Tired of the circus
Is anyone else sick of watching and listening to the writhings of politicians?
We elect the one we decide is the worthiest in our electorate, and I suppose we can assume each electorate does this; so why do they fade away into the wallpaper after they are ‘signed in’ by the Governor-General?
Why do they accept the responsibility of representing us and working for the betterment of our country and then take notice of lobbyists who are probably pushing something which will not benefit us? Is it because, in many cases, there is the offer of benefits beyond their legitimate salary?
People stand for parliament saying they believe they have something to offer Australia - but because of our system, they usually have to join a political party to achieve their aim.
That is when they sell their soul and follow the others.
After all, who wants to stand up and fight their own party for what they were elected to do? Who wants to get off side with their colleagues?
Who wants to dob in a fellow party member who is cheating on the very foundations of their party?
Of course, we can blame the press. But only if we are willing to accept a press which is silent in the face of corruption; a press which isn’t interested in investigating suspicious happenings and taking a stand on it.
We have a Parliament at present, which is all one could expect from a collection of diverse people, interested in their own survival.
I started to count how many times ‘election’ was mentioned as a supporting factor in their ‘policies’, but gave up from sheer exhaustion.
Since 2007 we have had Rudd, Gillard, Rudd, Abbott, Turnbull and now the Prime Minister has called a spill - perhaps to try and flush out the ‘enemy’?
And all the while they ignore those who are their real enemy – us. We are sick and tired of a government and opposition which will not work for Australia but expects us to elect them again.
I want them all to be silent for awhile and think.
“Like the nightingale who sold his feathers (one by surely I-won’t-miss-just-one) for a bucket of worms, we sell our ability to reach the unreachable sky for such unworthy little things.”
Betty Brady, Griffith
The world is a melting pot
In the days of World War II, Hitler dreamt of dividing up the world as follows.
First, he would rule his beloved Europe, the British Empire would remain intact; Mussolini could have all of Africa, Russia would have Asia and Japan take the Americas. So much for the dream.
In the history of mankind previous to this little sketch, countless similar comings and goings were pretty common. But, what of now?
Take Trump, who amazingly avoiding impeachment so far, looking to joining Putin and maybe merging the China empire for dreams untold?
It must be also considered that the world is now encumbered with an abundance of nuclear missiles which cuts down countless hours of previous warfare.
Is not the world, after all, just or a constant melting pot, and perhaps one day just boiling over.