Australia the racist country

I have been recognised as being part aboriginal, with this comes benefits that I was never looking for. Free medical prescriptions being one. Now remember that I never asked for this. When one person is treated by the government differently than someone else because of skin colour then that is racist.
I was Born in Holland to a Dutch father and an Australian mother and came to Australia from a war torn country on a boat. I was an aboriginal refugee if you like at the age of one. I am Australian because I have papers to prove it.
There is three types of aboriginal.
The first is the full blood and totally black with pride in them selves and there families.
The second type is part black and part white being bought up in a black family.
Then there is the third type part black part white being bought up in a white family.
I can not talk about the second type but I can talk about the third type, Me.
My father worked hard in the forests in the north of the state of N.S.W. We lived in shanty houses caravans and the like that is substandard housing because that was all there was.
I remember living in a caravan whilst the only true house was built at the age of eleven.
Plaster walls wooden floors and a bathroom with running hot and cold water. This was the life of a rich person. I saw my first television for the first time at the age of sixteen with its black and white picture and fuzzy picture. My time was spent on the beach cooking potatoes in foil and freshly baked bread with friends whom combined there money to buy the ingredients.
I later studied to become a trades man fitter and machinist.As in one of my previous posts I worked on large machinery at the steel works in the coke ovens and washery. I found the dirtier the place of work the better the comradeship of looking after mates. I got married and bought a house made of brick and lived there for thirty years and divorce sent me back to living in shanty houses and caravans but this time I owned them.
Getting back to the story aboriginals bought up in a white family have a different attitude, but lack the family ties of the ones bought up in black families. It is these strong family ties that stop one from dobbing in abuse of all kinds, which is sad and drags the society further down into dispare.
 I hope this may explain and help white people understand and may also help some black people as well.
Then as being dark skinned the racism is there, an being nieve I could never understand why I was never accepted by society. I was black not of the whites and not of the blacks I became a loaner and the only ones whom I made friends with was Greeks and Italians and the people on the fringes of society and lonely people. Good people and I am so privilaged to have such a life and bless every day as they come..

Tasmanian Castle

This is a quaint castle also on the east coast of Tasmania.

Tasmanian cottage

TThis is a fairy tale cottage on the east coast of Tasmania

Did you know

Friday, September 9, 2011

Did you know

If you are an owner of a property than you do not need tickets for machinery. Also the only trades that do not need to be licence are the engineering trades. Please check this for yourself, as things are different in different countries. You should also ask for the inspectors ticket and question him as to weather he is a competent inspector and get it in writing and then hold him accountable. When you hold people accountable then there attitude changes and they go on the defensive. There was a road in Australia that was blocked by a large company and they were playing merry hell with the residents. I went to the local council and put it in writing that I would hold the General manager and mayor and engineer personally responsible for any damages or fatalities and they then laid it on the company involved I then added that I was also holding the Ceo and the directors of that company also responsible. All this was done in writing and wolla new road and all was settled. Buck passing is what these people are good at but this fails when you hold them accountable..

observation

Some times sitting under a tree in the shade becomes inspiring.
Like this one. The peppercorn tree is cool to sit beneath on a hot summers day up to 10 degrees different from other trees . Why? The tree is a solar powered  pump, The sap goes from the top to the bottom and back on a regular basis and with this movement of sap the heat is taken down and the cool is bought up. The result is the air is cooler and the ground temperature is warmer and this allows the tree to survive in cooler climates by storing the heat in the ground. When the temperature gets too cold the sap slows to a near stop and the leaves fall. When it is real hot the tree speeds up the sap flow. This is an inbuilt temperature control system of a very complicated design, but yet simple. Knowing this drought control is easier to understand. Trees are the key to drought proofing the land.

Are you nuts?

Am I nuts I was asked? Probably! About the same as the rest of you but I admit it but then I am the one whom sleeps like a baby and smiles to the world in the morning. I speak to anyone and everyone. I have had to curtail this and not speak to anyone between the ages of twenty five and thirteen as these people are real aggro in my area and this is a shame on society. I smile and the response is great.
I spoke to the lady at the checkout the other day and asked how she was going, She said she was great with a wonderful smile and not to be out done when she asked how I was came the reply."fantastic excellent and getting better" She smiles and we parted company.

the light

Brightly coloured lights of seduction
 drawing the mind away from seclusion
 entering the time of the never never
smiling with the deceit of clever
 aligned and maligned with sounds
 never heard from the fronds
The faces of disparate joined by drugs
 I sit here sipping from my mugs
 To my mug pouring out loneliness
With the condemnation of the soul
 taken aback into the darkness of toil.

Standards and denying insurance.

