The PR Blog

Today you hear of so many incidents,  I cannot call them stories ,  of cruelty , neglect and down right 'don't give a damn " that you get to the stage where you say ,  please don't go into the details it is too upsetting.   I  can't listen to any more distressing tales of what some one has done to a child, an animal,  or an elderly person.  

Shagging in the streets of Germany. When I saw it, I could not decide whether I was shocked , nauseated or simply beyond shocked or horrified. The thing that got me the most was my reaction: how would I have felt had I seen this when I was out doing my shopping today?

As has been the case since the beginning of the now iconic “ Trump Rallies “ I watched on RSBN and got my dose of therapy from the sheer energy of President Trump, his supporters and his ability to create a “ vibe”. The atmosphere is beyond belief.  As I sit, in my living room, thousands of miles away, as a non American, I marvel at this man and how he can lift my spirits.

When all seems hopeless here in Australia when my faith in Politicians and Leaders is at an all time low, I watch a Trump Rally and I feel happy, excited and hopeful for the future. How the hell does he do it?

I guess HE doesn’t. I do. But he EMPOWERS me to do it.

Last night, I watched a segment from Alan Jones on Skynews. He was talking about the drought. 

Something that the city dwellers do not understand and seemingly choose not to understand, want to understand or even see.  My heart broke as I saw this seasoned and professional broadcaster, who came from the Land, nearly break down in tears at what is happening to our farmers, our animals and our People from the bush. 

This morning, I read a series of comments on social media that made me realise that, when Feather Douglas wrote some months ago, about the Great Divide, she was spot on.

I just watched the DemocRAT debate online. 

I just had a reply to a tweet I made earlier today and it said “ the democrats don’t care. “  When I read it, I thought it was in relation to a comment I had made about a fake video of a woman in Syria grieving over the loss of her child – deceased.

Yet the dead child was blinking and opening and closing its mouth – it was so obviously a staged propaganda piece and I felt it was immoral to use this sort of thing to promote a political agenda.  Women who had really lost a child would find it very, very upsetting.

It was only when I thought a little more deeply about it that I realised that those simple words “ The democrats don’t care “ struck me.