Patriot Realm

I am moved to write an article about Indigenous or Black deaths in custody. I worked in the prison system as a female officer in a maximum security prison so I feel I have some right to speak on this topic.

I had quite a number of indigenous inmates under my supervision and care. Yes, I call it care because I did care. As a white, rather small female, I probably should never have worked in a place like that but I thought I could make a difference and I did actually need the money.

So here are my observations from my time working in that prison with prisoners who were indigenous, white, asian and all manner of things in between.

We have been conned. Apparently, the Virus only affects people at Church, Pubs and Funerals. Birthday parties, schools, restaurants and parks. Beaches and gymnasiums. But it does not affect people throwing bricks, looting, committing arson and bludgeoning people. 

Our State Leaders have shown us that they are impotent cowards who have swindled us, lied to us, cheated us of our incomes, families, beliefs and social structure for a pack of lies. And they are the only losers - not us - because their treachery has exposed them for what they are : spineless con artists with no integrity and no respect for us or themselves.

I am thoroughly disgusted with the lot of them. If, in two weeks time, there is a fresh outbreak of the Virus, they lose. Because they failed in their duty to uphold their own lockdown laws. If, on the other hand, there is no outbreak, they lose. Because they have shown us that this entire economic and social disaster was unnecessary.

No matter what, they are losers. 

It is my late father’s birthday. He would have been 94. I am one of the old fashioned people who love and loved my Dad . I have no hangups or need for therapy to cope with his behaviour or memory. In fact, I think my parents are and were pretty great people. They gave me life and a life that I cherish each and every day I spend here on this place called Planet Earth.

I went to see Redhead this morning – my Mum - as you readers will know. We looked at photos of my late Dad and cried and sobbed and talked about him. As we always do. Everyday and every week and every year since he passed from this world in to the other.

We talked about “ The Gathering “ that we had when he left us those few short years ago and could not help but say “ We could not have had our gathering today under the Wuflu restrictions. ” We are grateful that we could hug and cuddle and laugh and cry together as a group of people who loved one man: My Dad. Redhead’s husband of 65 years.

Yet this would be banned today and rioters are OK. 

No wonder so many of us are pissed off.

As people around the world go on the rampage to loot, kill and destroy property, I have to wonder what happened to the basic things like the love of a child for its mother and a love of a mother for her child?

I received an email this morning forwarded to me by Redhead that got me to thinking: have we sunk so low that we call horrible people “ animals “ yet the animal kingdom seems to have stayed true to the love that so many today have lost?

What an insult to our animal kingdom that the word we have chosen to describe those of us who are hateful and evil and cruel -  is " Animal ? " 

The email I received was all about a Koala Bear and it read:

Every morning I wake up and tentatively hit the links to my favourite News websites and find myself increasingly discouraged at the year that 2020 has become : a crescendo on the Battlefield that has become our Lives.

I click with trepidation and think to myself “ what the hell am I going to learn happened while I was sleeping?

And perhaps that is it in a nutshell. While we were sleeping in our comfortable lives and in our comfortable homes and comfortable communities, there has been a storm brewing and we ignored the tell tale signs – or, at the very least, tried to minimise the horror of that approaching storm.

All around the world, Green leaning Minority Groups bey for our blood and our Governments kow tow to their demands and look after their voices while telling us to remain silent.

Between the United Nations and our over zealous Governments, we appear to be protecting the Rights of the few over those of the many.