Don't give up on hope. Out and about Dandenong, I go to a male hairdresser in an arcade gallery off the Plaza. There are two which charge $10 for simple cuts. The big one I don't go to because the last time I went there the hairdresser serving me asked me about my weight while joking with his friends in what might have been arabic. The other hairdresser could be Bangladeshi, Pakistani, Afghan or some such. He is quieter and likes to play Indian/Pakistani dance music on a small tv for patrons. But today he was watching a clip on his phone of military dressed figures at a news conference. And it would have been no different had the figures talking on screen been Islamic State. He noticed me eyeing the smartphone, and he turned it off and shut the cabinet it was displayed in. Paradise Hairdresser. Luckily I wasn't wearing my "Mossad Tour" T shirt or my "Make America Great Again" cap. People do strange things for honour.
One rumour going around the internet is that JFK was erudite, smart, capable and visionary. JFK died in Nov 22nd 1963 when Lee Harvey Oswald shot him, and in response a secret service agent accidentally sent a dum dum round into JFK's head. The enormity of the cover up should be noted. At least one secret service agent ended his days a drunk. LHO was killed before facing justice, as was his killer, Jack Ruby. And the brain of JFK, filled with dum dum shrapnel disappeared during surgery. Anyway, the meme goes JFK was killed for a speech he gave about censorship and dangers facing democracy. Only the speech was not the last one JFK gave, but had been given in April 27th 1961. To put the speech in perspective, JFK had lost the 1960 election to Nixon, but Nixon, rather than doing what Al Gore did and threaten the union, conceded. Kennedy had approved the Bay of Pigs plan on April 4th. It was before a U2 plane took pictures of Soviet missiles on Cuba. Castro had lied to his backers about taking over Cuba to restore freedoms, but had aligned himself with communists (or revealed himself to be one) and so Kennedy was doing what the fox like Malcolm Turnbull does, putting his foot in his mouth. Kennedy proclaims and declares openness while planning secret deals, and the press gave him a free pass. Given an opportunity to illustrate his understanding of world affairs, JFK chooses Karl Marx. Kennedy did not write the words, which are good words, but we know he didn't mean them either. Kennedy may have threatened Governor Wallace over Wallace's racist stance to segregation, in private. In public, Wallace and Kennedy served the same party.
Dan Andrews has backflipped on another election promise not to start a safe injecting room. Safe injecting rooms do not save lives. Junkies have a large number of ways of killing themselves, and junkie deaths have not fallen with Sydney's safe injecting rooms, although there have been no recorded deaths inside one either over 15 years. But the one policy known to limit junkie deaths is strict policing. And Dan Andrews won't do that. So the feel good empty promise is the way Andrews is going. With a plan for locating it opposite a primary school. At least those kids can graduate in safety. My plan for such a room would be to locate them inside ALP member offices. It would do much to reduce waiting times.
In the US, Robert Mueller is desperate now he has been exposed as aiding Hillary Clinton in getting away with a Russia Uranium trade that did not favour the US but did the Clinton Foundation. So Mueller has made grandiose claims of a gotcha involving Trump's campaign manager Only, nothing wrong seems to have been discovered. The swamp is fighting as it drains.
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 ...
