Thanks Michael, eloquent as usual, your metaphor of broken glass on the beach struck me, because my shards of glass are as razor sharp as ever, not dulled at all!
One thing about lockdowns, which I ignored the way! I remember once I stood alone on top of a mountain in The Kosiusko National Park, looking down hundreds of meters into the Snowy River and thinking ' here I am alone and remote in wilderness, breaking the law! whilst the stands at the Australian Open Tennis were full of masked unthinking mutants, clapping and cheering lawfully
Australia died for me at that moment, notions of ANZAC courage, mateship and a fair go, became the pathetic myths of cowards and sniveling sycophants.....nothing has changed, I have seen the true Australian character that infects most on this island Continent
Brave souls like you are a rare commodity these days
.....Sergeant Instructor Army Physical Training Corps, Royal Army Medical Corps. Rick Carey
Wonderful piece Michael! I thoroughly enjoyed reading it. Also have emailed John Stapleton and I am excited about reading your book when it is published for it will become a part of our Australian 21st century history.
The details are different, but Michael you have described the situation as my immediate family experienced the Covid years. I have thought that I and others need to retain copies of all your work for the sake of an accurate history before the powers rewrite the whole thing, for our children’s sake.
Thanks Michael, eloquent as usual, your metaphor of broken glass on the beach struck me, because my shards of glass are as razor sharp as ever, not dulled at all!
One thing about lockdowns, which I ignored the way! I remember once I stood alone on top of a mountain in The Kosiusko National Park, looking down hundreds of meters into the Snowy River and thinking ' here I am alone and remote in wilderness, breaking the law! whilst the stands at the Australian Open Tennis were full of masked unthinking mutants, clapping and cheering lawfully
Australia died for me at that moment, notions of ANZAC courage, mateship and a fair go, became the pathetic myths of cowards and sniveling sycophants.....nothing has changed, I have seen the true Australian character that infects most on this island Continent
Brave souls like you are a rare commodity these days
.....Sergeant Instructor Army Physical Training Corps, Royal Army Medical Corps. Rick Carey
GREAT COMMENT. I agree. Regards ...sorry I have issues and I am frustrated. Love and hugs.
Good writing great visions of a man in so many thoughts .
I ponder myself alot .
The day the world fell to pieces*))
Scary angry manipulation
Second guessing.
Some came out with the same answers from the observation view*
Some collapsed in silenced- yet always had a big mouth. Loud ones silenced? The wind was knocked right out of most.
What a deceptive tragedy for all.
The land of the free the larrikin beyond peoples we were.
Now smashed to pieces fragments of a people Lost..
Some still fight back carefully but honestly.
Only to be shunned.
Great reflections.
Inspirational...
What will we become now???
Take care
Thank you for a good read.
My thoughts in a nutshell Rosslyn
Wonderful piece Michael! I thoroughly enjoyed reading it. Also have emailed John Stapleton and I am excited about reading your book when it is published for it will become a part of our Australian 21st century history.
Just love that little bit at the end about the dancer
The details are different, but Michael you have described the situation as my immediate family experienced the Covid years. I have thought that I and others need to retain copies of all your work for the sake of an accurate history before the powers rewrite the whole thing, for our children’s sake.
https://stopthecrime.net/docs/SILENT%20WEAPONS%20for%20QUIET%20WARS.pdf
Here's some insight..
I would certainly be interested in John's book. Please let me know the title and when it is published I wish to buy a copy.
thank you
Same
Ty.