

It hasn't been covered by mainstream media well, but Lachlan Murdoch spoke cogently at the Keith Murdoch lecture and has raised worthy issues of free speech while reminding us of history. Only, his message is bigger than he seems aware and it informs us in ways he doesn't seem to mean. Lachlan was addressing the issue of censorship over security which is growing as a result of the war on terror. The war on terror has fifth columnists who feel it is legitimate to attack cultural assets regardless of consequence. Some really stupid people are falling for terrorist propaganda partly because of censorship which prevents the average person from saying what they think on cultural and religious issues. Lachlan seems to accept those restrictions, while objecting to increased security which might arbitrarily have a field security officer deeming a news article to not be in the public interest.
A brilliant example by Lachlan is to remind of the activity of Keith Murdoch to end the Gallipoli campaign. Keith had been tasked by the Australian PM, Fisher, to find the truth about what was happening. Many younger journalists had been heavily censored by the war office regarding casualties and losses. Keith was alarmed at what he heard from Charles Beane, bad officers and needless death through incompetence. Keith tried to get a colleague to write to the Great Britain's PM, Asquith, but the letter was censored, so Keith wrote to Fisher directly and sent a copy to Asquith. Within weeks the campaign was ended and the commanding officer relieved of command. Lachlan asks if the new legislation would prevent another Keith today from their action then.
Keith was young then, and would not know what he had done, and few today seem aware of it, even though there is no active censorship regarding it. Keith had messed up big time and many tens of millions of deaths from civilians around the world have resulted from his activity. Keith did not improve the officer corp prosecuting the war. He ended a campaign shortly before it might have been successful. Certainly the retreat was hailed as bloodless after the Turks failed to press home an advantage. Had the campaign been successful Europe would have been open through the back door and the war ended, possibly by Christmas. Russia might not have fallen to Communism and China might not now be communist. There might never have been a Soviet Union, a Vietnam War or Korean war. The reparations on Germany might have been less and Nazism might have been crushed within Germany. Not to blame Keith Murdoch, but position what a civilian knows about military activity and the damage they do through ignorance.
Currently the press show no awareness of the role of radical Islam in an open society, where we question what is right and fail to say what is wrong.
Who is willing to say that a prize fighter's embrace of Islam is not manly, but a personal choice? Who is willing to say that terrorists don't speak for a majority? Impotent Islamic leaders haven't. But one must also, to be fair, point out that many impotent Christian leaders have failed to point to their cultural assets too. Lachlan is wrong not to push for an end of 18c first. He is wrong to flag press sensitivity to security when they are so actively working with the left wing to threaten world peace for Jews and conservatives and poor people who aren't on a left wing bandwagon. Currently the Australian Broadcasting Corporation is promoting an idea of a memorial to Whitlam. Maybe such a memorial is a nuclear crater in the middle of Tehran.
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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. ...
The Ballad of David Ball
[Verse 1]
In New York City, '67, a child was born so bold,
David Ball, with dreams afire, where Sesame Street was told.
His father shaped young minds at Columbia's hall so grand,
Till the '70s called them homeward to Sydney's distant land.
[Chorus]
Oh, sing of David Ball, with a heart both strong and true,
From classroom tales to whistle’s call, his spirit breaking through.
With pen in hand and faith so deep, he writes through joy and pain,
A voice for justice, loud and clear, in every sweet refrain.
[Verse 2]
Self-taught he read by Sydney's shore, with numbers as his guide,
A math teacher in the tough schools, where hope and youth ...
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David Daniel Ball (born January 10, 1967, in New York City) is an Australian writer, conservative blogger, political activist, and former high school mathematics teacher. As the younger brother of cognitive scientist John Samuel Ball, David has carved a distinct path in education, advocacy, and self-publishing, often focusing on social justice, child protection, history, and Christian devotionals. His life story intertwines family intellectual heritage with personal campaigns against institutional failures in child welfare.
David was born in Manhattan during his father Samuel Ball's (1933–2009) tenure as an educational psychologist at Teachers College, Columbia University. Samuel, an Australian academic, contributed to early evaluations of Sesame Street through his work at the Educational Testing Service (ETS), assessing the show's impact on children's learning from 1963 onward. The family, including elder brother John (born 1963 in Iowa), relocated to ...
I invite you with: "Right now, let's respond by seeking Him first. If you're carrying worries, lay them down at His feet. Raise your hands, pray silently, or come forward for prayer as we declare His kingdom priority in our lives." This encourages active faith application, tying back to Matthew 6:33's promise.
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Verse 1
In the whisper of the wind, You call my name
Beyond the worries of this world, Your kingdom reigns
Like lilies in the field, clothed in Your grace
I lift my eyes to You, in this sacred place
Chorus
Seek first Your kingdom, oh Lord
And Your righteousness, forevermore
All these things will be added, in Your perfect time
Man does not live by bread alone, but by every word from Your throne
We seek You first, we seek You first
Verse 2
From ancient words You spoke, in the mountaintop light
You taught us not to fear, in the dead of night
Your promise echoes through the ages, ...