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She Threw the Glass Darkly ..

She Threw the Glass Darkly ..

Oh I’m so sorry, she said. Na, don’t be sorry the whole Western World is turning to corruption and misinformation .. its the backlash against Democracy we’ve always been promised was going to happen. I take it you vote? Well, I didn’t last time but I’m sure goin’ to next time! Hmm, I said, there’s going to be a change .. the whole worlds going to make a change … This was her answer to my question about whether she…

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You Can’t Come Home Again

You Can’t Come Home Again

I wish it was possible to ignore the world, to find some sort of sense in the hermitage of ignorance. I wish that silence gave me the pleasure that it once did … I’m not born for this new world. I live in a box but somehow bringing down the shutters and flooding it with artificial light doesn’t work for me … no matter how hard I try I can’t understand how it works. This new world seems like a…

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Taking Refuge in Discretion

Taking Refuge in Discretion

So because you are all so bored with my usual tripe .. my usual wrong headed socialist human rights farouche, I thought I’d put some sort of a philosophical question into your facing winds. Lets take as an example a great Australian, shall we say a man for poor seasons .. let’s take Pistol Pete Dutton – not down to the seaside to drown – lets take his powers of discretion exercised for the common good. Pistol Pete holds his…

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Facing Up to Progress

Facing Up to Progress

I remember marching up Manly Beach .. sometime in the late 1970s .. we could do that then without the supervision of a department of State Security – no listening devices or phone cameras being waved in our faces for the future benefits of a government fear campaign – the particular occasion I’m remembering was a grand community march to have the North Head Sewage outlets removed. We didn’t achieve that but the government did come to the party and…

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Forgetting as A Moral Virtue

Forgetting as A Moral Virtue

Always as I near home this question comes to me. It’s a question of course that I’ve thought much on over the years. It’s a question to which I’ve also given an answer on numerous occasions. A most unsatisfactory answer, I must construe, from the fact that … Well, here I am at home again and now it appears that this is the only question not covered in pink fluff that everyone awaits … Why to forgive but not to…

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One Right Tosser.

One Right Tosser.

He’s a mega tosser ain’t he, Our King? Up there in his Big Blue Bus munching on carp, spreadin’ the news .. given us what we want. He’s a listening, he’s a hearing and he’s a doin – gawd help us! What a look. One right tosser. No wonder the backpackers love im .. an icon, our elected King. King of the Regions. One right tosser. Hope he takes that bus through Dickson .. Pistol Pete can whack a few…

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Candle Power

Candle Power

So, were worried about separating kids from their mums and dads now … a couple a days after we all got together and had another day of false apologies. We are a shameful lot. Hollow Men (& women!) … … And we secretly bring a few kids here into our pure and noble country from our penal resort out in the Pacific .. jumping our pristine shores to keep Pistol Pete happy. Why? So they aren’t subjected to prosecution for…

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CANT – Porn for Sale!

CANT – Porn for Sale!

Just as I was resting up for the rest of Mental Health Week, the King endorses Corporate Advertising on OUR Opera House – this is outrageous! Outrageous – the whole worlds for sale (by those who don’t own it!) & we can’t even look after our refugees, the mentally ill, the old and the sick. Outrageous! We can’t give our children an equitable & equal education – Outrageous! What’s this event he’s trying to sell us? One of the biggest…

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Not Just Another Emu.

Not Just Another Emu.

Once upon a time I wasn’t the type of person who got ripped off … It wasn’t possible I’m too proactive, always a jump ahead of the game. Or so I’ve been in my past lives. Now, everyone wants to rip me off. It’s a condition of Neo-liberalism of course, something to be proud of it seems, something to boast about to your mates. Once the vendor of their swollen goods finds out that I have a condition – an…

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When will the Good Apples fall ..

When will the Good Apples fall ..

Gladys B. sees eye to eye with Shnotty & Pistol Pete. ‘Shut it down! Shut it down forever! ..’ . Thats the way, ban everything you dont understand or that just may be considered a progressive liberating experience. Shnotty says, ‘ No bullying, no intimidation in the Federal neoLibs. Not up here in the my Holy House anyway’. By the time his fools step up to collect their cheques, well, ‘ all the bullyings been done & dusted by then’,…

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