The PR Blog

Ahh, the days when Australia was a Nation of larrakins and bushies. When Steve Irwin and his “ Crikey! “ were a nod to the beauty of the Australia that we grew up in and still hold dear.

I have been heading down Memory Lane a lot these days because it is a laneway that seems a " safe  place ", a happy place and one where things like the Chinese Virus, lockdowns, facemasks, censorship and Political Correctness existed in George Orwell's books or in Communist countries. 

When faced with the choice between Highway to Hell or the familiar terrain of nostalgia, I will choose Memory Lane any day of the week.

So I wonder how many of you fellow Australians realised how well off we were? As the saying goes " you don't know what you've got 'til it's gone " 

It is with horror I have just read the article about Soros and his support of the NAMBLA group. Up until now I have never heard of it. But it appears the USA and other parts of the world it is a well known name . Then before that I read the article about the poor little lad who had dreadful things done to him by 4 older lads. What is the world coming to. Talk about stamping it out we have to get cracking and do something instead of talking about it.

Our younger generation has gone insane.

George Soros must truly be the face of all evil.  His personal fortune amassed from manipulating the money market where he says “ I am here to make money. I cannot and do not look at the social consequences of what I do. “

One of his philanthropic acts is to fund organisations including Antifa, Black Lives matter and the group known as NAMBLA – the North American Man Boy Love Association.

Yes, you read that right. The organisation that states that  “we should understand and accept paedophiles and it’s just a natural sexual orientation“

In the far north of idyllic Queensland, home of palm trees, sunshine and sandy beaches, we have a monster on the loose. And it is not a Crocodile or poisonous snake. A killer kangaroo or a mutant spider or a massive canetoad. It is the monster that is child abuse and it must be eradicated. 

After the gang rape of a 5 year old boy, perpetrated by young boys aged between 10 and 13 years of age, there is no way ANY society can accept the abuse. This RAPE is symbolic of the rape of a culture, an Indigenous People who are screaming out for help and our Judicial system and our Governments are not putting on their listening ears.

THIS MUST STOP. NOW. This is not a time for another enquiry, another investigation or another conciliatory chit chat. The abuse must end. NOW.

Our grip on life can be tenuous, yet we forge through our allotted span, seldom for a moment sparing a thought for how close we are to ‘going off the rails’.  Many souls have a tortured path at some time in their life span ..and it can be debilitating, painful and lonely.

I write as an 86 year old, who has gone through life physically  and relatively unscathed.  Yet I have scars that I would not wish on my worst enemies.   I saw my Mother who endured nearly 19 years of depression that ended with her taking her own life, when I was 38 years old.  My younger son who spent 20 years serving in the RAAF,  shot himself on my daughters farm, when I was 68.

These are the mileposts in life’s path that ‘scar’, that never completely heal. These are sombre reminders of a time when our emotions can be pushed to near breaking point.