The PR Blog
- Details
- Written by: Op-Ed Monty
I hesitated before writing this piece.
Not because the subject matter is unimportant, but because it is deeply disturbing. Some of what follows is difficult to read. Much of it was difficult to research. At times, I found myself wanting to simply close the books, turn off the screen, and walk away from it all.
But we cannot pretend these things do not exist.
And if anything, the world Judith Reisman warned about is no longer approaching us.
It is already here.
We now live in a society where children carry smartphones more powerful than the computers that once sent men to the moon. Even school libraries are stocking books that would shock many of us.
Childhood itself often feels under siege.
That is why Judith Reisman matters. So here we go, down a rabbit hole that horrified me.
Read more: Judith Reisman and the Battle We Still Refuse to Face
- Details
- Written by: Op-Ed Monty
“A Long Time Ago...” Still Echoes Now
On May 25, 1977, a strange little film with a golden robot, a grumpy trash can, and a farm boy from Tatooine lit up cinema screens - and rewired our imaginations. Nearly five decades later, Star Wars remains more than a sci-fi epic.
It’s a prophetic glimpse into our algorithm-driven world, where machines talk back, surveillance looms, and rebels still dare to hope.
When Star Wars hit the theatres, it changed everything.
Forty-nine years later, Star Wars isn’t just a sci-fi classic. It’s a cultural landmark, a modern myth, and, strangely enough, a surprisingly accurate blueprint for our blinking, algorithm-powered present.
Because while we may not have landspeeders or lightsabers (yet), we do have intelligent machines that talk back, make decisions, and, just sometimes, seem to understand us.
Welcome to the age of AI… and the galaxy that saw it coming.
- Details
- Written by: Op-Ed Monty
Pauline Hanson was about to bowl Albo out for a duck.
Then along came Jason Virgo. Now who’s out for a duck?
One Nation built its reputation on backbone, discipline, controlled migration, and speaking for Australians who felt ignored by the political class. Voters weren’t looking for theatre. They were looking for strength.
Instead, the party handed its opponents a gift-wrapped distraction.
A maiden speech in parliament should project seriousness, purpose, and focus on the people who sent you there. Many voters in regional Australia wanted advocacy for cost-of-living pressures, national direction, and the struggles facing ordinary Australians. Instead, they watched an emotional and deeply personal performance that instantly shifted attention away from those issues and onto political spectacle.
Parliament surely demands adults who represent their voters’ priorities, not personal passion plays. Someone in One Nation should have read that speech and said: tone it down. This wasn’t stoic advocacy. It became media theatre, and Labor and the press immediately sensed blood in the water.
- Details
- Written by: Op-Ed Shaydee Lane
- Details
- Written by: Op-Ed Ratty News
Dusty Gulch Gazette – SPECIAL REPORT
THE TWENTY-DOLLAR MYSTERY
By Roderick “Whiskers” McNibble
Dusty Gulch remains gripped by speculation following Madame Cluckette’s now infamous declaration:
“Tell Trevor he still owes me twenty bucks.”
The statement, delivered moments before the closure of Moonlight Manor, has triggered:
three town meetings, two protest marches, one interpretive mural, and a completely unnecessary podcast hosted by Barry the Cane Toad.
Rumours spread quickly.
It was Mayor Dusty McFookit who, along with recently bailed local hero Trevor the Wallaby and Dulcie Wiggins from the local laundromat, who solved the mystery.
Read on and all will be revealed...
- Details
- Written by: Op-Ed Monty
From the Eureka Stockade to today’s silent struggle, Australians are waking up - not to rebellion, but to restoration.
There comes a time in every nation's life when the soft underbelly is laid bare, and that time is now. Australia is being gutted from the inside out. And we, the people, are standing in a fog of apathy, like possums caught in the headlights of our own destruction. Well, it’s time to snap out of it. Time to rise. Time to fight.
They ripped out our heart when they sold our land, our industries, and our children’s future.
