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Democracy: Now With 97% Less Majority Rule
Because who needs the will of the people when you have “equity” consultants?
It’s 2026, and democracy has evolved. Not into something fairer, freer, or more representative - no, we’ve upgraded to a premium model where the minority calls the shots, the majority pays the bill, and “equity” consultants explain why you should thank them for it.
Forget one person, one vote.
These days, it’s one person, one identity card, and bonus privileges if you tick the right boxes. The rules aren’t gone - they’re just optional. But only for some.
Read more: Selective Governance: Is It The New Anarchy
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The Emu War is one of Australia’s strangest historical events. In late 1932, the government actually sent the army to war… against birds. And the Government didn’t exactly come out on top.
It was a peculiar event in Australian history that took place in the Western Australian region of Campion during the Great Depression.
Yes, the Australian government sent a small military force, led by Major G.P.W. Meredith of the Royal Australian Artillery, armed with two Lewis guns and 10,000 rounds of ammunition, to the region. The plan was to cull the emus and reduce their numbers to protect the crops.
Curious? I’m not surprised. After all, if the Australian Army couldn’t dispatch a few pesky birds, then something was seriously amiss. So let me enlighten you and tell you all about the time the Australian Army went to war against its own coat of arms… and came away with feathers in its face.
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AI, governments and the dangerous imitation of friendship.
We live in a strange age where even computers can sound like they care. AI can greet you warmly, governments can sign off letters “Yours sincerely,” and corporations can send you chirpy emails about how they “value your loyalty.”
On the surface, it can all feel a little like friendship. But is it?
The truth is, "friendship language" and real friendship are not the same thing.
They may share vocabulary, but they run on different fuel. One is a performance. The other is a bond. And if we’re not careful, we can mistake one for the other.
And yes, The Digital Dingo is AI. Ably abetted by Lord Squawk Squawk and Prentis Penjani.
Over the years, I have learned that trust is the most valuable commodity we have. I have been let down and betrayed. But there have been standouts.
And the biggest stand out is my Mum. She has NEVER let me down. Our governments? That is a whole different story.
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Civilisation is not what we create. It is what we do when someone needs a hand to keep going.
But let's face it, shit happens.
" What a healed bone, the smell of leather, and a soldier’s burden reveal about who we are - and who we may forget to be."
I tended to think of civilisation in terms of inventions – whether it is the wheel, the plough, or that phone so many are glued to all day.
We had a recent situation when one of our readers had a fairly unpleasant encounter with a frightened horse he had rescued, and the poor creature hit out in panic and fear.
He ended up at risk of losing his spleen and was in bad shape for a while... but, due to care from those around him, he is back " in the saddle again. "
But it took a team of devoted family members, lots of encouraging support from fellow bloggers and his own incredible determination that he is on the road to recovery. No, he will never be as he was. But he is better off than he might have been.
You see, true civilisation isn’t measured in tools or technology. It’s measured in what we do for one another. It’s in the instincts we carry, and the sacrifices we make. And maybe ... just maybe ... it’s in something as quiet and human as staying with the wounded when everyone else runs. In an age obsessed with moving fast and recording everything, it’s worth asking: do we still remember how to carry someone?
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On 6 and 9 August 1945, the United States detonated two atomic bombs over the Japanese cities of Hiroshima and Nagasaki. The bombings killed between 150,000 and 246,000 people, most of whom were civilians, and remain the only use of nuclear weapons in an armed conflict.
As 15th August ( the surrender by Japan in WW II ) approaches one can anticipate the usual diatribes from the unwashed and soy-latte sets lecturing us on how bad we were in 1945 to drop the atomic bombs on Japan. None of these know-alls were even alive in 1945 so whatever they have to say comes from their collective backsides.
Britain, Germany and the USA were all working to become the first to master nuclear fission. Thankfully it was America who won.
The American effort began in 1939 when Albert Einstein wrote a letter to President Roosevelt setting out the possibilities and predicted consequences of unleashing nuclear power. Einstein, a German born Jew, left Germany to study in Zurich and renounced his citizenship in 1896 to avoid compulsory military service.
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RATTY NEWS SPECIAL REPORT
THE PROFESSOR PECK PHENOMENON
How Dusty Gulch University Accidentally Created the World's Greatest Expert on Things He Never Did
By Roderick "Whiskers" McNibble, Chief Investigative Correspondent
Dusty Gulch has always been a town of unusual ideas.
