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What strange times we live in. I wish I would wake up and realise it was only a bad dream.
I keep wondering how we arrived at this point of total upheaval, and in the blink of an eye. Had a gigantic meteor unexpectedly collided with our planet, sure. But this?
My overwhelming feelings are frustration, disappointment, sadness, anger. But not fear. Not one little bit.
No, I’m never going to allow them to inject me with fear. I know that’s what they want. That’s how they make us compliant.
Who’s ‘they’? Our untrustworthy careerist politicians, no matter which shade of grey; our opportunistic so-called experts; our hopelessly failing mainstream media.
I will not fall for their insane, irrational narrative. I will not be locked into their edificies of lies, distractions, and misinformation. I will not be drowned by endless waves of hysteria.
I’m not a sheep, I’m a citizen. As such I will keep asking questions. I can think for myself.
As citizens our duty is to think, to care, to be engaged, to hold to account about vital issues. So I speak out, on my website, on social media. I encourage others to think for themselves and look beyond the blatant propaganda.
However, it appears the lights have gone out, at least here in Australia. Democracy, freedom and civil rights, with all their pre-existing ailments, are now on life support. There won’t be respirators for them. And they, they will just switch off the machine, cheered on by 25 million voiceless voices singing the requiem “...advance Australia, where?”
For me the biggest question of all is: why does nobody else ask the hard questions? Can really nobody else see and hear what I’m seeing and hearing all around the world?
So yes, there’s a sense of loneliness too.
I keep wondering how we arrived at this point of total upheaval, and in the blink of an eye. Had a gigantic meteor unexpectedly collided with our planet, sure. But this?
My overwhelming feelings are frustration, disappointment, sadness, anger. But not fear. Not one little bit.
No, I’m never going to allow them to inject me with fear. I know that’s what they want. That’s how they make us compliant.
Who’s ‘they’? Our untrustworthy careerist politicians, no matter which shade of grey; our opportunistic so-called experts; our hopelessly failing mainstream media.
I will not fall for their insane, irrational narrative. I will not be locked into their edificies of lies, distractions, and misinformation. I will not be drowned by endless waves of hysteria.
I’m not a sheep, I’m a citizen. As such I will keep asking questions. I can think for myself.
As citizens our duty is to think, to care, to be engaged, to hold to account about vital issues. So I speak out, on my website, on social media. I encourage others to think for themselves and look beyond the blatant propaganda.
However, it appears the lights have gone out, at least here in Australia. Democracy, freedom and civil rights, with all their pre-existing ailments, are now on life support. There won’t be respirators for them. And they, they will just switch off the machine, cheered on by 25 million voiceless voices singing the requiem “...advance Australia, where?”
For me the biggest question of all is: why does nobody else ask the hard questions? Can really nobody else see and hear what I’m seeing and hearing all around the world?
So yes, there’s a sense of loneliness too.