Don't give up on hope. Work to earn money. Unless you don't earn much money and live in a welfare state like Australia. Then you may see that earning $500 will benefit you $100 for some low income earners. That is a statistic from Australia's treasury highlighting how lower taxes are better for the consumer. The ALP are grandstanding on people being paid less, but at higher rates on Sundays. Malcolm wants to be loved. If Gay marriage passes, then Malcolm can retire knowing he was the equal of 'sorry' Kevin Rudd. Meanwhile a NYT journalist, Steven Greenhouse is concerned a volunteer child got face time with President Trump for mowing the White House grass. Via Morgan Begg
I was privileged to go to an IPA and Menzies Research Centre event in Melbourne tonight. A panel discussed a speech by Frank Furedi. The panel included Calum Thwaites and Bella d’Abrera. The issue discussed was the curtailing of thought at university by identity politics. Bella, an IPA researcher, was able to give validation to Frank's broad brush strokes, and Calum could speak as a victim of an HRC abuse of power which had him classed as a racist for commenting on a thread on FB in 2013. Frank's initial thought was that the to and fro of robust debate in the 60's and 70's was now entirely dominated by the left. My question was "When did conservative leaders become so timid that such abuse of power is now left unanswered?" I knew the answer, but found their response telling.
Seated in front of me was Senator James Paterson, whom I'd asked for help earlier in the year, and he unfriended me on FB. To be fair, James has played a leading role in fixing the abuse of power of the HRC in Calum's case, and my issue is above his pay grade. The correct answer regarding the left's abuse of power is that it is historic and ever present. One can point at lots of things from the French Revolution onwards (and before then too, but it is acknowledged that is when modern history began). However, conservative leadership failing to address abuse of power like that committed by the HRC on Andrew Bolt and those university students is recent and directly attributable to Malcolm Turnbull. Turnbull could speak out as a conservative leader on the issue of free speech, except he is compromised and also resorts to power abuse as he has done curtailing debate on same sex marriage during the campaign.
The left wing run universities because conservative leaders let them. They abuse their powers for the same reason. But there will be a reckoning for the abuse of power. One day, universities in Australia will have their public funding cut, and better bodies will be found which accredit students for the work force. But by then, Prime Minister Malcolm Turnbull will be a bad memory of the worst Liberal Prime Minister since Malcolm Fraser.
Caroline Glick, Israeli writer, wrote movingly of an arab journalist friend of hers whose life is threatened. At issue is a Jordanian opposition leader she had hoped would put a strong case for Jordan being part of a two state solution. The UN stance on Israel is appallingly bad, and highlights a lack of conservative leadership too, But in reply to her accusation, the opposition leader gave a Turnbull like response, which almost said Caroline was right, but so what? Caroline could not prove anything. But she doesn't need to prove anything, when she has been given a confession.
https://conservativeweasel.blogspot.com/2021/09/27th-sept-review-of-historical-and.html
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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 ...
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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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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 ...
