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oDDBall67@oDDBall67

November 07, 2021

On this day, 7th Nov 2015

ALP and hate media have denounced the Royal Commission into Trades Unions as being biased or partisan and a witch hunt. It is telling that their minds operate that way, the Royal commission has done nothing to suggest it. But the ALP are used to operating through corruption and expect it in return. The finding that Bill Shorten has not criminally acted in his time as a Trades Union leader is no surprise either. There is no complaint against him. We know, now, he was a bastard boss that exploited his members for profit. But his members wanted him to. Abuse of power is legal unless called out. And union members demand that their leaders steal money from them and conditions for political power and criminal influence. They would have objected had Bill done as Kathy Jackson did and blown the whistle. What the Royal Commission has done is demonstrate it is not biased and its findings of corruption in certain matters are spot on. Those that campaigned against the Royal Commission should face the public's contempt just as they were contemptuous of the court.

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November 27, 2022

Jingle Bell Rock

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...

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oDDBall67@oDDBall67

September 01, 2021

Intro to Locals for the Conservative Voice

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. ...

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oDDBall67@oDDBall67

10 hours ago

How historical bigotry led to the creation of the Protocols of the Elders of Zion

In the dying years of Tsarist Russia, around 1900–1903, antisemitism was not a fringe prejudice but a state-tolerated weapon and popular scapegoat. Jews were confined to the Pale of Settlement, barred from most rural land ownership by the 1882 May Laws, and subjected to university quotas, expulsions, and periodic mob violence. The 1881–1884 pogroms—sparked by the assassination of Alexander II and fueled by rumors of Jewish conspiracy—killed dozens and destroyed thousands of homes. A second wave loomed, including the deadly Kishinev pogrom of April 1903. Across Europe, older religious hatreds had morphed into modern racial antisemitism: Jews were portrayed not merely as Christ-killers or usurers but as an unassimilable “alien race” undermining nations through finance, revolution, and the press. Pseudoscientific theories and nationalist fervor provided intellectual cover. This toxic soil produced one of history’s most enduring forgeries.

The Protocols of the Elders of Zion emerged ...

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10 hours ago

A sermon in Lajamanu on Parable of Lost Son

1 John 1:9 (NKJV) “If we confess our sins, He is faithful and just to forgive us our sins and to cleanse us from all unrighteousness.”

Psalm 51:10 (NKJV) “Create in me a clean heart, O God, And renew a steadfast spirit within me.”

Luke 15:11-32 (NKJV) – The Parable of the Lost Son (the heart of Luke 15, which also includes the parables of the Lost Sheep and Lost Coin)

Then He said: “A certain man had two sons. And the younger of them said to his father, ‘Father, give me the portion of goods that falls to me.’ So he divided to them his livelihood. And not many days after, the younger son gathered all together, journeyed to a far country, and there wasted his possessions with prodigal living. But when he had spent all, there arose a severe famine in that land, and he began to be in want. Then he went and joined himself to a citizen of that country, and he sent him into his fields to feed swine. And he would gladly have filled his stomach with the pods that the swine ate, and no one gave him anything.

“But when he ...

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7 hours ago

Iran’s Peace Charade: Demanding Truce to Keep Killing

As President Trump weighs the latest overtures from Tehran for some form of “peace,” the Islamic Republic’s mullahs are once again playing a familiar game. They wave the olive branch in public while sharpening their daggers in private. The regime’s history over 47 years reveals a consistent pattern: tactical pauses and diplomatic smiles are simply opportunities to regroup, rearm, and continue their campaign of domestic slaughter, international terrorism, and ideological warfare. Any genuine peace must confront this reality head-on rather than wish it away.

The theocratic takeover in 1979 did not emerge from a vacuum. In the years leading up to the overthrow of the Shah, Ayatollah Ruhollah Khomeini and his network operated covertly from exile in Iraq and later France. Khomeini’s fiery sermons were smuggled into Iran via cassette tapes, building a revolutionary infrastructure among disaffected clerics, bazaar merchants, students, and leftist groups. This underground agitation combined religious fervor with ...

oDDBall67@oDDBall67

March 28, 2026

Mystery of Webster's Curse Background

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I first told this to a class, making it up, no notes, spoken as narrator. I went home and wrote it down. 2002. I was 35 years old, friendless, under siege from pedophiles and child killers, soon to lose my job, my home, everything I treasured.

The fiction, horror story was autobiographical. A sister in my dysfunctional family died from kidney disease and renal failure following a transplant, on Valentines Day 1978. A pet dog had saved our family from a house fire, but later died after a traffic accident when no one had wanted to walk it. I had visited the Amityville House. We had had a neighbour, Mrs Webster, who would look at our backyard and complain about our dog doing its' business there. Chris, Joff, Big and Arthur were real too. Big liked ant farms. Chris and Arthur shared music and guitar play. I would tell them the truth and they would not listen. I drew on real events and twisted them to narrate the story, to keep direction for focus.

