Thursday, January 3, 2013


3 comments:

  1. This cartoon reminded me of the mining boom,put another way it could read,"What if it's a hoax and we created a worse world for nothing?"

    Black sentences soar as juvenile jails become a 'storing house'


    "THE number of Aboriginal children being jailed is soaring at an alarming rate as the criminal justice system struggles to contain a rising tide of social dysfunction in urban and regional centres.

    Amid concerns that juvenile jails have become storing houses of Aboriginal children growing up in squalor and despair, it has emerged that more than 250 indigenous youth in northwestern NSW have been sentenced to juvenile prison terms during the past five years compared with only 12 non-Aboriginal children."

    (Snake oil for sale signs appear)

    Resource industry helps build the capacity of Aboriginal-owned businesses


    NEV POWER
    From:The Australian
    January 05, 201312:00AM

    "THE capacity to operate a business or participate in a joint venture has become much more than a dream in the Pilbara region of Western Australia.

    For many Aboriginal people it's a life-changing reality. The resources industry has created a launching platform for sustainable business development and is recognising the value in Aboriginal-owned businesses and joint-venture partnerships."

    (Nev Power is of course CEO at FMG)

    (A lot of the problem with this is so many of the people who come to work in these mines have already had instilled in them the hatred of Aboriginals.)

    Fire that destroyed sacred gums confirmed as arson

    "Fairfax Media understands this is not the first incident involving the deliberate killing and vandalising of significant and sacred trees in and around Alice Springs in recent years. In other incidents river gums in the Todd River have been burnt and ancient Coolabah trees drilled and poisoned.


    It was revealed on Friday that the ghost gums, a centrepiece of the celebrated Namatjira water colour Twin Ghosts, were discovered burning by a passerby at 4.30am on Saturday. Three fire units battled for two hours, but were unable to save the trees, which were badly charred at the base.

    ''There is no doubt somebody set out to destroy the trees. It was announced in December they had been approved for heritage listing and that had apparently made them a target,'' a source close to the investigation said."

    (As with our gas plant plan,the prevailing attitude to the Dampier Peninsular would be,"slash and burn - the black fellas deserve nothing - as mentioned over and over in blogs and elsewhere.)

    And of course The Greenies would be public enemy number two.

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    1. re Nev Power,"Resource industry helps build the capacity of Aboriginal-owned businesses"

      "Mine jobs end aboriginal hardship"

      "THERE is a better alternative to the entrenched cycle of welfare dependence"

      What that means,as Twiggy has said,is really this:

      MINE JOBS CONTINUE ABORIGINAL HARDSHIP

      THERE IS A BETTER ALTERNATIVE TO THE RIDICULOUS IDEA OF PAYING FAIR COMPENSATION TO TRADITIONAL OWNERS : MAKE THEM WORK IN THE MINES AND GIVE THEM F*CK ALL

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    2. RODRIGUEZ - CAUSE

      Cause I lost my job two weeks before Christmas
      And I talked to Jesus at the sewer
      And the Pope said it was none of his God-damned business
      While the rain drank champagne

      My Estonian Archangel came and got me wasted
      Cause the sweetest kiss I ever got is the one I've never tasted
      Oh but they'll take their bonus pay to Molly McDonald,
      Neon ladies, beauty is that which obeys, is bought or borrowed

      Cause my heart's become a crooked hotel full of rumours
      But it's I who pays the rent for these fingered-face out-of-tuners
      and I make 16 solid half hour friendships every evening

      Cause your queen of hearts who is half a stone
      And likes to laugh alone is always threatening you with leaving
      Oh but they play those token games on Willy Thompson
      And give a medal to replace the son of Mrs. Annie Johnson

      Cause they told me everybody's got to pay their dues
      And I explained that I had overpaid them
      So overdued I went to the company store
      and the clerk there said that they had just been invaded
      So I set sail in a teardrop and escaped beneath the doorsill

      Cause the smell of her perfume echoes in my head still
      Cause I see my people trying to drown the sun
      In weekends of whiskey sours
      Cause how many times can you wake up in this comic book and plant flowers?

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