They took our backbone when they told us to sit down, shut up, and trust the process. But something stirs now - from country towns to crowded cities - the old spirit isn’t dead. It’s waking.
This isn’t about Left or Right. This is about Australia. A land worth defending.
A people worth fighting for. And a heritage worth remembering. The fight begins... not with bullets, but with truth, with courage, with the mongrel in us rising once more.
Read more: The Dingo Awakens: From Eureka Stockade to Australia's Silent Restoration
- Details
- Written by: Op-Ed Shaydee Lane
My Great-Uncle Walked the Bulldog Track: Kokoda’s Forgotten Cousin
Family stories often sound small until history catches up with them.
For years, I knew only that my great-uncle had walked out of Wau in early 1942 ahead of the Japanese advance. It was spoken of simply as a hard journey through the jungle - one of those half-remembered wartime tales passed quietly through families.
But the more I researched, the more I realised he had traversed one of the harshest tracks of the Second World War.
The rough trail he followed south through the mountains would soon become a vital Allied lifeline, hacked, blasted, and dragged into existence by Australian engineers and Papuan labourers working in some of the most unforgiving country on Earth.
It was called the Bulldog Track. By 1943, it was destined to become a lifeline for the Allies.
- Details
- Written by: Op-Ed Shaydee Lane
They say wisdom often arrives wearing old boots, sipping strong coffee, and wielding a spanner. Well, maybe they don't and I just made that up.
But my Uncle Pete was that kind of man.
A bewhiskered, big-hearted farmer who skydived despite chronic illness, helped us teenagers fix clapped-out cars, and somehow made life’s hardest truths sound like plain old common sense.
Yesterday of all days....his birthday...I remember a story he told that now rings louder than ever, in an age when governments dodge responsibility by hiring 'experts' and hiding behind consultants.
A lesson in responsibility from a man who never needed a whiteboard consultant.
- Details
- Written by: Op-Ed Happy Expat
I wonder how many people realise that Australia’s concept of a minimum wage began with the landmark Harvester Judgment of 1907, a case that forever changed industrial relations in the country?
Fewer still might know that the man at the heart of that case was also behind one of the most significant agricultural inventions to come out of Australia; the combine harvester.
Alongside the stump jump plough, the combine harvester was one of two inventions I learned about from a young age as being quintessentially Australian.
Yet the origins of this groundbreaking machine, now used by the thousands worldwide, are largely forgotten.
Here is the story of the machine that revolutionised farming around the world, and the forgotten legal legacy it left in its wake.
The Harvester Decision of 1907 is often hailed as a landmark moment; not just in Australia, but globally; for establishing the principle that a fair wage should be based on the needs of a worker and their family, not simply on market forces.
- Details
- Written by: Op-Ed Monty
If you grew up in Australia, chances are you’ve heard the name Henry Lawson. Maybe it was in a dusty old classroom, or maybe someone quoted The Drover’s Wife around a camp fire.
But Lawson isn’t just some long-dead poet tucked away in schoolbooks.....he’s the voice of the bush, the battler, the bloke trudging through drought and dust with a swag on his back and a story in his heart.
There’s something timeless about a billy boiling over a campfire, smoke curling into a pink sky, the tin crackling, the smell of eucalyptus and damp earth. Henry Lawson didn’t just write about that scene...he lived it. And in While the Billy Boils and Joe Wilson and His Mates, he brought it to life so vividly, it’s as if you’re there beside him and waiting for your cuppa.
- Details
- Written by: Op-Ed Happy Expat
On the moonlit night of May 16, 1943, a squadron of young RAF pilots flew into the jaws of Nazi Germany on a mission so audacious it bordered on madness.
Armed with a revolutionary "bouncing bomb" and led by the unflinching Wing Commander Guy Gibson, the men of 617 Squadron, soon to be immortalised as the Dam Busters, took to the skies in lumbering Lancasters, tasked with shattering the great dams of the Ruhr Valley and crippling the industrial engine of Hitler’s war machine.
What followed was a feat of precision flying, raw courage, and tragic sacrifice - etched forever into the history books of wartime legend.