The start of the story with Webster throwing stones, calling out etc, echoes the narrator's experience of being cursed, wanting to warn others, and throwing stones and calling out. Webster and the Narrator die in a comfortable armchair looking for resolution and finding only horror. The new family was to be the Amityville Horror family. This is a prequel.

https://oddballsstories.blogspot.com/2007/12/mystery-of-websters-curse-heroism-of.html

My first video attempts I sourced pictures from the Internet, but it was too disjointed. I got a Disney animator to do some art for me. But I had no money to complete my project.

Recently, I've been working with Suno and Grok AI and they allowed me to do the work I've done. I've spent two weeks on this, and could do better with transitions and effects. I will put the better effort into the sequel, the Ballad of Mytzi the Puppy.

As for the stone throwing, the actual story is my dad was very angry with me and wanted to drive me to school on his way to work. He vented as he drove. When I was to leave the car he punched me on the face, giving me a black eye. He apologised, saying he meant to hit my chest and not leave a mark. He was very concerned I might tell people he hit me. I assured him I wouldn't. A nurse asked me about the eye. I said I injured it playing Ball. To this day, nobody knows the joke. I had been in first grade.

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June 08, 2025

Ballad of Jampijinpa: A Warlpiri Dreamtime Bambi in the Tanami Desert

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Journey to the Tanami Desert with the Ballad of Jampijinpa, a Warlpiri Jukurrpa retelling of Bambi. Follow Jampijinpa, a young red kangaroo, as he learns the sacred laws of his Country from Napangardi, faces dangers like the machine’s shadow, and rises as a leader under the Seven Sisters’ stars. This Dreamtime story celebrates Warlpiri culture, resilience, and connection to the land. Comment your favorite Indigenous story below! Subscribe for more Warlpiri tales and join my Locals for exclusive Jukurrpa insights.

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The story of Bambi is, for many, their first encounter with profound loss. Writing this story in Warlpiri Dreamtime, Tanami Desert context. Loss is part of life, yet life goes on. But, a good life, serving the community is also important. How do Indigenous stories like Jampijinpa’s inspire you?

Notes on the Adaptation: Setting and Characters: The Tanami Desert replaces the forest, with native animals (red kangaroo, dingo, mallee fowl, perentie) as characters, reflecting the local ecology. Warlpiri skin names (Jampijinpa, Napangardi, etc.) root the characters in kinship systems, central to Warlpiri identity. Jukurrpa: The Dreamtime frames the story as a sacred narrative, where loss and growth are part of the land’s law. The “shadow” (a machine) nods to modern intrusions like mining, a real threat in the Tanami, but keeps the story timeless. Themes: Bambi’s coming-of-age becomes a journey of learning country and law, emphasizing Warlpiri values of responsibility and connection. The mother’s death and the fire echo Bambi’s trials but are grounded in desert realities. Cultural Respect: I avoided inventing sacred details or mimicking restricted Warlpiri stories, focusing on universal elements (land, kinship, survival) informed by public Warlpiri narratives, like those shared in art or ethnographies.

The Ballad of Jampijinpa In Tanami’s heart where the spinifex sways, ‘Neath the Jukurrpa’s first starlit blaze, The ancestors carved from the red desert’s hand, Young Jampijinpa, to guard sacred land.

Chorus: Oh, Jampijinpa, with bounds swift and free, Carry the law of your country’s decree. Through sand and through sorrow, your spirit will roam, In the Tanami’s dreaming, you’ll always find home.

Napangardi taught him the desert’s old ways, Where soakages shimmer through blistering days. The bilby’s soft tracks led to yams in the ground, And the wind whispered tales when no rain could be found. With Jangala, dingo, he leaped o’er the plain, While Nungarrayi tidied the earth’s ancient pain. The oaks sang of patience, the elders stood near, Their ochre-lit eyes guiding young kangaroo’s fear. But dawn brought a shadow, a roar cold as stone, A machine’s cruel hunger tore flesh from the bone. Napangardi fell, her spirit took flight, To the ancestors’ campfire in the starwoven night.

Alone, he wandered, his heart like a stone, The sand stung his eyes, and the silence did moan. But Japangardi rose, scales gleaming bright, “You’re never lost, son, in the Jukurrpa’s light.” The bilby taught digging, the oak whispered peace, Nungarrayi scratched paths where the stories increase. Jangala’s yips brought a laugh to the blaze, And Jampijinpa grew strong through the desert’s hard days. Then Nakamarra, with dawn in her gaze, Danced by his side through the sandhills’ soft maze. But fire returned, born of shadow’s old sin, Yet Jampijinpa led kin to the soakage within.

Atop the red dune, his shadow stretched far, A keeper of law ‘neath the desert’s bright star. The elders now sing from their camp in the sky, And Jampijinpa’s tracks never fade, never die.

Final Chorus: Oh, Jampijinpa, your story’s been spun, A thread in the Jukurrpa, forever begun. The Tanami dreams, and its stars softly call, For the kangaroo’s heart that will never grow small.

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