Bye Bye Holden

Look at the bright side of it. Today it was announced that Australia has officially entered the 'space race'. First project is to launch the last Holden into space to have a race with that Tesla floating about up there as space junk., maybe they should put the GMH General Manager in the car at launching time.

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Is this a case of the silent majority syndrome …………………..
…………………...Billy...………………...

BillyP wrote: .
Is this a case of the silent majority syndrome …………………..
…………………...Billy...………………...

As Pauline would say "please explain"

Mrsmackpaul wrote:

BillyP wrote: .
Is this a case of the silent majority syndrome …………………..
…………………...Billy...………………...

As Pauline would say "please explain"

I guess what I am saying is that …….too many of us (the majority ) sit on our a#s ,
and do nothing ……….while the vocal minority make noises and get their own way
then we say ….How did that happen ?????????????
…………………...Billy...……………..

Rather simple really......the activists scream ,yell ,call you a nazi,fascist,climate criminal,denier for making a statement ...along with the hysterical Rent -A- Crowd that scream down any opinion they (or their paymaster) doesnt want heard....all the time on the dole ,student allowance,disability benefit,university payroll,union payroll,socialist payroll......In fact so effective are these street actors ,I often wonder if maybe Chinese intelligence isnt behind at least some of it......A very good way of bringing Australia to a standstill......There are great similarities to the gangs of thugs Hitler and the Nazis used to come to power.

SAID HANRAHAN

"We'll all be rooned," said Hanrahan,
In accents most forlorn,
Outside the church, ere Mass began,
One frosty Sunday morn.
The congregation stood about,
Coat-collars to the ears,
And talked of stock, and crops, and drought,
As it had done for years.
"It's lookin' crook," said Daniel Croke;
"Bedad, it's cruke, me lad,
For never since the banks went broke
Has seasons been so bad."
"It's dry, all right," said young O'Neil,
With which astute remark
He squatted down upon his heel
And chewed a piece of bark.
And so around the chorus ran
"It's keepin' dry, no doubt."
"We'll all be rooned," said Hanrahan,
"Before the year is out.
"The crops are done; ye'll have your work
To save one bag of grain;
From here way out to Back-o'-Bourke
They're singin' out for rain.
"They're singin' out for rain," he said,
"And all the tanks are dry."
The congregation scratched its head,
And gazed around the sky.
"There won't be grass, in any case,
Enough to feed an ass;
There's not a blade on Casey's place
As I came down to Mass."
"If rain don't come this month," said Dan,
And cleared his throat to speak--
"We'll all be rooned," said Hanrahan,
"If rain don't come this week."
A heavy silence seemed to steal
On all at this remark;
And each man squatted on his heel,
And chewed a piece of bark.
"We want a inch of rain, we do,"
O'Neil observed at last;
But Croke "maintained" we wanted two
To put the danger past.
"If we don't get three inches, man,
Or four to break this drought,
We'll all be rooned," said Hanrahan,
"Before the year is out."
In God's good time down came the rain;
And all the afternoon
On iron roof and window-pane
It drummed a homely tune.
And through the night it pattered still,
And lightsome, gladsome elves
On dripping spout and window-sill
Kept talking to themselves.
It pelted, pelted all day long,
A-singing at its work,
Till every heart took up the song
Way out to Back-o'Bourke.
And every creek a banker ran,
And dams filled overtop;
"We'll all be rooned," said Hanrahan,
"If this rain doesn't stop."
And stop it did, in God's good time;
And spring came in to fold
A mantle o'er the hills sublime
Of green and pink and gold.
And days went by on dancing feet,
With harvest-hopes immense,
And laughing eyes beheld the wheat
Nid-nodding o'er the fence.
And, oh, the smiles on every face,
As happy lad and lass
Through grass knee-deep on Casey's place
Went riding down to Mass.
While round the church in clothes genteel
Discoursed the men of mark,
And each man squatted on his heel,
And chewed his piece of bark.
"There'll be bush-fires for sure, me man,
There will, without a doubt;
We'll all be rooned," said Hanrahan,
"Before the year is out."
John O'Brien

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.To us …..The future may be better , or it may be worse than we would like...…………..
However,...…..to the then current generation , wont it just be the norm ???????...……
………………….Billy...……………...

BillyP wrote: .
.To us …..The future may be better , or it may be worse than we would like...…………..
However,...…..to the then current generation , wont it just be the norm ???????...……
………………….Billy...……………...

Dunno Billy

I guess it depends if the current generation starts at zero hours old and goes to say 105 years of age

Would that be how we measure our current generation ?

So I guess for each of us it will be different depending on our life experiences so far

As I say to people "If you never go to the doctor you are never gunna be crook, only when the doctor says your crook
Until then your just a bit off or feel a bit flat, so stay away from doctors"

Paul

I hadnt been for so long that Medicare refused to send me a new card untill I proved I was still living in Aus.....I went down to their office ,million people waiting half way round the block.....pushed in and caused a riot,and yelled out to the shiela did she believe I was in Oz ...and I would do the same every day .....they sent me the card.....I got dehydrated at BP ,the boss took me to see some Indian quack ,he give a certificate to say I had a heart attack.......reason being no compo for a heart attack,compo for dehydration at work.....and I had to get a clearance to go back to BP ,so either a Medicard or pay $100 for the certificate.....Last time I went to a doctor.

I can't say I agree with the anti-doctor sentiments.
Years ago, my mate's Father had terrible pains from gall stones. He suffered for a long time while his Wife and Son begged him to see a Doctor. All he would say was "Huh, what can they do?" He died from it.

Years later, I got gall stones. The Doctor sent me to a specialist, who put me in hospital and removed my gall bladder. That was over thirty years ago and I am still going strong.