayed the same, because I remained calm and refused to react to their provocations. Psychiatrists contradict themselves at every turn. That’s how easily they abuse patients — cruelty delivered with practiced ease.
All of this happened under the watch of the new CEO, without it seeming to weigh on her conscience that I was locked up and essentially kidnapped at Mount Carmel Hospital on the blatant lies of Psychiatrist David Cassar. And as if that weren’t enough, they then took revenge on me simply for raising patients’ concerns and standing up for their rights, including my own. I never wrote anything abusive in my emails; I only raised serious issues. Instead of investigating these concerns or addressing the corruption, the management chose to frame me, the patient, and make me pay, all while covering up the crimes of their staff.
Meanwhile, at the start of the restriction order, my octogenarian mother had just recovered from a near-death experience — they had even performed the last rites. Yet on 3 July, she was hospitalised again. The vindictive measures imposed on me had taken a toll not just on me, but also on those dearest to me — especially my mother. This, to me, was part of what I refer to as the additional indirect, psychiatric, intentionally induced psychological torture.
This vindictive and intimidatory restriction order lasted until 17 July 2020 — four weeks in total, plus one additional day. Psychiatrist David Cassar told me that the police wanted to speak with me because of the emails my sister had sent on the matter. I made him believe that my only intention was to report staff members who were sleeping during the night shift.
On 24 July, David Cassar transferred me back to the Halfway House. Yet upon arrival, I found the staff uneasy about accepting me. Surely, they saw me as an obstacle to continuing their abuses undisturbed — especially after I had reported one of them.
First, they objected on the grounds that the Halfway House only accepts patients who are about to be discharged from hospital. Then, they tried to prohibit me from using my laptop. However, their efforts — for the moment — proved futile. Guess why? The second, because denying me the use of my laptop would have undermined the very meaning behind calling it a “Halfway House.” And the first, because so much hatred had already been stirred against me that none of the staff wanted me in their ward. I had become too much of a nuisance.
In the end, the CEO not only turned a blind eye to the abuses — which she couldn’t deny, given the evidence I had provided — but effectively enabled them. By giving the staff free rein to take revenge on me, she seemed to justify their behavior. What was wrong, in her view, wasn’t the abuse, but my reporting of it. The intense atmosphere of hatred surrounding me, a mere patient, was astonishing. It was incredible to witness such things happening in a place that calls itself a mental hospital.
The 2nd
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Patient Valuables
ended with my laptop returnef broken and months later in Mar'21 went a step further when some 25 patients from MW7 including me were isolated in another ward with the excuse of COVID when in the meantime the staff of MW7 under the instructions if that venom of NO Marlene Grech and nurse Joe Galea, were busy forcing open our lockers supposedly to check the contents, and when returned after some 15 days, ended finding my mobile screen cracked, which had been asked to leave behind.
The 3rd
Despite not falling to this sadistic Psychiatrist Catherine Dimech's provocations, another one would have smashed the entire ward for denying him just some 5 minutes near his dying mother, she kept increasing the dosage of if Olanzapine to the maximum dosage of 20mg.
Patient Valuables
The 4th
yet the restriction of communication order prolonged till 11-Apr, totalling 40 days, 12 days more the supposed 4 weeks, as was unfortunate enough many doctors from Spiteri's firm happened to be on leave due to Easter holidays and couldn't not come on an earlier date. When on 16-Mar-24, went to use the ward's laptop available to patients on Sundays, a nurse called me to the inside of the clinic telling me: "Don't mess up as no one (of the staff) wanted you (in his ward). Had it not been for us you would have ended at MPU / Tqazzizix ghax hadd ma ridek, kieku m'accettajnikx ahna kont tispicca l-MPU.
The 5th
"Tell me you are sick and I have them (the Social Benefits) issued for you"
- by that super mega fraudster (1, 2, {3}, 4, 5, 6, 7, "Tell me you are sick ...", etc.) and sadistic (4, 5, 6, 7, 8, 9, 10) Psychiatrist Joseph Spiteri, on 6th June 2024, when vindictively began issuing rofocos one after the other 6 in total (5, 6, 7, 8, 9, 10) for a total of 168 days.
The 6th
Wed 3-Jul-24 jarani Cutajar, jerga' johrogli rofoco ohra, jnehhili l-level,
Johorguhieli bid-data t'ghada, u ddum suppost sat-12-Aug-24 flok sal-1-Aug.
"Communication with MHS customer care, Police, this Office, responsible carer or legal adviser are not affected by this restriction." - So you can understand the pun intended when they said "communication with MHS (Mental Health Services) customer care, Police, this office, ... legal advisor (guess what lawyer would dare take it against his superior, the now ex-Magistrate of Carol Peraltal, had already spent thousands of money in vain, ending defrauded, promised me many things, ending doing nothing) is not affected by this restriction!
The 7th
The 8th
Mon 26-Aug-24 - meta wara nofsinhar immur is-Centre jghidli Louis forsi nieqaf qabel mit-training biex naqta' karta ghall-inkwatru, nieqaf lejn 15:00, niffriska ftit, immur innehhi l-flokk u Sylvana tghidli x'ghandna naghmlu nkun bdejt inhozz u dlonk jidhlu xebgha nies fosthom c-CEO l-gdida Roseanne Camilleri, naghjtilha CEO ma tirrispondix, Roseanne u tigi u nibda nkellimha, tghidli li kellha xi haga / nota quddiema fuqi, nghidilha b'tal-beneficcji, li Spiteri qalli: "Ghidli li int marid u nohrogomlok." Nahseb kien miraklu ghax kieku kont qed nitrenja ma kontx inkellimha,kif sehlu graw l-affarijiet. Semmejtilha li fethu kawza lill-pazjent ghax qallu noqtlok.
Those without a voice by Denis Vella Baldacchino on ToM 10-Sep-24.
The 9th
"Because in an instant we'll chop off your balls"
- once again by the same Psychiatrist Joseph Spiteri, on 25th September 2024, at the 5th rofoco (9) from 6 in a row he vindictively began issuing me one after the other.
not only was intimidated by the fact that they would prescribe me the injection again - one that had already made my life miserable in the past - but I was also threatened and mocked with vulgar words: "Ghax f'malajr naqtghulek il-bajd / Because in an instant we'll chop off you your balls ". To further intimidate me and show that I shouldn’t take it lightly, they once again prescribed me that poison, Risperdal 3mg daily, starting from September 25, 2024, which among other side effects, causes erectile dysfunction. So much for the real intention behind their supposed ‘psychiatric cure’ - it is instead meant to destroy you with those particular side effects.
I admit I was mistaken in calling Psychiatrist Anton Grech simply a narcissist. He is much, much worse than that. A new word needs to be coined for such an evil person - someone who takes pride and satisfaction in vindictively doing their utmost to destroy those who expose them as the incompetent, corrupt, and extreme narcissists they truly are (Note: Each RoFoCo is addressed to the management, including himself as Chairman of Psychiatry at Mount Carmel Hospital, where this video was filmed).
Give reasons for such restriction: Past electronic correspondence with paranoid content against a number of significant ones involved in the management
The 10th
Year 2024 must for sure hav been a busy one and a record in the number of restriction of communication orders issued with no less than 6 issued vindictively to me.
Note how this letter was written a few days