I have a engineers report for damage from the floods. One of the points made is that the house does not come up to Australian standards so the insurance is void in these areas. What is a standard? Back in the 1890s the current practice was to burn a post and char the surface and put it in the ground the other way was to soak it in creosote and then place it in the ground. These were accepted practices of the day and these houses have stood the test of time. Even to this day the practice of putting posts directly into the ground and building onto these posts is done. In the suburb of Dapto in NSW there is a building built in this way and it is a two story affair and is called the Ribbon wood centre and was built for the local council for a library and community centre. I will report on these matters again if the problem is not resolved naming the insurance company and the engineer involved.

Union exectutive pay

Health union pay for the top job.Amazing!
5192.30 / Week
741.75/ day
Why is health so expensive?
 Why is everything so expensive?

I feel so honoured

The people of Queensland got 11 million dollars for the floods combined . I got flooded out in Gundagai and to date I got nothing not even from insurance. Now I am Honoured to now know 300 million dollars will go to Afghanistan. What for killing Australian soldiers! or is it to appease the consciences of the Prime minister. The thing is it wont work,she has to live with the deaths of our soldiers. Assination may also be on the rise in Australia as I now have rats in the house. The funny thing is the damage to the house is from (Humidity)not flood in one hot dry area that has just come out of drought because of the flood. It wasn't fixed and the house stood from about 5th March to now 21 May I wonder where all the water went in a closed house?

Empty thoughts

Small thought of love pass threw my veins
Twists and turns as the little light remains.
To swell the emtyness in my heart and mind
the beating beating rythmical beating blind
enter the soul with parchment pressed to the ear.
Stumbling threw the madness of fear,fear
entering the emptyness of the bounding silence
bought on by the constant ryme of life.
Threw the eyes of the cells the ears of the heart
broken by the trembling and the cold of light
then the known warmth of the calm from sleep.
Awaking into the reality of nothingness
leading to the capacity of love hate and again
Fear yes the fear of deception of a broken head
smashed on the steps of dreary warm death lies.
Then comes the reality of lifes real game
Gone before perception of love and war.
Taken away in the blink of an eye
crashing threw all that is good and honest
screaming into the nothingness of betrayal.

Mind power

Many years ago I was told I had to do a mind power course which I did.
On the first day of the course I was teamed up with this wonderful lady by the name of Jan.
during the course we did this exercise and they played the song

I Want to know what love is - Foreigner
This had a profound effect on me and Jan and I embraced with me crying like a baby.
It took some time before the tears dried up.
Jan was the most amazing woman I have ever meet and we became great friends. She had two beautiful daughters Amanda and Tracy. There was times where she wanted more and other times when I wanted more but the line was never crossed into lovers.
The friendship flourished for several years.
Then the unspeakable thing happened on the Friday night Jan was so sick and said her medication was not working. I said to her you are not going to leave me are you and she said no. She was sick. The next morning I get a phone call to say Jan had died in her sleep with a massive heart attack. Devastation even to this day.
I  reluctantly went to the funeral where I meet her mother and introduced myself and said she probably wouldn't know me. The reply came I know all about you and thank you for caring for Jan as she told her mother all about me.
Yes I am sitting here writing this with tears pouring from my eyes remembering the great woman that was never to be my lover.

mental Health

Daring to take the Business of Electroshock by the Prods., February 14, 2009

By 

Philip Bennett 

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This review is from: Doctors of Deception: What They Don't Want You to Know About Shock Treatment (Hardcover)

Linda Andre had been blessed. With an I. Q. measured at 156, a powerful work ethic, a drive to succeed, a musician's ear and artist's eye, she sailed through her academic career to the heights of scholarship and was beginning a brilliant career as a writer and photographer when, at 25, the assault happened, like a horrific mugging and beating. Permanently brain damaged by the assault, her I. Q. had been chopped down to 118. Gone also was her gift for photography. Perhaps worse of all was the complete erasure of five years of her memory, one-fifth of her lifetime, including all her prestigious academic training, as if she'd never lived those lost years. 
Any other mugging would have thrown the perpetrators into jail for years and cost them millions in civil penalties. But this was a legal mugging. And the perpetrators even made $20,000 for destroying much of Ms. Andre's life. They were, after all, licensed doctors of medicine and, instead of using a baseball bat on her head (which would have been kinder), they sent up to 200 volts of electricity into her brain with their electro convulsive "therapy" machine. 
Why would doctors, of all people, inflict such physical and emotional harm to another? Ms. Andre, having no memory of the events leading up to her assault, can only go by what other people have told her and the existing documentation. So she spends most of her affecting and exhaustively researched book looking for the answer then joining and later becoming a leading voice in the struggle against ECT machines and other instruments of this medical holocaust which claims thousands of victims each year, robbing them of their day-to-day abilities to function and up to decades of memory. 
Here Ms. Andre documents the countless efforts to ask the questions and tell the mental patient's stories through various media only to learn that even the most trusted outlets have their own visions of what the answers are, regardless of the facts put in front of them. Few readers of this book will be able to sit complacently in front of their TVs afterwards, just as none of us should ever sheepishly allow any "expert" with certain conflicts of interest to lead us to ruin. 
It is also a pleasure to read the facts behind ECT rather than the gushing accolades of Carrie Fisher (who receives regular shocks and has lost, so far, 4 months of her life-memories) and of Kitty Dukakas (who, along with lost memories, must constantly write notes to herself before her damaged short-term memory loses the information). 
My deepest hope is that medical school students will read Ms. Andre's book, take it to heart and dare to ask those questions.


