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I hesitated before writing this piece.
Not because the subject matter is unimportant, but because it is deeply disturbing. Some of what follows is difficult to read. Much of it was difficult to research. At times, I found myself wanting to simply close the books, turn off the screen, and walk away from it all.
But we cannot pretend these things do not exist.
And if anything, the world Judith Reisman warned about is no longer approaching us.
It is already here.
We now live in a society where children carry smartphones more powerful than the computers that once sent men to the moon. Even school libraries are stocking books that would shock many of us.
Childhood itself often feels under siege.
That is why Judith Reisman matters. So here we go, down a rabbit hole that horrified me.
Read more: Judith Reisman and the Battle We Still Refuse to Face
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“A Long Time Ago...” Still Echoes Now
On May 25, 1977, a strange little film with a golden robot, a grumpy trash can, and a farm boy from Tatooine lit up cinema screens - and rewired our imaginations. Nearly five decades later, Star Wars remains more than a sci-fi epic.
It’s a prophetic glimpse into our algorithm-driven world, where machines talk back, surveillance looms, and rebels still dare to hope.
When Star Wars hit the theatres, it changed everything.
Forty-nine years later, Star Wars isn’t just a sci-fi classic. It’s a cultural landmark, a modern myth, and, strangely enough, a surprisingly accurate blueprint for our blinking, algorithm-powered present.
Because while we may not have landspeeders or lightsabers (yet), we do have intelligent machines that talk back, make decisions, and, just sometimes, seem to understand us.
Welcome to the age of AI… and the galaxy that saw it coming.
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Pauline Hanson was about to bowl Albo out for a duck.
Then along came Jason Virgo. Now who’s out for a duck?
One Nation built its reputation on backbone, discipline, controlled migration, and speaking for Australians who felt ignored by the political class. Voters weren’t looking for theatre. They were looking for strength.
Instead, the party handed its opponents a gift-wrapped distraction.
A maiden speech in parliament should project seriousness, purpose, and focus on the people who sent you there. Many voters in regional Australia wanted advocacy for cost-of-living pressures, national direction, and the struggles facing ordinary Australians. Instead, they watched an emotional and deeply personal performance that instantly shifted attention away from those issues and onto political spectacle.
Parliament surely demands adults who represent their voters’ priorities, not personal passion plays. Someone in One Nation should have read that speech and said: tone it down. This wasn’t stoic advocacy. It became media theatre, and Labor and the press immediately sensed blood in the water.
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Dusty Gulch Gazette – SPECIAL REPORT
THE TWENTY-DOLLAR MYSTERY
By Roderick “Whiskers” McNibble
Dusty Gulch remains gripped by speculation following Madame Cluckette’s now infamous declaration:
“Tell Trevor he still owes me twenty bucks.”
The statement, delivered moments before the closure of Moonlight Manor, has triggered:
three town meetings, two protest marches, one interpretive mural, and a completely unnecessary podcast hosted by Barry the Cane Toad.
Rumours spread quickly.
It was Mayor Dusty McFookit who, along with recently bailed local hero Trevor the Wallaby and Dulcie Wiggins from the local laundromat, who solved the mystery.
Read on and all will be revealed...
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From the Eureka Stockade to today’s silent struggle, Australians are waking up - not to rebellion, but to restoration.
There comes a time in every nation's life when the soft underbelly is laid bare, and that time is now. Australia is being gutted from the inside out. And we, the people, are standing in a fog of apathy, like possums caught in the headlights of our own destruction. Well, it’s time to snap out of it. Time to rise. Time to fight.
They ripped out our heart when they sold our land, our industries, and our children’s future.
They took our backbone when they told us to sit down, shut up, and trust the process. But something stirs now - from country towns to crowded cities - the old spirit isn’t dead. It’s waking.
This isn’t about Left or Right. This is about Australia. A land worth defending.
A people worth fighting for. And a heritage worth remembering. The fight begins... not with bullets, but with truth, with courage, with the mongrel in us rising once more.
Read more: The Dingo Awakens: From Eureka Stockade to Australia's Silent Restoration
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My Great-Uncle Walked the Bulldog Track: Kokoda’s Forgotten Cousin
Family stories often sound small until history catches up with them.
For years, I knew only that my great-uncle had walked out of Wau in early 1942 ahead of the Japanese advance. It was spoken of simply as a hard journey through the jungle - one of those half-remembered wartime tales passed quietly through families.
But the more I researched, the more I realised he had traversed one of the harshest tracks of the Second World War.
The rough trail he followed south through the mountains would soon become a vital Allied lifeline, hacked, blasted, and dragged into existence by Australian engineers and Papuan labourers working in some of the most unforgiving country on Earth.
It was called the Bulldog Track. By 1943, it was destined to become a lifeline for the Allies.
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They say wisdom often arrives wearing old boots, sipping strong coffee, and wielding a spanner. Well, maybe they don't and I just made that up.
But my Uncle Pete was that kind of man.
A bewhiskered, big-hearted farmer who skydived despite chronic illness, helped us teenagers fix clapped-out cars, and somehow made life’s hardest truths sound like plain old common sense.
Yesterday of all days....his birthday...I remember a story he told that now rings louder than ever, in an age when governments dodge responsibility by hiring 'experts' and hiding behind consultants.
A lesson in responsibility from a man who never needed a whiteboard consultant.
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I wonder how many people realise that Australia’s concept of a minimum wage began with the landmark Harvester Judgment of 1907, a case that forever changed industrial relations in the country?
Fewer still might know that the man at the heart of that case was also behind one of the most significant agricultural inventions to come out of Australia; the combine harvester.
Alongside the stump jump plough, the combine harvester was one of two inventions I learned about from a young age as being quintessentially Australian.
Yet the origins of this groundbreaking machine, now used by the thousands worldwide, are largely forgotten.
Here is the story of the machine that revolutionised farming around the world, and the forgotten legal legacy it left in its wake.
The Harvester Decision of 1907 is often hailed as a landmark moment; not just in Australia, but globally; for establishing the principle that a fair wage should be based on the needs of a worker and their family, not simply on market forces.
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If you grew up in Australia, chances are you’ve heard the name Henry Lawson. Maybe it was in a dusty old classroom, or maybe someone quoted The Drover’s Wife around a camp fire.
But Lawson isn’t just some long-dead poet tucked away in schoolbooks.....he’s the voice of the bush, the battler, the bloke trudging through drought and dust with a swag on his back and a story in his heart.
There’s something timeless about a billy boiling over a campfire, smoke curling into a pink sky, the tin crackling, the smell of eucalyptus and damp earth. Henry Lawson didn’t just write about that scene...he lived it. And in While the Billy Boils and Joe Wilson and His Mates, he brought it to life so vividly, it’s as if you’re there beside him and waiting for your cuppa.
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On the moonlit night of May 16, 1943, a squadron of young RAF pilots flew into the jaws of Nazi Germany on a mission so audacious it bordered on madness.
Armed with a revolutionary "bouncing bomb" and led by the unflinching Wing Commander Guy Gibson, the men of 617 Squadron, soon to be immortalised as the Dam Busters, took to the skies in lumbering Lancasters, tasked with shattering the great dams of the Ruhr Valley and crippling the industrial engine of Hitler’s war machine.
What followed was a feat of precision flying, raw courage, and tragic sacrifice - etched forever into the history books of wartime legend.
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