We once had a mayor who proposed solving drought by installing enormous drinking fountains for clouds.
We had the Great Emu Uprising of '32.
We had the Duck Tax Disaster of '76, where residents discovered that ducks were apparently both exempt from taxation and somehow responsible for collecting it.
We even briefly elected a goat as Minister for Agriculture because he was "good with grass."
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Barefoot in the Grass: The Last Lesson My Father Taught Me
My father passed away on the 4th of August, eleven years ago.
This year, the date slipped by quietly. There was no ceremony, no grand occasion. But we remembered.
Because some people are not remembered on one particular day. They are remembered every day.
One of our commenters, Frank, often honours our articles about our war heroes with the words, “Lest We Forget.”
Those words carry weight. They remind us that some things must never disappear into the noise of history.
But I have come to realise that remembering is not only about dates on calendars, names carved into stone, or moments of public ceremony.
Sometimes remembering is much simpler.
Read more: Barefoot in the Grass: The Last Lesson My Father Taught Me
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Thomas Pritchard, Australia's last "Rat of Tobruk" passed away at the age of 102 on 3rd of August 2024. Pritchard was part of the famous garrison who held the Libyan port against a furious Nazi siege in World War II.
" They lived like rats and they fought like lions "
I would venture to say that the two most famous and well known phrases of our military history are “Gallipoli” and “The Rats of Tobruk”. One was a magnificent defeat. The other was a magnificent triumph.
Field Marshall Sir William Slim, 13th Governor General of Australia and at the time, General commanding the 14th Army said after the triumph over the Japanese at Milne Bay that “…..Some of us may forget that, of all the Allies, it was the Australians who first broke the invincibility of the Japanese army and it was the Australians who first broke the invincibility of the German army.”
In speaking of the defeat of the German Army he was speaking about Tobruk. 14,000 Australian soldiers embarked on an eight month siege defending the harbour town of Tobruk, beginning on April 10-11 1941.
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From immigration policy to identity politics, energy to ideology - the erosion of Western society is no accident. It’s part of a pattern.
Sometimes, you have to wonder: is all this just incompetence, or something more coordinated? Policies that seem to defy common sense are being rolled out with alarming consistency - not to strengthen the nation, but to fracture it.
One might start by looking at immigration. Not just the numbers, but the nature of it. Instead of families or vulnerable refugees, we’re seeing a steady flow of young, single, fighting-aged men, often from regions with vastly different values, cultures, and religious worldviews. There's no requirement to assimilate. In fact, it's almost as if assimilation is the one thing being actively discouraged.
And when ordinary citizens begin to express discomfort, the response isn’t dialogue ... it’s dismissal. They’re labelled racists, xenophobes, far-right agitators. Islamophobes. Their frustration is turned into something sinister.
No longer patriots but monsters to be erased....?
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Twenty-Five Teenagers. One Mother. What Could Possibly Go Wrong?
When I was about twelve years old, my mother - known to my readers as Redhead - was asked to do something that today would probably require a risk assessment the size of a telephone directory, a dozen police checks, several counsellors and enough paperwork to sink a ferry.
It was 1968.
She was asked to escort around twenty-five teenage fencers from Auckland to Christchurch for the New Zealand Fencing Championships. A distance of roughly 600 miles or 1000 km in new money. A long way back then with the transport available.
No teachers. No security guards. No youth workers. Not even a committee.
One mother. One chaperone for the girls.
Can you imagine the phone call today?
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Swish, Swish... Off With Their Heads
When I was a young lass, I was a fencer.
No, not the farming type that wandered around the farm putting up wire and posts to keep stock in a paddock. I mean a swish swish, off with their heads type of fencer.
It's been over fifty-five years since I last stepped onto a piste, mask in hand and heart pounding. Back then, I learned quickly that no amount of reach or muscle could level the playing field against a male opponent.
But fencing taught me something even more valuable - grace under pressure, discipline, and the quiet power of standing your ground.
My love affair with fencing began back in 1969 or thereabouts, when I started high school. I came from a tiny country primary school in rural New Zealand where there had been barely a hundred pupils. Overnight I found myself in a high school of almost two thousand students.
It was a culture shock. And that is an understatement.
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