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Fear and Trembling …

Fear and Trembling …

What could possibly be the difference of sitting in a place for eight hours while the sun is out and shining, and sitting in that same place when the sun has done its day? What could happen in the darkness that could not happen in the light? “Believe those who seek the truth, doubt those who find it.” – Andre Gide. Give a kid a uniform, and a badge, and their knowledge soars – their knowledge of fear and of…

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Our Clipped Wings Provide A Shield of Steel.

Our Clipped Wings Provide A Shield of Steel.

On the safe reopening of our Demockratic Parliament. Funny how when we age we wallow in the comforts of things we protested about when we were young. The rape and pillage of the Earth, the racism, the deflections, the corruption of democratic process, we were once so determined we would not allow to happen again – at least on our watch – become a fluffy blanket in which to insulate our final years. God damn the submarines! Plough on, plough…

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The Hastie Puddin’ Club’s Show.

The Hastie Puddin’ Club’s Show.

Its all about defence. Self defence and who has the right to it … It appears that not everyone does. A weeks ago I was scrambling to write something about Pauline’s sudden defence of the ‘little’ man’s right not to be punished for their desires – their beliefs that they too should participate in the fruits of Draco’s wars – and today, overwhelmed by the smog of deceit once again its obvious that not only is our government not yet…

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On the Excess Force Required for Contemporary Public Safety,

On the Excess Force Required for Contemporary Public Safety,

… Or, the apparent necessity of coercion in the speeding up of evolution. “When was the last time you had a small antechinus that completely changed your day?” she said. “Its been a long time since I’ve seen an antechinus.” I replied, “Surely there are none around here?” “Huh … ?” “Oh, you mean an anti-climax?” “Huh … No, I mean an act-of-kindness!” “Oh …” Such a large gap between the thoughts of young children and those of blind old…

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As Hapless as if the Sky had Hit the Earth.

As Hapless as if the Sky had Hit the Earth.

Ive been thinking about the King’s glorious embrace of Willing Don and I can’t help wondering, just what it is of ours that he’s been giving away. I wouldn’t have thought that Our Don’s great State would have much to offer us in Oz these days … Nuclear Missile Bases perhaps, I s’pose they’d be handy to keep the Chinese, the Indonesians and the Kiwi’s at bay – though I can’t imagine that that would be a good enough deal…

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No Lectures on Lecturing, pls …

No Lectures on Lecturing, pls …

“It is important to be acquainted with the life, character and interests of an author. Furthermore, as we have a better understanding of a persons character and temperament, so can we more easily explain his words.” – Spinoza. The Divine Right’s dilemma – the King and his Criminals will not be lectured to by the people of Australia; especially on Morals, Law or Democracy. THEY are the guardians of Australia’s Conscience, its bank accounts and its character. Do we not…

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An Interesting Exercise.

An Interesting Exercise.

The King gives me much to think about on dark damp days … Could I say, he provokes much thought? His recent utterances regarding progress and the change he has in store for our futures sent me scurrying for my dictionaries .. those old hard copy things us fools carry about. Has he finally spoke some truth? Well, who am I to say, I think my education is rather broader than his .. no wonder he seeks to stifle our…

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Still Rich Rewards for a Madman ..

Still Rich Rewards for a Madman ..

‘Who do you go for?’ She said handing me another piece of broken quartz … ‘Ah, do you mean, what is my state of origin?’ – knowing of course that that was exactly what she was asking. ‘M’huh’ she nodded. ‘Well I’m from the Blue Mountains in Sydney, so I’m from NSW, I’m a NSW boy .. and a ragged old one at that.’ ‘Grrr .. mmn,’ she frowned or rather, scowled. She was probably 8 years old and we…

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Time? Miss Jackson … Time!

Time? Miss Jackson … Time!

Time, she said, but you have so much more time than we do … Time … I think we all have the same amount of time – I think what you’re trying to say is, that I have so much more Time to spend on worthless things than you do. Yes, we’re all so busy these days … Mm hmm, we were so lazy, so wasteful of time once, weren’t we? What I have had, say I, is more Time…

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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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