When Barack Obama and his … wife …. Bought an ocean front property at Martha’s Vineyard, the world went a bit crazy. After all, it was the Barry /Barack/Obama/Soetero guy who announced back about 10 years ago that the oceans were rising and we had to do something to stop this inevitable disaster that was about to turn us into the second coming of Noah.
Read more: Head for the hills! The oceans are rising!
Were they were not so sad, those espousing the idea of massively created, and thereby possibly cured, climate change by human beings would be belly-laughable.
Take a few examples.
Several large groups of caring, concerned Planet Earth supporters decide to protest. They contact each other by cell phones and computers, both of which require Earth harming batteries and other difficult to recycle items.
I belong to the group known as baby boomers – the ones that lived through the “ burn the bra “ and early feminist days of the pill, the equality of the sexes and the general liberation of women from the kitchen. At the time, I did not realise that my life had gone from one of comfortable domesticity to one of 5am starts, 10 pm finishes and a pay cheque that largely went to childcare providers.
As a woman, I was proud of what we achieved then. But now, I am not so sure we did anything other than bite ourselves in the bum. And in turn our menfolk in to pawns, pansies and poofters.
A few years ago the only scooter in our area was my late husband's Mobility scooter. Registered with the Transport Department , all legal and above board. ( Australian vernacular for legal for those of you unfamiliar with our turn of phrase )
The Mobility Scooter as a mode of transport is usually owned by someone who used to drive a car and is aware of the dangers and is much more alert.
Read more: Scooters, scooters everywhere and no one seems to think.
Who do you support? Men and women or non men and non women?
Think about it.
Diversity is killing us.
Every day, we are embracing men who want to be women and women who want to be men and all the while, I have to ask…
Read more: It’s not the Battle of the Sexes but the Battle FOR the Sexes. NSFW
Sometimes I feel like a stranger in my own Australia. I am supposed to apologise for a crime I did not commit 200 years ago; I am supposed to apologise for being born with white skin, which, to be honest, is a curse in the sunburned country.
Having had melanomas, skin cancers, all manner of things white skin related, I suspect that I have been well and truly punished for my white skin. I don’t really need to be told that I should pop off and shoot myself for having been born ..... that the left have suffered enough..
I read an article on ( shudder ) ABC this morning. I don’t normally go any where near that viper pit of leftist lunacy but I received an email from a friend who felt that I should read this particular article.
Well, as I said to him, it made my blood boil with anger.
What kind of country have we turned into?
Well Coles, after all these years I bid you a sad farewell. I genuinely thought that I was doing my weekly grocery shop, not attending a political rally.
It is IGA from here on.
Withdrawing your sponsorship from the Alan Jones Show is a move that will cost your bottom line.
Oh, I know that my pennies are but drops in the bucket in the scheme of things. But they are MY pennies and they mean a great deal to me.
If you wish to join me in my protest, let Coles know. 1800 061 562.
All around the world, there is a growing sense of imminent crises… it is as though some central command has set the stage and choreographed the scenes that will come to the climax in the final scene.
The storm is coming and we may have to batten down the hatches.
We have all heard the chants from the leftie luvvies that guns kill people. I remember reading a comment online somewhere that if taking guns off people was the answer then surely, in order to cut rapes, men need to chop their dicks off…. Such is the logic.
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