Yesterday, Chairman Dan had his turn at the judicial inquiry, and threw his ministers under the bus to save his own skin. What a guy. Tempted though I may be to harp on about this, I can't. Too depressed, too angry, too flabbergasted at how this utter bastard still has supporters among the Victorian community.… Continue reading Bleak
We're in a hole. A deep, dark cavern. It's black in here, totally devoid of light. Crowded too, as we've all been shoved, pushed, crammed down within it. We stumble and press against each other, gasping for air. Reaching upwards, hopeful for light or a way out. Voices cry for help, opposing the drastic measures.… Continue reading Hole
It's spring in Melbourne. Such a gorgeous time of year. My tree-lined street is filled with buds and blossom; the air warms and everybody bustles about, keen to crawl out from hibernation. Well, not this year. It's still spring---the government hasn't been able to alter the seasons---but we are all withheld from our usual happy… Continue reading Spring?