Tonight with the new Abbott ministry announced I have difficulties. All of the members are good. All are better than any of the ALP. My problem is I don't know who to approach to get my issue dealt with. I cannot approach my local federal member again, he has declined to help, and he is ALP (Jason Clare). I've liaised with other surrounding seats .. I live in ALP territory .. none will help. In the past, I've been told I could go to the UK or USA to find work as a qualified Mathematics teacher. At the moment, I cannot get even a day's work as a relief teacher in the most difficult to staff schools in the state .. the education department of NSW will have children unsupervised in the playground rather than hire me. I have not done anything wrong. I have correctly reported on a possible pedophile and observed how the authorities bungled the investigation. I correctly reported a child with a serious allergy and observed how, because I had been ignored, or worse, because I was being tested, the child died from apparent neglect. Because of that, I was harassed at my workplace and beyond. I resigned to speak out, and my local state member (Then, Joe Tripodi) apparently colluded to have me silenced. My citizenship evidence was destroyed and then called into question. My bank moved to seize my home. The ATO have investigated me twice, the second time is ongoing. I was offered the pension and told I was too fat to teach if I didn't want to. I have been employed by an abuser as a teacher's aide, and denied basic conditions to Fair Work. I have been timed out of IR court by the politician who wrote the IR legislation (Della Bosca, then Education Minister). I have approached the police and been ignored. I have been denied legal aid on the grounds I wasn't declared Aboriginal. I am a few months away from having my unit seized again. Who do I approach with my story? The federal police tell me they are interested in some of my testimony regarding the pedophile, but it is apparent it is a low priority and possibly years before they ask basic questions. I approached the NSW State Education Minister with my issue and they referred me to the police who say it isn't their problem. Soon I will begin a business .. but, really, I'm not asking for hand outs, just justice. And I have to endure the acting PM's (Bowen, ALP, local to me) quip that the Abbott ministry doesn't have enough women. I disagree .. the ministry has Julie Bishop, who is better than any ALP member, and I am confident when others arise they will be, as the Libs do, promoted on merit. Bronwyn Bishop for speaker, and, sadly, no Sophie Mirabella unless a miracle occurs.
Speaking of miracles, the IPCC have through sheer denial been able to limit global warming. They have exceeded all their models in the restriction of 16 years without warming. Even though the world has been warming ever since the ice age ended. They are even admitting that the world had a warm period about a thousand years ago.
Tragedy in USA as a 17 yo boy shoots an old man in the head, dead. The boy could have been one of Obama's sons. The US is a great nation, but she sinks sadly under her abysmal President. I was reminded today not to compare the US to pre Nazi Germany. I wouldn't compare her to Nazi Germany either. But she is being humbled in areas she should lead, and people are dying inside and outside because of it.
The only thing I'm certain of, is the response of any leftist to the issues of the day .. virulent abuse against any conservative.
https://conservativeweasel.blogspot.com/2021/09/thu-16th-september-2021-current-affairs.html
Jingle bell, jingle bell, jingle bell rock
Jingle bells swing and jingle bells ring
Snowin' and blowin' up bushels of fun
Now the jingle hop has begun
Jingle bell, jingle bell, jingle bell rock
Jingle bells chime in jingle bell time
Dancin' and prancin' in Jingle Bell Square
In the frosty air
What a bright time, it's the right time
To rock the night away
Jingle bell time is a swell time
To go glidin' in a one-horse sleigh
Giddy-up jingle horse, pick up your feet
Jingle around the clock
Mix and a-mingle in the jinglin' feet
That's the jingle bell rock
Jingle bell, jingle bell, jingle bell rock
Jingle bell chime in jingle bell time
Dancin' and prancin' in Jingle Bell Square
In the frosty air
What a bright time, it's the right time
To rock the night away
Jingle bell time is a swell time
To go glidin' in a one-horse sleigh
Giddy-up jingle horse, pick up your feet
Jingle around the clock
Mix and a-mingle in the jinglin' feet
That's the jingle bell
That's the jingle bell
That's the jingle...
