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Month: June 2019

Every Time You Feel that Stain

Every Time You Feel that Stain

Its about balancing quality and quantity … Life. Here I’m talking about something said to me about a little old lady in palliative care – my mother. My mother’s 82 and yes, I suppose at that stage, life may be about the balancing of quality with quantity. But what if one is say, 55 years old? Is it as easy to balance quality with quantity? Who says just what is the quantity that must be balanced with quality? Who is…

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One More Suicide Sunday

One More Suicide Sunday

Sunday morning always seems to be the darkest day of the week regardless of the weather. You’ve spent all Saturday trying to avoid, or rather do away with, the disgrace of the week before .. and they give you a Sunday. All the good people dressing up in their finest to head off to church to listen to the emptiness of false hope in order to have the fortitude to beam with self deceit for another week in living hell….

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This Little Symbol ..

This Little Symbol ..

? Its a question mark; a mark of ignorance. Usually preceded by a collection of words, it signifies that a question has been asked. Its true that it does not require, in itself, that the preceding collection of words should be answered, though, generally, when one sees this little symbol one jumps to give it an answer. An answer gives the little symbol some dignity .. even to a collection of words that appear to be undignified. So you see…

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Another Gold-plated Garden Gnome.

Another Gold-plated Garden Gnome.

Well, we’re off and running. Fairs fair. I see we’ve voted the Priest-king a bit of a fillip to his woefully empty pot of gold. We’ve got to get him to stop spending so much on his welfare. 10,000 buckaroos .. tax deductible, of course. I suppose its only fair. 10,000 shmackers. Thats the equivalent of being assigned a disenfranchised characterless ex-Aussie to wash his and his kids feet everyday while he dribbles on them. Well, as his Moron for…

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Do Your Duty. Or Else.

Do Your Duty. Or Else.

Im dumbfounded. Why is everyone suddenly so ‘shocked’ with the behaviour of the Kings men. You didn’t believe his lies, now did you? These men – these neoLibNats – are criminals, they corrupt our ideals and our children. They’ve told us, and showed us, time and time again that they have no respect for a democratic process and that they have no respect for the people of Australia. They’ve repeatedly declined to accept our definition of corruption. They intend to…

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An Ugly Thug is the Correct Projection of An Ugly Country

An Ugly Thug is the Correct Projection of An Ugly Country

There can be no better person to represent the face of the new Australia than Pistol Pete Dutton. He’s an utter disgrace to humanity, an ex cop with the moral corruption of a petty king. As I said, no better representative of the arresting reputation of the Lucky Country. What on earth is Australia’s minion of State Security doing running about in foreign lands in an attempt to sell his image of the future’s beautiful people? Shouldn’t he back back…

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My Shooting Star.

My Shooting Star.

I saw a shooting star last night, a very bright one very late at night. It shot across our Southern Cross and winked. I like to think its my dog .. letting me know he’s ok, and checking up on me. That’s our job, him and me. Checking up on each other and letting each other know that everything is ok. We have a deal, my dog and I, whoever gets there first .. waits. We know we are going…

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