I have gone threw this not as a patient but as a partner and father broken into two stories.
The first happened some time back and was posted on this site. To recap here it is....


Tall popies are cut down in there prime (great Australian pastime) There will never be people in Australia that will rise above there station while these types of thinking are arround. If you were to try to do so you would be charged with grand delusions and pumped full of pills by the mental health system.

 I had a mate who sold contraceptions to America and was jailed for seven years. Why you might ask? 29 million people here 10 million female half sexually active thats 5 million times $40 per month for the pill and times that by twelve months now thats a lot of money thats about 2 billion.Just a pitance that the doctors rip from the coffers or the state
 If you think you are more important than the American president (which I am ) then you have delusions of grandure and can be medicated for this. Watch out all Americans because everyone of you personally think you are better and more important than your president.. Think for a moment now..!!!!!! Who runs this country Australia.  Doctors and our female prime minister, I would never say anything sexist about a woman prime minister, but she is just a arse hole.These figures can also be used for the so called mentally ill and the health system.

Then there is this one....schizophrenia  is a disease of older people.
 It is all right for a child to have an imaginary friend and talk to this friend and is in the genes that all humans have this quality. Imagination is also a quality also built into the genes and is how our society developed to where we are today. These imaginary friends came about when you were the only child for miles around and to stop insanity you had a imaginary friend. (shit I had one ) Now doctors who did not have a friend in there mind see this as a problem. The problem arises when the child is abused and the friend has hate in its dialogue with there imaginary friend .
Then there was this to contend with....

Bull Stingrays

Stingray. It has come to my attention that these are more dangerous than I thought. I have a friend who put some fish in his back pocket and went in to feed them. Whilst feeding one in front of him another came from behind and push him over and sucked him to the bottom and held him there.  He managed to turn over and the ray released him as he got to his feet it came in again and again it sucked him to the bottom and on the third time he was knocked down he landed with his head above water on the bank.These are like giant suction caps and my friend was lucky to survive. I see some people let children feed them and if this was to happen to a child you would not remove the ray as any attempt to rescue the child would end up with the rescuer being barbed.
Another tie my friend was patting one and as it turned the tail graized his fore heat and opened him up.
On yet another occasion in another location I saw a large man get barbed and it bought him to his knees screaming in pain. Remember being above these you are in the line of fire to there only weapon.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=a8bdMDC4od4

Bull Stingrays

Stingray. It has come to my attention that these are more dangerous than I thought. I have a friend who put some fish in his back pocket and went in to feed them. Whilst feeding one in front of him another came from behind and push him over and sucked him to the bottom and held him there.  He managed to turn over and the ray released him as he got to his feet it came in again and again it sucked him to the bottom and on the third time he was knocked down he landed with his head above water on the bank.These are like giant suction caps and my friend was lucky to survive. I see some people let children feed them and if this was to happen to a child you would not remove the ray as any attempt to rescue the child would end up with the rescuer being barbed.
Another tie my friend was patting one and as it turned the tail graized his fore heat and opened him up.
On yet another occasion in another location I saw a large man get barbed and it bought him to his knees screaming in pain. Remember being above these you are in the line of fire to there only weapon.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=a8bdMDC4od4

Black Snake

Some years ago I had this red healer dog that I called Black Snake. Black Snake was into everything as a pup. I used to take him on the job sleeper cutting and I had a circular saw on a concrete saw for docking the sleepers to length. First day on the job with Snake I started the saw well, Snake jumped to his feet and  attacked the saw which severed his jaw bone and took off his left ear. Being a pup and being my mistake I paid the vet bill some $2574 and 64 cents. Where he got the 64 cents I'm darned if I know. Snake had this eye which turned in and was blue and the other was brown. Some time  went past and Snake was hyperactive and the vet said to take out the balls and that would slow him down. So I pays the 79 dollars and 64 cents. There that 64 cents again! Now Snake never did take liken to some blokes and lets call the character say Harold Steptoe to protect his identity But that was his name anyway. Now Steptoe lived across the road from me and I kept the gates locked so Harold and Snake wouldn't go dancing if you get the drift. This one warm morning I went to get the paper from the front and opened the gate and there was Harold getting his paper as well. Snake seeing the light of day or the lord flashed past me in fourth  gear straight for Harold. He had four on the floor Harold pirouetted and Snake grabbed him on the left cheek. I yells out to Harold that I had him nutted by the vet. Harold yelled back using explicit aperblies that he knew Snake wasn't coming to make love to him and could I send him to a dentist next time.