David Daniel Ball calls himself the Conservative Voice.
I'm a teacher with three decades experience teaching math to high school kids.I also work with first graders and kids in between first grade and high school. I know the legends of why Hypatia's dad is remembered through his contribution to Math theory. And I know the legend of why followers of Godel had thought he had disproved God's existence.
I'm not a preacher, but I am a Christian who has written over 28 books all of which include some reference to my faith. Twelve blog books on world history and current affairs, detailing world events , births and marriages on each day of the year, organised by month. Twelve books on the background to and history of Bible Quotes. One Bible quote per day for a year. An intro to a science fiction series I'm planning, post apocalyptic cyber punk. An autobiography with short story collections.
I'm known in Australia for my failure as a whistleblower over the negligence death of a school boy. ...
In Tanami’s red sands where spinifex grows,
Where waterholes gleam ‘neath the sun’s golden glare,
Lived Yaparla, sweet maid, with a heart pure as snow,
Her kindness a light in the desert so bare.
Her father, a wise man, kept songs for the land,
To guard the soak’s waters where life held its sway.
But drought gripped the earth with a merciless hand,
And he sought a new spring to ease their dismay.
Deep in a gorge where the rocks hid the sky,
He found a clear pool with fish dancing free.
But a voice shook the stones with a thunderous cry,
“Who steals my sweet water without leave of me?”
Out slid the Wanyarra, half-man, half a snake,
His scales flashed like opals, his eyes cold with pain.
“For your kin’s life,” he hissed, “one price I must take—
Send Yaparla to me, or your land drinks no rain.”
The father returned, his heart heavy with woe,
And told his dear daughter the serpent’s demand.
“I’ll go,” said Yaparla, her voice soft and low,
“For my people, my country, I’ll walk that red sand.”
She came to the gorge with her digging stick strong,
Singing songs of her kin ‘neath ...
AI adapted
To adapt the story of Bambi to the Dreamtime of Warlpiri culture in the Tanami Desert, we’ll reimagine the tale with respect for Warlpiri storytelling traditions, cosmology, and the desert environment. The Dreamtime (Jukurrpa) is a sacred framework where ancestral beings shape the land, law, and life, so Bambi’s journey will reflect Warlpiri values like kinship, connection to country, and survival in harmony with nature. I’ll keep the essence of Bambi—a young creature’s growth amid loss and discovery—while grounding it in the Tanami’s ecology and Warlpiri worldview. Since Bambi is a specific narrative, I’ll translate its core themes rather than reproduce the original text verbatim, ensuring cultural sensitivity. The story will be concise yet vivid, as requested.
Bambi in the Jukurrpa of the Tanami
In the Jukurrpa, when the Tanami Desert glowed under the first stars, the ancestral beings shaped the land. From the spinifex and red sand, they formed Jampijinpa, a young red ...
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Content from listening to podcasters Hunley and Groubert of America's Untold Stories. They tell it better than me
Folk Song: "The Ballad of Lee Harvey Oswald"
Verse 1
Oh, Lee Harvey Oswald, a man they did frame,
The deep state and CIA, they tarnished his name.
They said he went to Mexico, a lie they did spin,
While he fought for his service, his honor within.
Chorus
Sing for Lee Oswald, innocent and bold,
Framed by the shadows, a story untold.
With courage he stood, though the truth they denied,
A patriot’s heart in a nation that lied.
Verse 2
On that dark day in Dallas, they said he shot Tippit,
Left a wallet behind, but the tale didn’t fit.
Arrested with his own in hand, the proof was right there,
But the deep state kept spinnin’ their web of despair.
Chorus
Sing for Lee Oswald, innocent and bold,
Framed by the shadows, a story untold.
With courage he stood, though the truth they denied,
A patriot’s heart in a nation that lied.
Verse 3
They trained him in Russian, sent him off to the East,
A ...
