I see the fires’s dull dangerous glowIt flickers like the anger in my soulA burning rage at the failed leadersThe tentacles of grief grasp our heartsFor the destruction of our olive landLike the wreathes of smoke curling upEach fire the death of a thousand animalsMurdered on the killing fields of climateA bloody plain of lies,… Continue Reading →
As the political temperature over climate and fires has risen this week, the media has rushed to apportion blame for both fires and the rising crescendo of outrage at the inaction of conservative (and some Labor) governments across Australia – and at media the responses of the Government. There has been one culprit in the… Continue Reading →
The Bahamas. This is not an accident (Photo Our News Travis Carroll) Are Scott Morrison, Donald Trump, Bolsonaro, Boris Johnson and a myriad other leaders, former leaders (Abbott), and ministers (Proudfoot, Taylor etc) murderers? In my book, yes. When you take actions that you know are going to kill people then that makes you, arguably,… Continue Reading →
From these small misunderstandings history is made. The 100 years war. Waterloo. Nuclear testing in the Pacific. The Wogs begin at Calais. La Perfide Albion (Albion being an old name for England). Even today many French people view the English as being perfidious and Brexit does little to change that.
Most people think of Australia as a place. But I don’t. You know. “Where are you from?” Australia. But Australia is not a place, it’s simply an idea. A concept. A set values. We may think of Australia as tangible. Surely it is? It’s where we are from. But it’s not – it’s a figment… Continue Reading →
The story (How the Greens failed me over rape) in the Saturday Paper this month (December 23, 2017), sad as it is, comes as no surprise to many in the Greens. The Greens like all institutions is, sadly, just as capable of the delusion that it can do no wrong and that the party is,… Continue Reading →
Welcome to The Emperor’s Clothes, a blog about politics, social issues and campaigns. Below here you can find the entire collection of posts on this blog, with the latest ones at the top. I’d love you to comment or feedback (even negative feedback, if polite. Trolls and comments that are unpleasant will be removed) If… Continue Reading →
The chair lay smashed in tiny pieces on the floor. I’m not certain how many times I had smashed it against the filing cabinet. It was the cabinet in which we kept the Pedder files (on Lake Pedder).
Fortunately this was before the age of the church’s descent in to child abuse infamy since, if you referred, today, to the location in which you kept your Pedder files many would look at you askance. Then no-one blinked.
My memory is that I wielded the chair twice, with considerable force, but others, no doubt motivated by their concern for my welfare, say it was more – all no doubt to demonstrate my undoubted virility. Five or six times, they say. Oh, yes you were really angry. Well justified! And it was a well made chair!
THIS IS NOT A HISTORICAL RECORD. AS PER TRUMPIAN LOGIC, NO APOLOGIES MADE FOR ERRORS, EXAGGERATION, OMISSIONS, BAD TASTE OR MISREPRESENTATIONS. The call came to Bob Brown’s office at the Davey St head office of the Wilderness Society (TWS). Or at least what purported to be the head office, since no part of the organisation’s… Continue Reading →
THIS IS NOT A HISTORICAL RECORD. AS PER TRUMPIAN LOGIC, NO APOLOGIES MADE FOR ERRORS, EXAGGERATION, OMISSIONS, BAD TASTE OR MISREPRESENTATIONS. The call came from Canberra. I’d spent a year there as “National Liaison Officer” (NLO) for the Wilderness Society (TWS). A grand title but little else. I had been lobbying politicians and the media… Continue Reading →