Social Commentator

What’s in a name?

Mr. Paul Dillon, a Sunshine Coast author of several books on Queensland colonial history has written once again another straight-shooting, straight-talking book about the Wide Bay frontier during colonial times: Fraser Island Massacre Vrai ou Faux.

Captain Cook called it the Great Sandy Island; the locals called it Fraser Island; now the Queensland Labor government calls it K’gari. It’s the place to be when you need a secluded, tranquil haven set among hundred-year-old gum trees, with palms, ferns, exotic plants, mysterious lakes and waterways. It’s the place to be if you want to catch a fish or two, or see a dingo in the raw.

Gone are the days of sand mining for rutile, zircon, ilmenite and monazite; gone are the days of the bullock and the timber-getter, safe are the blackbutt, the Fraser Island turpentine and the kauri. Gone are the Fraser Island brumbies speeding over the sandhills with outstretched tails and flying manes, or chased along the back beach in motor trucks. Gone to are the corroborees, and the Fraser Island Aboriginal gum-leaf orchestra.

Each creature as it crawls from its chrysalis yearns to tell of its origination and as it struggles to become a butterfly spins a yarn of self-interest and self-promotion. A group has arisen that claim to be the long-lost tribes and clans of Fraser Island. To that end, they have persuaded the Queensland Labor government to acknowledge their existence and in turn their heredity rights. Accordingly, the Queensland Labor government consented to a grant of native title known as QCD2014/015 – Butchulla People #2 over Fraser Island and recently re-named the area as K’gari.

In making that claim the clans have felt it necessary to impeach and defame the forbearers and pioneers of another group of citizens. Whether it was necessary to adopt that approach is another matter. However, in doing so it extended to the offended party the right to at least examine the material put forward.

But massacre there was none. This book by Paul Dillon is a forensic audit of the modern-day political flotsam and jetsam that has grown up around the politics involved in bringing into existence the political identity known as K’gari. The book is obtainable from Connor Court Publishing, Brisbane.

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Shorten, Mummy’s Boy!

Shorten and his crocodile tears over his mother. Who incidentally, was a university academic and lawyer who completed a doctorate at Monash University and ended her career there as a senior lecturer in education. She completed a law degree later in life and practised as a barrister for six years. So much for the sob story that his mother was a member of the poor and oppressed classes. Shorten is a member of the elitist gang who run the ALP, another Nicolae Ceaușescu. Shorten and Albanese are mummy’s boys always hanging onto Mum’s apron, schoolyard crybabies.

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Kevin 07 high again!

Well folks, Kevin 07 is at it again, what a doozie. I wish he’d wear boxing gloves to bed. The man’s needs to see a psychiatrist. He reckons the Murdock press is biased and the ABC is a straight talkin, honest voice of the people:
Away down South in the land down under,
Brownsnakes and crocodiles,
Right away, come away, right away, come away.
Where Labor’s king and men are chattels,
Murdock’s boys will win the battles.
Yes, I am gwine home.
I ain’t got time to tarry, I ain’t got time to dwell,
I’m bound to de land of freedom, oh, diggars! fare you well.

Mr Kevin Rudd, former prime minister of Australia said: The Murdoch media, through systematic bullying and intimidation, have successfully created a culture of fear in Australian public life.
Sings posum up a gum tree an loony in a holler.
Posum up a gum tree, loony on a stump,
Den over dubble trubble,
Zippity Doo Dah, Zippity Day.

Where da ya gets it folks? Ya can get it joggin, ridin, flyin and fcukin; matter a fact I got it now.

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Emma Husar slut shamed!

Labor backbencher Emma Husar says she was slut shamed which forced her decision not to recontest the Sydney seat of Lindsay at the next election. It was so vicious, she had no ability to come back and stand up for myself. Mr Whelan found merit to a small number of the complaints relating to staff being “subjected to unreasonable management including unreasonable communications, demands, practices and disciplinary methods”. Now Ms Husar claims to be a victim. Indeed, a victim of domestic violence at the hands of men. This was the theme of her maiden speech. She is a qualified primary school teacher of indigenous decent, single and has three children. All that was required of Ms Husar was to be polite and courteous to her staff and the people of Australia. But no, her hubris was so entrenched that all the poor woman could do was buy him a coat; when she came back he was riding a goat. Then she went to the hatters to buy him a hat; when she came back he was feeding her cat. She went to the hosier’s to buy him some hose; when she came back he was dressed in her clothes. The poor thing!

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Kevin 07 escapes Bedlam!

Folks, please stand for a round of applause for Kevin 07 (Kevin Rudd), who said Rupert Murdoch and former Prime Minister, Tony Abbott were a cancer on Australian democracy. Well, I’ll be blowed; never would I have thought such an idea. But there ya go there has never been in the history of Australia such a monumental nut case, fruitcake, mental defective, full blown escaped lunatic as Kevin Rudd, a sook, a cry-baby, a bellyacher, complainer, grumbler, moaner, sniveller, squawker, whiner Labor rat. Yippy yippy that’s all folks.

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Katy Gallagher to stand again!

Katy Gallagher, a Labor dead beat, was thrown out of the Senate for breaching section 44 of Constitution. Now she’s back, without so much as a by your leave, spreading buttercups and daisies as if butter wouldn’t melt in her mouth; not a care in the world not an ounce of remorse for duping the Australian public. This country is overrun with pommy retreads.

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Katy Gallagher out the door!

Here we go again, another top notched female apparatchik of the Labor party bites the dust-Katy Gallagher, Labor senator who was not an Australian citizen. Gough Whitlam was the great nationalist hero who said we had to dump all this pommy rot and be Australian. Here we have another pommy re-tread in the form of Katy Gallagher, clinging to her pommy boot straps like baby shit to a nappy, all the time drawing a big wage and allowances shouting her mouth off like some scold from Billingsgate fish markets. Then we have Penny Wong crying, she’s too good to lose. There came a girl from London, Who didn’t know how to dance,The only thing that she could do, Was hopping on one foot.

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Gillard and the live export ban!

A RETROSPECT

Of all the huff and puff and the thousands of words spoken and written about the terrorist attack of 30/5/11 on the cattle industries of Australia and Indonesia, may I be permitted to make an observation.

Davis Hicks and Mr Habib, who broke no Australian law nor damaged any Australian property or person were tortured and flogged by the then Australian Government.

That terrorist outrage which was not about cattle per se but militant animal rights wrecked the lives of many Australians and Indonesians. Yet the media organisation, the ABC that exploited and manipulated the heart felt mercies of tender Australians, for base reasons has walked free and continues to wear the regalia of moral turpitude and duplicity in promoting the advancement of Peta Animals Australia.

 

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The charging of Cardinal George Pell!

The charging of Cardinal George Pell is the result of the ABC, the Federal Labor party and the Victorian Labor party conspiring over many years to destroy the Catholic Church of Australia. The police informants will be found to be  cast in the well known mould of Titus Oates. This is a beat up of a popish plot in the grand old scale of  English Protestant dogs so familiar in olden times.

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