Wednesday, August 27, 2008

A taste of crime

Our little house in Redfern isn't your average, or so I thought. Sure it has had its fair share of.. police activity. It has always been something that has flowed over me, never really affected me too much. Then a simple act of a child thief climbing through a first floor window has brought a certain sting to experience of recent times.

Not so long ago I was driving home and noticed a more than normal amount of people congregating on the corner and a lot of shouting. As I stepped out of my car without much of a second thought, arguments and shouting in are not uncommon around her, my attention shocked my senses an almost comical scene for a sunny afternoon.

A portly, balding man in in a cardigan steps forward towards another aged who is gingerly backing away. The cardiganed gentleman is brandishing a large kitchen knife above his head, shouting and threatening the bestpectacled victim. Immediately my heart is thumping around my like a shoe in a dryer. I don't claim to be a brave person.


As they come towards me I back away, and the shouting of the old Greek wife, I assumed, of Mr Cardigan Kitchen Knife. She is walking behind him screaming all kinds of extended noooo's, followed by some Greek that I could not quite catch. Its an image seared into my brain, and makes me wonder what had happened. But nobody knows.

I ran inside, drawing the curtains as the shouting roved around, with the Steel Cardie beginning to threaten pretty much anyone in the crowd of people that had formed. The call to the cops was rather useless, as I am sure they were already on their way. However it was a strange experience to relay information to the person at the police station.

That was the second time I have ever called the cops. Except to report a missing phone. It makes me wonder whether I should be living here. If I should be living somewhere 'safe'.

And... then... yesterday... someone stole our laptops. 2 were under a week old. What a shame.

Thursday, August 21, 2008

Colin the Whale.. EPIC FAIL

Today the radio, Internet and television is abuzz with the news. Colin the whale is dead, he has been "euthanized". Why do we care.

How far have we gone from understanding the world we live in. If it isn't Vegans proclaiming we are 'past' eating meat, its the whole of Sydney letting out a collective gasp as this precious little whale slowly starves to death. We now have Wildlife activists confronting National Parks and Wildlife officers claiming that more could be done to save this "precious creature".

Not only this, there were vets giving hourly updates of his condition, plans to spend thousands, possibly millions towing the whale out to sea. Feeding plans, hairbrained schemes. There were even reports of a costs of up to $2 million being considered to rescue 'Colin'. Some of these using the Royal Australian Navy, who are supposed to protect the inhabitants of Australia, not to interfere in a natural process.

This is yet another example of why I am pro whaling. Kill the little fucker and drag the carcass out to sea for the sharks. Add him to the food chain so other animals may live.

Can we please stop focussing on a stupid fucking whale. This is nature, this is life.

Animals live, animals die. There is no such thing as a humane death in nature, that is for sure. I dont see anyone protesting the tigress when it takes down a deer with ist powerful claws, half kills it, but leaves enough fight in the Bambi look-a-like to teach her cubs how to kill.

Its a disconnect with reality, with the way things are. A mental disease. A blight on our society.

It causes hordes of 16yo to become vegetarian for a year. People protesting fur, and getting taken seriously. And mulesing is to be "phased out" due to a bunch of whingeing retards./

Enough of this folly. Please.

Take a reality check and realise what the world is. You wouldnt protest a mountain or a cloud. Why would you protest other parts of nature?