Sometimes I grow weary of the days, with all their fits and starts.
I want to climb some old gray mountain, slowly, taking
the rest of my lifetime to do it, resting often, sleeping
under the pines or, above them, on the unclothed rocks.
I want to see how many stars are still in the sky
that we have smothered for years now, a century at least.
I want to look back at everything, forgiving it all,
and peaceful, knowing the last thing there is to know.
All that urgency! Not what the earth is about!
How silent the trees, their poetry being of themselves only.
I want to take slow steps, and think appropriate thoughts.
In ten thousand years, maybe, a piece of the mountain will fall.
Consequences of Abbott’s terrorism push
With Libs making this big theatrical anti-terrorism push, there are a lot of bad spillover effects:
1. Attacks on innocent Muslim Aussies have increased (eg. mosque vandalised; threatening letters sent; women in hijab abused on street)
2. Journalists are getting sloppy (eg. journos just parroting cops unchecked cause big story! no time! everyone’s reporting it!; Fairfax put the picture of an innocent Muslim teen on their cover as the dead terrorist suspect! He and his family must be mortified).
3. Our Govt is not making good decisions to protect us (eg. journos flanking cops for raids makes them less covert and could screw up our ability to prosecute those charged with a jury trial. That means charges might be dropped)
4. Opportunists are loving it (eg. today 3 senators are reviving proposals to weaken Racial Discrimination laws. ugh).
TL/DR: Govt is drumming up fear and hostility and a climate where bad decisions are being made for no good reason (other than helping poll numbers or selling more newspapers).
I don’t mean to be flippant but… everyone in Australia chill.