- View all
- Blog
- Hmmm....
-
Yeah Nah and Nah…
Yeah Nah, Nah Yeah - On government, growing up, and knowing when to step aside. Australians…
81 hits
-
The Bailey Bridge -…
During the early years of World War II, the British Army faced many obstacles. Chief…
166 hits
-
A Bridge Too Far…
When people think of World War II, they often picture D-Day, the Blitz, or the…
176 hits
-
Newsflash! America Does Not…
I have been asked to revisit a story published by the Dusty Gulch Gazette in…
202 hits
-
There's Gold in Them…
What Happened to McFookit Peak? By Roderick “Whiskers” McNibbleDusty Gulch Gazette It was midnight when…
210 hits
-
Home Children - A…
Between the mid-19th and early 20th centuries, more than a hundred thousand British children were…
266 hits
-
The Friends in Times…
The Battle of Britain ended on 15th September, 1940 but the Blitz continued long after that. Following…
239 hits
-
When Words Become Knives
Words. We use them every day without giving them much thought. We write them in…
281 hits
-
When Leadership Gives Courage…
As our countries struggle under the weight of wokeism, ideological conformity and the relentless erosion…
272 hits
-
What the Mailbox Knew…
The Lost Art of Letter Writing In an age of glowing screens and fleeting texts,…
252 hits
-
Rebels In Need of…
As young folk, didn't some of us feel like rebels without a cause? I am…
275 hits
-
There’s Meat on the…
There’s Meat on the Bone A Ratty News Investigation By Roderick “Whiskers” McNibbleChief Investigative Correspondent,…
247 hits
-
The baton we carry,…
The baton we carry, and the history we must pass on For twenty-five years, I…
177 hits
-
The Great Dog-Fence Summit
DUSTY GULCH GAZETTE Special Political Correspondent EditionFiled from the wrong side of a perfectly ordinary…
306 hits
-
The Timeless Strategy of…
I’m a teacher who’s spent years studying history and who cares about using words honestly.…
287 hits
-
All Available Boats
When I was a child, I loved a story about little tugboat called Little Toot.…
347 hits
-
You Either Get It…
You Either Get It or You Don’t People have lost their sense of humor. Not…
292 hits
-
The Hole in the…
The Alfred Graving Dock - a monument to Victorian engineering and Australian shipbuilding Most readers…
296 hits
-
Twelve Angry People
Twelve Angry People What 12 Angry Men can teach us about the hardest job in…
203 hits
-
The Strange Case of…
THE GREAT MULBERRY VACCINATION SCANDAL A Ratty News investigation by Roderick “Whiskers” McNibble I knew…
305 hits
-
Does Australia Pass the…
Is Australia Becoming a Pub With No Affordable Beer? Oh, sure, the beer is still…
381 hits
-
The Road to War
The War Did Not Begin on 1 September 1939 The details of Adolf Hitler’s rise…
329 hits
-
The Weimer Republic Mk…
In the shadow of a shattered empire, the Weimar Republic rose in 1919, promising democracy,…
336 hits
-
A Moment in Time...
There are memories that refuse to grow old. The 29th anniversary of Princess Diana’s death…
349 hits
-
From Eureka to Extinction…
The result of the recent bi election in Secret Harbour in WA sends a powerful…
363 hits
-
A Dispatch From the…
A Dispatch from the Pointy End Foreword By Roderick (Whiskers ) McNibble, Senior Investigative Rodent…
341 hits
-
The Dunny Dilemma -…
PLUMBING! The Mayor Has Finally Met a Pipe He Can't Fix A Special Medical -…
363 hits
-
Milne Bay - Australia's…
“Some of us may forget that, of all the Allies, it was the Australians who…
400 hits
-
The Grave Where Nothing…
Where Do the Children Play? I have no opinion to offer publicly on the Lindsay…
342 hits
-
The 1951 Waterfront Lockout…
In early 1951, New Zealand’s waterfronts weren’t just bustling ports - they had become battlegrounds.…
327 hits